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This is also a kind of happiness

Grandpa is an old Chinese medicine, home is always filled with all kinds of herbs. I always like to carry small stool on the side quietly watching grandpa medicine, medicine. But when that plumes of medicine air gradually diffuse throughout the room, I was far from disgust.
When I was a child often play in shahe. Tall, sturdy counter, dark brown paint, yellow old labels, a pair of small scale, a pair of a dab hand shuttle without rest between the heavy medicine cabinet. Grandpa often like magic to cry I will be out a few pieces of licorice piece, I contain in the mouth, a faint sweet lingering between the tongue, and then forgot to send the bitter smell, corners of the mouth slightly raises, dream in the distant mountains, also someone gently pick these herbs, then drying, taste...
Childhood was spent in a bowl of bowl of brown medicine soup. Grandpa back to slouch, jars of gas, by licking the tank bottom and the blue flame, all frames in pieces of time. At that time, grandpa always carrying a white porcelain bowls, hands with two pieces of candy, and smiling to me: "good medicine for health tastes bitter to the mouth, lovely little darling, drank the medicine body." But I will often capricious ground medicine bowl upset, leave alone hide in the room crying.
In his upper can kill time by reading drawing. So from his home in old Chinese herbal medicine TuDian met many beautiful name: angelica dahurica, pinellia tuber, purple wan, indigo naturalis... Grandpa took pains told me their efficacy. I often think, their previous generation must be soft and graceful beautiful woman, and then into the herbal medicine to a patient with maximum comfort. "Red chamber" sister Lin let person sigh flow figure, maybe only YaoXiang foil just lovely. Summer drink Chinese mosla herb has soared, winter drink sugar bird's nest... Xiaoxiang pavilion in the dense didn't seem so different.
Had and grandpa in the countryside to sunny or rain, all the way carrying basket grandpa focus twist with herbs, smelling very carefully. The way back, unexpectedly saw a small grocery. Grandpa familiar greeting with them. Originally, such herbs, has become a unique melody, floating at the ends of the earth, scattered in every corner of city country, give patients the most gentle health guarantee.
Grandpa is boil medicine again, I am no longer escape, "lovely little darling, quickly let a medicine gas fume fume is good!" YaoXiang like butterfly, full chamber the fly, room filled with smoke, grandpa's kind smile, and meditation. I understand
So bitter YaoXiang, became my heart the most sweet and lasting aftertaste, the grandpa's love, meticulous, soft, beneficence, soaked with my life. The twisting and lingering YaoXiang, is my life the best fragrance.