Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 72 Illness
Song Huan gave the food to the boy, and the boy got out of bed feeling unwell, thanked Song Huan and couldn't wait to go home.

Song Huan didn't have the courage to speak up until now, so he could only follow behind silently.

In case something happens, she can also help.

The boy didn't say anything when he saw Song Huan and Adi coming over. The family really couldn't get rid of it. If you don't believe it, let's take a look.

Song Huan and Adi watched the boy enter the middle hall, but the siblings waited in the courtyard.

Although Adi didn't understand why he didn't follow in, he still obediently accompanied Ajie.

But after a while, there was a burst of crying from inside.

The voice is filled with sorrow, which makes people feel moved.

Adi seemed to know something, looked at his sister, and gradually grasped her hand.

Sadness and joy flashed across his eyes.

Brother has always known what happened in the past few months, but knowing and understanding are two different things.

What the disaster brought to him was nothing but the robbery at home at night.

But it was also dismissed by sister lightly.

Then, because he had been studying and practicing calligraphy at home, he slowly returned to his previous appearance before the accident.

So he, who has never seen a disaster, has no concept of this disaster.

Now, once again, he was hit by the disaster.

Although the object is not yourself.

But it is more intuitive than last time, and hits the soul more directly.

He seemed to understand why the grandfathers and uncles in the village used to offer sacrifices every year to pray for good weather.

After that, it was to bury the young grandma. Unfortunately, too many people died in the city, and the coffin shop had no coffins to sell.

Because there was no place to bury people in the city, the officials had to wrap the corpse in a bamboo mat and take the body to Yizhuang.

On the day when Yu's mother-in-law was carried away, the boy fell ill.

The boy had a fever, his face was flushed, his forehead was sweating, and he was unconscious and talking in his sleep.

Song Huan couldn't ignore it, and went directly to the medical clinic to ask for a doctor, but he couldn't find anyone.

There are too few doctors and too many privileged people.

The "expensive" people in the county have already spent a lot of money to "occupy" the doctor.

Song Huan had no choice but to boil water with zheer root for him to drink.

She stocked up the folded ear root just in case, but she didn't expect it to come in handy.

Zheer root has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxification, and also has the effect of anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving. After a fever, drinking its soup properly can alleviate the progress of the disease.

Song Huan can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Whether this young man can survive it all depends on his will to survive.

She has done her best, and all that is left is to obey the destiny.

On New Year's Eve this year, there were no cannons fired, and no mahogany plaques engraved with spells to ward off evil spirits.

The whole of Deer County is shrouded in a thin veil called desolation and misery.

It was not until the 27th of the first lunar month that the disaster-affected and non-disaster-affected areas waited for the dawn.

The decree issued by the imperial court came down.

First of all, investigate and prosecute those who do not obey government orders and harm disaster relief.

Those who are harmful to disaster relief are not only officials, but also some businessmen and farmers. They sell grain for profit, causing famine in non-disaster areas.

The purpose of this step is to eliminate all kinds of hostility among the people by suppressing those who profit from the crisis, so as to maintain the stability of the world.

Secondly, set up granaries, and those who have surplus food will pay for disaster relief.

The main targets here are businessmen, especially those with grain stores, followed by officials.

Then, stabilize prices and punish hoarders.

This decree has no practical significance. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. The situation of stabilizing prices depends on the execution ability of the county magistrate.

As for punishing hoarders, the imperial court did not know who was hoarding, and it was impossible for grain shops to register to buy grain with their real names.

Of course, there is a direct way to know, let the officers and soldiers break in to see if there is a hoarding of food.

But this behavior has affected the hearts of the people, which is equivalent to a collision with the first one, so this one can be ignored directly.

Finally, farmers are required to save money and reduce etiquette.

Similar to sacrifices, marriages, etc., save as much as you can, and don’t give too much if you can.

Lu County is a non-disaster area, and there are not a few people who died this winter.

Seven out of ten houses in an alley hung white cloths, and by the time everything settled down, it had already entered May.

Now Song Huan no longer has to take his brother to school every day, because of the help of Yu Ying (róng) boy.

Every morning, he would come to the back door, and after shouting, he would go to school with Adi, and after school, he would send Adi home directly, which saved Song Huan a lot of trouble.

At that moment, Yu Yi finally survived.

Although Song Huan felt that half of his foot was about to step into the coffin every time he looked at him, his vitality was indeed tenacious.

What Song Huan admires most about him is his positive thinking.

He was immersed in grief blindly, turning grief into motivation, reading and writing has reached the level of madness.

It's not an exaggeration to describe him with a head hanging from a beam and a cone stabbing his buttocks.

He never relaxes.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Song Huan received a package, which was sent by the servant from last time.

Song Huanjin went to the central hall to unpack the bundle, and there were two sets of clothes inside, a light cloud-colored one belonged to brother, and a light green one obviously belonged to him.

Auspicious clouds are embroidered with sky-colored silk thread on the cuffs, skirt and neckline.

There are also two exquisite purses, which are still embroidered by Xiangyun.

Pure and elegant, the background color is mainly light blue with high brightness, matched with white silk thread, the overall is fresh and elegant, subtle and beautiful.

Next to it was a brocade box. Song Huan opened it, and there was a stack of papers inside.

Song Huan opened it to read, it was the annotations and analysis of some articles, similar to the translation.

It should be the notes Fu Yuan made in class, which is very precious and important in this era.

Speaking of the translation, Song Huan felt that he had something to say again.

There are pros and cons to the translation.

Why is translation important in this day and age?
Is the translation important?
That is the person who translates the translation is important!

Can the translation written by a great Confucian who wrote a book be the same as the translation of an ordinary scholar?
Different!
Most of the teaching and administrative officials of the government schools were Jinshi, and they were directly appointed by the imperial court.

Most of the prefectural school teachings and county school teachings, teachings, and entrustments are from Juren and Gongsheng students, and are appointed by the feudal secretary.

These people are all elites selected from tens of millions of people during the ten-year cold window.

He has outstanding knowledge and ability, and his views on events and articles are naturally more profound and long-term.

Song Huan hurriedly put it away carefully and handed it to Adi after school.

There is also an indigo pouch without any fancy patterns in the burden.

Song Huan opened it, and inside was a piece of broken silver and some copper plates.

This seems to have been preserved by Fu Yuanzhi in bits and pieces.

A total of one tael and 78 texts.

Song Huan tossed his purse away, the joy in his eyes seemed to solidify, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed no matter how hard he tried.

Different from the money last time, Song Huan didn't have any resistance to the money this time, but a kind of joy on the contrary.

It is the kind of burden that is on the shoulders, as if it is half relieved.

After Song Huan counted the money several times, he opened the letter at the bottom.

"Miss Song, seeing the words is like meeting you, showing your letter and making you look good, I still remember...

In the midst of the scorching heat, I hope to cherish myself.

Abyss. "

The general idea in the letter is that one year is a farewell, because of the disaster, some original field leave was cancelled.

But for the clothing leave in September, he can return to the county with a month's leave.

This dynasty had ten-day leave, field leave and clothing leave.

There is one day off every ten days during the ten-day holiday, which is similar to the weekly holiday system.

The field holiday is a busy farming holiday, and the holiday is in May of the lunar calendar, which lasts for one month, similar to summer vacation.

Clothing leave is in the ninth month of the lunar calendar, which is convenient for students to go home to pick up winter clothes, similar to winter vacation.

Because of the unique location and special climate of Yangjiang Prefecture, the people here only grow rice once a year.

In Yangjiang Prefecture, seedlings have to be planted around the Qingming Festival, so the field holiday here is in March of the lunar calendar.

The period of vesting leave remains unchanged.

Now in May, there are still four months before Fu Yuanzhi can go back to the county on vacation.

Song Huan folded the letter and put it away while counting the days in his mind.

My younger brother will definitely read the letter when he comes back from school. If he sees himself throwing the letter aside, he will be yelled at again.

Re-tie the burden, brother back from school can also increase the sense of participation in unpacking.

Song Huan hummed a ditty and went slowly to the kitchen to cook zongzi.

In this zongzi, there is no meat, beans, etc., and there is no such condition.

Only a kind of ashes from burning glutinous rice stalks are used, mixed with glutinous rice and dyed black, and then wrapped into triangular rice dumplings.

The zongzi cooked in this way has some black color.

This zongzi also has a nice name called Changshou zongzi, which has a beautiful meaning.

(End of this chapter)