At noon on the day before the liberation, Li Er came to the door of the doctor Huang Ren's house and gently knocked three times.
"Who?" With a broken gong-like man's voice, the door opened a slit, and a bare head popped out of the slit, coldly asking, "Who are you looking for?"
"You're Mr. Huang, right?"
"Hmm."
"Mr. Huang, I've come to ask you to see my mother."
"Oh!"
Huang Ren's two small eyes began. Looking up and down at Li Er, he saw that Li Er was dark-skinned, ragged, and barefoot, and thought to himself: This is Zhao Kuangyin's weapon ☞.
He smiled at Li Erwei and said, "I am still shallow in my medical path, so please ask Gao Ming to say "ping-pong" and close the door." Li Er saw Huang Ren's spirit; Angry teeth clenched and clenched, glaring at the two closed black doors, it took a while before leaving.
Early the next morning, Li Er came again. He raised his right hand and knocked the door. When Huang Ren opened the door, he was still the same person who had invited him to see a doctor yesterday, but today he was dressed differently, and he was still holding a jujube red horse with pure fur, strong legs, and big and bright eyes.
Li Er said, "Mr. Huang, please give my mother a medical condition."
Huang Ren's heart lit up, and he said busily: "Young man, let's go quickly, we can't delay the time when we see a doctor." After saying that, he picked up the medicine box and walked out the door. He came to the horse and was just about to get on it, only to find that there was no saddle on the horse's back. Li Er said apologetically, "Blame me for coming too quickly and forgetting the saddle at home."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I have it at home." Saying that, he turned around and walked into the door, took out a new saddle, helped Li Er set it up, and jumped on the horse, thinking that the pig eight precepts ate peaches very sweet. He narrowed his eyes and calculated triumphantly how to make another sum of money.
After walking from village to village, village after village, it was nearly noon when Li Er led his horse into a small forest, strangled the reins and shouted: "It has arrived."
Huang Ren inexplicably asked Li Er, "Where is your mother?"
Li Er pointed to a new grave and said coldly, "Here!"
"Huh?"
Li Er said angrily, "Huang Ren, to tell you honestly, my mother died last night." My dress and this jujube horse were borrowed from my neighbors. If it weren't for it, you wouldn't be here. He said, telling Huang Ren to get off his horse, and then unload the saddle from the horse's back and throw it to the ground, "This is yours." I'm sorry. After saying that, he stepped on the horse and flew out of the woods.
At this point, Huang Ren was dumbfounded. I had no choice but to carry the saddle, which weighed thirty pounds, and walk back. At this time, the sun was like fire, Huang Ren was hot, hungry, tired, sweating, the saddle on his back was getting heavier and heavier, and every time he passed a village, a group of children surrounded him and shouted "crazy". He was angry and annoyed, and when he returned home, he was seriously ill and almost whimpered. #Behind the story is a phenomenon ##故事杂货铺 #