Traditional Chinese Medicine: Back to the years when educated youths went to the countryside

Chapter 82 Within Three Feet
In the afternoon, the sun is shining.

Every time at this time, the senior sister would wander for a while under the Xinyi tree behind the hillside.

If he can't wait for himself, he will lead Dahuang to continue patrolling the mountain.

Just, it started a few days ago.

Every time she goes on a mountain patrol, she brings a small cloth bag.

If they see a few herbs from Wang Chengzhou's church, they will dig them out, clean off the soil, put them in a bag and bring them back.

It seems that this is her life.

Simple and pure.

"Xiao Hongying!"

"Call...Sister...Sister!"

Today, Wang Chengzhou was a little carried away with the newly pulled cotton cloth. He waved it in his hand and shouted loudly.

Sure enough, Luan Hongying turned out from behind the tree with a spear in hand, her face tense.

"Hey, senior sister, look what I brought you."

Wang Chengzhou smiled as if he was offering a treasure and got through.

"It's... expensive... right?"

The soft touch of the fabric made Luan Hongying's eyelashes tremble. She touched it with her slender fingers and couldn't put it down.But still, he struggled to say three words, with a look of concern on his face, "Where...are you from...?"

"Of course I bought it from the supply and marketing cooperative. How could it be stolen?"

Wang Chengzhou laughed playfully, coughed slightly, and said seriously:

"Comrade Luan Hongying, it is said that labor creates wealth."

"As an honorable worker, these are the rewards you deserve."

"Actually, I sold the atractylodes we dug and got a lot of money. I thought summer is coming soon, so I can make some clothes for you."

Luan Hongying's curved eyelashes trembled even more. She hugged a pile of cotton cloth tightly in her arms and put it against her chin. Like a little girl, she said happily: "I... like it... like it!"

"Hehe, as long as you like it."

Wang Chengzhou giggled, took her hand, and walked towards the mountain stream, "I also bought a gift for Master. Come on, let's make him happy too."

When preparing Cang Zhu, Lao Luan Tou did all the work of pounding and cutting the roots.

You can't let him work in vain, can you?
Unexpectedly, when I rushed to the thatched cottage, I saw a scene that made people's hair stand on end and drooled.

On the open space on the slope, there was a row of dead rabbits.

Different from the usual ones that Luan Xiuwu threw to death with stones, these hares had blood stains on their tawny fur and were lying straight on the ground. The scene was a bit ferocious.

Some of the legs and feet were bent abnormally, probably broken by something, and the hair was stuck together.

"Master, what's going on?"

Wang Chengzhou swallowed, not sure whether he was scared or greedy, "How did you get so many dead rabbits?"

"Humph!"

Luan Xiuwu put his hands behind his back and turned around, "I ran into some stupid things."

Then, seeing the liquor in his hand, his throat couldn't help but twitch, he coughed, and continued:
"Last night, I heard some noise outside the mountain, so I rushed to check it out."

"Sure enough, someone was hunting with a gun."

"After they were all brought down, those stupid things confessed that they were really thirsty and wanted to kill some wild rabbits to satisfy their hunger, instead of poaching in the mountains, and begged me to let them go."

Wang Chengzhou's eyes widened, he was really a little scared.

Old Luan Tou said it in an understatement, but the process should be very dangerous.

After all, someone else is holding a firearm.

That thing, it doesn't matter which boxing you practice or how advanced your skills are.

Three steps away, the gun is fast, within three steps, the gun is accurate and fast!

Luan Xiuwu seemed to notice his worry and sneered, "I'm not a fool. I just rushed forward and used him as a target."

"The gun is so slow to load. The gap is enough for me to break everyone's neck."

"Using one's own shortcomings to attack another's strong points, you are a fool!"

Wang Chengzhou scratched his head and laughed innocently.In comparison, Luan Hongying was much calmer.

He used the red tassel gun to poke at the dead rabbit on the ground, and his eyebrows arched up.

Can eat meat again.

The grandfather and grandson are both talented and have no shortage of meat to eat on weekdays. That's why Luan Hongying can grow into an outstanding figure in this age.

But who can resist improving their lives?
It's just that I pity those greedy guys.

"Huh, what a bunch of idiots!"

Luan Xiuwu couldn't help but complained again, with a look of helplessness on his face, "If you want to eat meat, you can go to the Hetao to hunt it, or go to Funiu Mountain to seek death?"

"The fox was not caught, but he got into trouble."

"If you meet someone with evil intentions, he will be captured and sent directly to the commune. If you say you are just hunting rabbits, who will believe you? In the end, you will inevitably end up in a labor camp."

Wang Chengzhou nodded and said with a smile:

"Otherwise, how can we say they are a bunch of fools?"

"You're probably not very old, right?"

"When master released them, did he ask which village they came from?"

Luan Xiuwu shook his head and sighed, "They are all poor people. What are they doing?"

Well, let’s just say this old man is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

It is estimated that after others begged for a few times, they would not pursue anything.

In those days, people could still keep guns at home.

Especially bullshit.

It is simple to make. You only need a seamless steel pipe, a piece of good wood to make a gun stock, and some black powder and lead eggs, and you can go out to hunt rabbits.

In the 90s and [-]s, it was once popular in plain areas.

Of course, there are also many safety hazards.

Everyone wants to make money by selling meat. At night, everyone holds a gun, sticks out his butt, is very nervous, and shoots when he hears any noise.

As a result, there are many people who can open up other people's buttocks.

Fortunately, when that thing has a long range, its power is limited, and it will only suffer some skin injuries.

But even so, he could not escape the fate of being confiscated by the public.

"Okay, okay, don't talk anymore."

Luan Xiuwu glanced at the bottle of white wine from time to time and waved his hand, "I won't be busy this afternoon. Let's take care of these rabbits and sit down together to eat, drink and talk."

Wang Chengzhou glanced down at the wine bottle and couldn't help laughing.

It's all because there were too many things going on just now and I didn't have time to present the gift, which caused the character of Old Luan Tou to collapse.

His greedy appearance really doesn't match that of a god of death who is highly skilled in martial arts.

Immediately, he held up the liquor with both hands and said with a smile:
"Master, today, I'm going to the countryside to sell the herb we concocted and get some money."

"I thought you might like a drink, so I bought a bottle."

"I just don't know if I'm doing the right thing. After all, food is in short supply right now, and drinking is too much of a waste."

"Alas!"

Who knows, Luan Xiuwu slapped his thigh and said with a smile:

"I just wanted to praise you for your cleverness, but then you started talking nonsense."

"Alcohol is the essence of food. The more you drink, the younger you become and you don't understand anything!"

"Stop talking, we won't come home until we get drunk this afternoon."

It was obvious that Old Luan Tou was a wine lover. He held the wine bottle and carefully placed it in the house.

Start handling the rabbit as soon as you come out.

His hands and feet are as nimble as a young man's, but there's still a hint of old age in his sixties?
It seems that even with great martial arts skills, one is not omnipotent.

This old man is so greedy.

(End of this chapter)