Ordinary people's rice bowl

Chapter 33
As the festive atmosphere became stronger, Xiaowangzhuang also became lively. All the families put down their work and began to prepare meals for the New Year. The children competed to set off firecrackers on the street, which was deafening. This scene did not affect Mu Zhen. Still busy with the "battle of annihilation" of mange on his body.

Old Mu, who was at home on vacation, had already noticed the change in Mu Zhen, but he didn't say it out loud.In two days, it will be the traditional Chinese New Year's Eve. With a smoke ring in his mouth, Lao Mu is like puffing out clouds and meditating blankly. Get up.

Mu Zhen asked herself to live in the hut next to the kitchen. At first, she only thought it was because Mu Zhen had reached puberty and wanted to have a small world, but now judging from the sulfur smell from her body, it was not simply the reason for puberty. And more like suffering from some kind of disease, the life experience of Gucheng No. [-] Middle School has made Mu Zhen more independent, and she has unique opinions on many things. For communication, Old Mu knew in his heart that he only paid attention to Mu Zhen's academic performance, and paid little attention to life. Mu Zhen's abnormal behavior in the past few days had already told him that Mu Zhen was indeed suffering from illness.

Thinking of this, Lao Mu couldn't help kicking Xiuhua under the quilt, and asked in a low voice, "Hey! Are you asleep?"

Following Xiuhua's humming, "What's the matter with you? Tell me!"

"I think something is wrong with Zhen'er these few days, the smell on her body, is she suffering from some kind of disease?" Old Mu asked tentatively.

"I'm not sure about this matter, but from Zhen'er's abnormal performance during this period, it must be!" Xiuhua added [-] points of affirmation in her tone.

"Then what kind of disease can he get? If he gets sick, he needs to take medicine. Do you think he is taking any medicine?" Old Mu Ruo asked enlightenedly.

"Is it true that I haven't seen him take any medicine? From the smell on his body, it seems to have the same smell as the sulfur used to make steamed buns." Xiuhua guessed.

"Sulphur, what disease is sulfur used for?" Lao Mu asked for Xiuhua's opinion.

"I don't know either, you can ask Old Li Tomorrow!" Xiuhua threw back a sentence that didn't actually answer the question directly.

Looking at the smoke he was exhaling in front of him, Lao Mu seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago. At that time, the child had yellow water sores on his head and cried all day long. Lao Li gave some ointment and applied it for a few days. Seeing no curative effect, Lao Mu was so anxious that his heart was on fire. Seeing his flustered appearance, Lao Li suggested that he go to Duji Village, more than a dozen miles away, to see an old Chinese doctor who specializes in skin diseases. He took his wife, picked up Zhen'er who was still asleep, walked more than ten miles to Duji Village, and found the old Chinese doctor that old Li said. According to the old Chinese doctor, this is just a common skin disease , the key is to use the right medicine. After the diagnosis, the old Chinese doctor prescribed a few medicines for her, then smashed them with Shiwozi, made them into ointments, brought them home and rubbed them on Zhen'er a few times, and then she recovered. She didn't take any medicine. , this incident reminded Mu Zhen that what Mu Zhen had this time was not a serious disease, it was most likely another skin disease.

"Yes, it must be a skin disease!" Lao Mu couldn't help talking to himself.

"Why does it smell like burnt cotton!" Xiuhua, who fell asleep on the other side, took two more breaths to remind Lao Mu.

"Did your cigarette ash fall on the quilt again?" Xiuhua stretched her legs and stomped Lao Mu.

"That's not it!" Lao Mu hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, while using his other hand to pinch the cotton wadding on the leading quilt.

Then came Lao Mu's exclamation of "Ah", and Lao Mu hurriedly shook his hand, and spit out two mouthfuls of saliva in a hurry, "Bah, bah", and sprayed it on the finger that was pinching the cotton wool.

Xiuhua heard Lao Mu's exclamation, and knew that Lao Mu's fingers had been burned, so she said mockingly, "Like a child, don't know the temperature?"

"Hey! You know how to be angry, isn't this because of Zhen'er?" Lao Mu was obviously irritated by Xiuhua's sneer.

"Turn out, turn on the light and go to sleep! You can't solve any problems at night at the National People's Congress!" Xiuhua persuaded.

Old Mu snuffed out the burnt cotton, and fell into deep thought again. At this time, he really wasn't tired at all.

Over the past year, Mu Zhen's performance in Binhu Middle School made Lao Mu feel gratified, but how should this town middle school compare with No. [-] Middle School?He has no idea, after all, he is not a student at the same starting point.Especially this semester, he asked Mu Zhen to live and eat at the school. In order to save time on commuting, in the last two months, Mu Zhen didn't even go home to live on weekends. What happened at school?

Thinking of this, Lao Mu let out a long sigh. Mu Zhen has grown up, especially in the past two months, her voice has begun to become thicker, obviously out of the original childishness, and the beard on her mouth and chin has also begun to grow. Turning dark, these are enough to prove that Mu Zhen's physiology is undergoing a major change.

Children in adolescence are the most difficult to educate. With Lao Mu's many years of education experience, children in this period have a clear liking for the opposite sex, and it is also the period when their psychology is the most volatile. Some decisions took on a mind of their own.So with regard to the matter in front of me, should I take the initiative to ask what the reason is, or let the child solve it by himself?

In front of this question that he raised, Lao Mu was confused. He really didn't have a good answer.Old Mu took the cigarette case from the table again, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, this time he didn't light it, held it for a while, took it off again, put it horizontally under his nose and smelled it again and again. The charming smell of smoke is still unique.

Old Mu suddenly thought of Wang Xianxing in the village. His ancestors practiced Chinese medicine. Although Wang Xianxing did not continue to serve the world, he still has a lot of knowledge about Chinese medicine. He can tell a thing or two about many Chinese herbal medicines. of.As for the use of sulfur, why not ask him tomorrow, maybe he will tell himself the answer.Thinking of this, Lao Mu looked at his watch. The hour hand had pointed to the twelve o'clock position. He yawned, took off his padded jacket, took off the unlit cigarette from his mouth, and put it back in the case. He turned off the light and lay down in bed.

"Uncle, I have something to ask you!" After eating, Lao Mu knocked on the door of Wang Xianxing's house on his bicycle, and called him uncle according to the seniority passed down from his ancestors.

"Look, you are too polite, you ink drinker, if you have anything to do, just say it directly, without going around in circles!" Wang Xianxing still respected Lao Mu, a teacher.

"Please tell me, what diseases does this sulfur cure in traditional Chinese medicine?" Old Mu said straight to the point.

"Speaking of this traditional Chinese medicine, I really don't eat much. It is mostly used to treat ointments, applied on the skin, and mainly used to treat scabies and kill scabies. Why did you think of asking about this traditional Chinese medicine?" Wang Xianxing asked a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, it's just that someone asked about me yesterday, so I remembered you asking here!" Lao Mu lied casually.

Lao Mu casually asked some other knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine, and chatted with some ordinary things, then he got up and said goodbye to Wang Xianxing: "Old uncle, I will ask you for advice!"

"Look, look, you're being polite again, as long as there's anything you need to be old, just come here, how can you be so polite!" Wang Xianxing stroked his long beard on his chin and said with a smile.

Leaving Wang Xianxing's house, Lao Mu felt that Mu Zhen must have scabies. Is this disease curable?Lao Mu didn't have the nerve to ask Wang Xianxing just now. If he knew what was wrong, he probably had a solution.

When Lao Mu came home, he saw Mu Zhen doing homework on the small table in front of the window of his small bedroom. Lao Mu felt his heart tightened, and tears were about to fall. He felt that his son had grown up suddenly, as if he didn't need him for anything. The father was worried, but he was still a teenager after all. He wanted to open the door and enter the house. Seeing him coming in, Mu Zhen raised her head and looked at him. As if reading something in his eyes, he was startled suddenly, but he didn't make a sound when he wanted to say it.

"You've been using sulfur all the time recently, do you have scabies?" Lao Mu originally wanted to apologize for his son's lack of concern these days, but he probably felt it was hard to say, so he asked the substantive question directly.

Mu Zhen lowered her head and said nothing, expressing her acquiescence.

"It's been more than two months. I was infected in the school dormitory. I was afraid of passing it on to my younger brother, so I lived in this room!" Mu Zhen expressed her concern.

"Is it serious?" Lao Mu's eyes became moist when he heard his son say that he would not live with his brother because he was afraid.

"It's not very serious. According to my classmates, it's highly contagious, and it's not easy to cure in winter! It can only be treated by rubbing medicine, and there is no specific medicine!" Mu Zhen talked about this disease like a small expert.

"I'll take you to the hospital today." Old Mu really wanted to get a definite answer from the doctor.

"Where can I go? I've been to the commune hospital. I just prescribed some ointment, which didn't help much. Now I'm using the sulfur that my classmates gave me, but it's still useful, but it's gone!" Mu Zhen said dejectedly.

"I'll take you to Duji Village. There is an old Chinese doctor who specializes in skin diseases. He should have a good idea!" Old Mu replied seriously.

Of course, Mu Zhen would like to see a doctor, if she doesn't hurry up and treat her, the idea of ​​curing her during the holiday will come to naught, and she will be disturbed day and night by the scabies after school starts.

When the father and father found the clinic in Duji Village, it was not the old Chinese doctor who treated Mu Zhen when she was a child, but a middle-aged man about 40 years old. up.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Du's clinic?" Old Mu asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's just that he has passed away. I am his son. Are you here to see a doctor?" The doctor who claimed to be Mr. Du's son was very polite.

Old Mu was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, Mr. Du passed away, and his son must not be bad, so he called Mu Zhen to come in and sat in front of Dr. Du.

"Why not?" Dr. Du was very kind with a smile on his face.

"Take a look, what's on your son!" Old Mu said.

"Where is it, please lift up your clothes, let me have a look!" Dr. Du looked outside the door, but he saw that there was no one outside, so he gestured to Mu Zhen again.

Mu Zhen unbuttoned the waistband of her trousers, and slowly pulled off her trousers.

Lao Mu saw that his son's thighs and skin were yellow, and there were several blisters the size of rice grains distributed unevenly.In the groin, there are two red and swollen around, and there is a thick bag-like protrusion in the center. It is obvious that these two have been infected and inflamed.

Doctor Du looked at it carefully and asked, "How long have you been doing this?"

"It's been more than two months. It was very itchy at first in the crevices of the fingers. Many students in school had it, and they all said it was scabies. I applied several bottles of Youlifu ointment, but it didn't work. Now I have applied it for a few days. Sulfur, it has become like this!" Mu Zhen answered the disease and treatment process in detail.

"You have scabies, but now you are infected due to unhygienic treatment. If you come to me like this, I promise to cure it, but don't use drugs indiscriminately!" Doctor Du warned.

After finishing speaking, she asked Mu Zhen to pull up her trousers, and wrote a prescription by herself. She picked up the black-bead abacus at hand, and calculated the price of the medicine, totaling two yuan and one dime.Old Mu handed over the money for the medicine, and Dr. Du handed over the prescription to a young man standing in the medicine cabinet who had been silently watching Dr. Du prescribe the medicine, and said to Mu Zhen earnestly, "Your disease is highly contagious. Because of this, when you go back to use medicine, you should change your clothes for two days. It is best to boil it in water. Bedding, if possible, you can scald the sheets and covers with boiling water, otherwise the disease is easy to be re-infected and repeated. The most important cause of this disease is not paying attention to hygiene and humidity, so personal hygiene must be done well , avoid moisture, it is still very easy to cure!"

Just as he was talking, the medicine was ready. Dr. Du picked up a brown bottle and said, "Go home and take a bath every night. After taking a bath, use the water in this bottle to smear the affected area. After getting up in the morning, apply the affected area again."

Dr. Du paused, then picked up a small rectangular box with erythromycin eye ointment and continued: "The two spots with whiteheads should not be painted with the water in the bottle, but with this ointment. Three times a day."

"Under normal circumstances, if these medicines are used up, nothing will happen. If it's still not good, don't seek medical treatment indiscriminately, just come to me!" Doctor Du finally confessed.

Seeing Dr. Du's confident expression, Lao Mu felt relieved, and went out the door after repeatedly expressing his gratitude.

(End of this chapter)