1知了的叫声从街道树茂密的枝叶间传来,一声紧似一声,音乐声中洒水车驶来,朝人扑来一团夹灰夹尘的水雾。小姜一身干净的体恤衫牛仔裤,眼看裹进了水雾里,连忙跳开,拍了拍裤子,整一下斜肩包带,朝着前面的同德药店走去。走近了,抬头看着店牌,脚下似乎迟疑了片刻,还是迈出一步,走进了门里。诊桌前坐着个白发老头,戴着眼镜在看书。猜想老头就是店主,便叫了师父。听到叫声,老头抬了头,翻出镜架上方一双白多黑少的眼睛,看看来人,诊病一样仔细,很快,那张堆满老年斑的脸慢慢拧成一团,像极一块发霉后才晒干的 1 Known cry from the tree branches densely spread between the trees, soon as soon as possible, the sound of music came in the sprinkler, toward the people flew a dust clip dust folder dust. Ginger a clean t-shirt jeans, eyes wrapped in the mist, quickly jumped open, patted the pants, the whole oblique package, toward the front of the Tongde pharmacy walked. Approached, looking up at the store, seemed to hesitate for a moment at the foot, or take a step into the door. Sitting in front of a white-haired old man wearing glasses reading a book. Guess the old man is the owner, it called Master. Hear the call, the old man looked up, turned out a pair of white and black eyes above the frame, take a look at people, as close as a doctor, and soon, that full of age spots slowly screwed up a face like Very dry after a moldy