The Rural Doctor of the Mountain Spirit

  The child was stunned at the time, staring at his mother, and tears fell out unconsciously. His mother seemed to have come back to her senses as well, hastily running towards the child, looking him up and down.

  The child then looked at his face in the mirror and indeed turned into a monkey face. Not only did his face turn into a monkey face, but his mouth and teeth also turned into a monkey's mouth and teeth. The child was scared and cried loudly, but his crying voice had turned into a monkey's cry.

  After dinner, the sky had completely darkened. I didn't stay long at the child's home with Wu Xianyi. In chatting with that kid, I also learned his name, Er Gou. And I knew some things about Wu Xianyi, who was rumored to be very effective in this area. No matter what kind of illness, as long as you found him, he would guarantee a cure, and could even bring people back from the dead.

  My impression of this middle-aged uncle immediately rose a few more points in my heart.

  After returning home, Wu Xianyi became indifferent to me again. He coldly pushed me into the house, turned around and closed the door, and no longer paid attention to me.

  I shouted behind him: "Dr. Wu Xian."

  He didn't even turn his head and said coldly: "What's up?"

  "What exactly do you do?"

  Wu Xian turned around, his expression cold and venomous: "What's the point of asking so many questions? Can't you just cry? I think it's more suitable for you to hide in your quilt and cry."

  After saying that, Wu Xianyi turned around and continued walking towards his room. I shouted behind him: "I will prove it to you, just wait."

  The following days were the same as before, Wu Xianyi would leave me food every morning. However, the food was cold and very unpalatable. After throwing the food at me, Wu Xianyi would go out and not come back until evening.

  He didn't say another word to me during this time.

  Time flies, and four days have passed. I've been staying in the house for these four days without leaving. Because I'm not familiar with this place, there's really nowhere to go. The only person I know is Er Gou, but I've only met him once.

  In my mind, I still often recall the life before my grandfather passed away. I was studying in school, and my parents were working on the mountain. Life was bitter, but very happy. Every time I think of this, tears start to well up in my eyes.

  If I were still in school, I should be in second grade by now.

  Every time I have tears welling up in my eyes, I think of Wu Xian's face and force myself to hold them back. He was right, if I cry again, I'll really become a coward.

  On the fourth day, Wu Xianyi went out as usual early in the morning. He handed me a cold steamed bun early in the morning, and I took two bites but couldn't swallow it at all.

  As it happens, when I went to the water vat to fetch water, I found a vat beside it filled with rice. However, it was clear that this rice vat hadn't been moved for a long time, and the rice had become infested with insects.

  I immediately threw away the steamed buns and started cooking rice. Outside the house, there was a vegetable garden where vegetables were growing, but it had been a long time since anyone managed it, so weeds grew all over. I ran to pick some vegetables, after a busy morning, a hot meal was ready on the table.

  When I was young, my mother loved me very much, but she was also very strict with me. Cooking and making dishes were something I was quite good at. Coincidentally, Wu Xian's bowl rack had all sorts of seasonings. Obviously, he could cook for himself, yet every day he ate cold, icy steamed buns - wasn't that suffering?

  After dinner, I tidied up Wu Xian's home until it was spotless. Then I entered Wu Xian's room and found that his room was filled with dirty clothes, some of which had even grown moldy and smelled bad. So I collected all his clothes and washed them clean.

  Afterwards I weeded the vegetable garden and found a packet of vegetable seeds in the house, so I dug a small piece of soil and planted the seeds.

  Wu Xian worked hard until evening, and this house finally had a bit of a homey feel.

  In the evening, I continued cooking, busy and sweating all over, just as I was about to serve the last dish, Dr. Wu Xian happened to come back.

  He stood at the door and stared at me for a long time, but I didn't notice because all my energy was focused on the stove. By the time I realized he was there, he had already walked into the house, approached the dinner table, without even greeting me, picked up his bowl and started serving himself rice.

  I have to admit that this person is not only cold-blooded and inhumane, but also a bit shameless. I immediately said: "Do you have the nerve? This meal was cooked by me."

  Wu Xianyi raised his head and looked at me with an expression that was still as cold as ever. I really couldn't understand how this person's face could be so thick-skinned. He ate my food, but didn't even give me a good look.

  He glanced at me and then ignored me, eating on his own. I stood by and watched him eat alone.

  Half a response, the dishes on the table were all swept away by him, leaving only empty plates. However, he dropped a sentence that almost choked me to death: "This meal is so badly cooked, what's wrong with me?"

  Is it inedible? The meal was eaten clean by him?

  He's really shameless, to the point where it's laughable and pitiful. After dinner, Wu Xianyi didn't even say goodbye to me, and directly went back to his room. And on the dining table, not a single grain of rice or vegetable was left.

  I hadn't even eaten a mouthful of rice, and my stomach was already growling with hunger. There were no more dishes left, so I reluctantly lit the fire and cooked a pot of porridge.

  The next day, the days passed in a similar way. As soon as I got up, Wu Xian threw me a cold steamed bun and went out again. And I did the same as yesterday, cooking and cleaning the house. On this day, I cleaned up the front and back of the house, pulling out all the weeds until they were spotless.

  It wasn't until evening that Wu Xianyi came back, and I had already prepared a table of dishes waiting for him. Today I was careful and deliberately cooked more food, so tonight I finally didn't have to drink thin porridge.

  After dinner, I got up to clean the table, and Wu Xianyi suddenly pulled me back.

  What I didn't expect was that he actually pulled out a new set of clothes from his backpack. The clothes were still wrapped in plastic bags, and judging by the color, it seemed to be for kids.

  My heart warmed up at that moment, and I almost rushed over. But Wu Xian's expression remained cold as ice, he directly threw the new clothes to me and said in a chilly tone: "Don't get any weird ideas, I just saw you didn't have any clean clothes to change into."

  His words were cold, but I could feel his attitude towards me was changing. At that moment, I felt a warmth in my heart and went back to my room with the clothes.

  Time flies, and another month has passed. This past month, everything has been normal. However, the number of times Wu Xianyi speaks to me has increased more and more. Although I haven't gained much from his words, I have obtained other benefits.

  This month, four people from the village have come to see him. And the four people who came to see him all had illnesses that were not ordinary minor ailments.

  One of them lost his soul on the mountain and returned home in a daze, while Wu Xianyi only used a silver needle to prick his head and loudly called out the man's name, and he regained his consciousness.

  Apart from this, there were two other people. One was pulled down by something in the river and had a palm print on his foot after being pulled ashore. The other one was similar, falling into a well, and finally having a palm print on his foot. After Wu Xianyi arrived, he only asked them to take their own fingernails and hair, wrapped in red cloth.

  Then write their names on a red cloth package and throw it at the scene of the incident.

  It's also strange that after the red cloth package was thrown away from the scene, the palm prints on their feet slowly disappeared.

  The fourth person was special, he was sleeping in his own bed, and every time he woke up, he was lying in the main room of his own home. Wu Xianyi went there and pointed at him, scolding loudly. In the midst of the scolding, I heard that this man was being dragged to the main room by his ancestors because he didn't offer sacrifices to them.

  He then lit a long-lasting lamp in the main room for seven consecutive days and burned incense paper for seven consecutive days, after which nothing happened again.

  These things happened, and I didn't gain much from them. The only gain was that I suddenly knew many children in the village, and more than half of the villagers also knew me. In this way, I no longer had to stay alone in the house every day.

  It's also because I met these kids that I almost died in this village.