Medicine in Song Dynasty

Chapter 42
Continuous winter snow rustled down.

Day after day, the cold winter seems to never end.

Chen Liang lay on the roof, struggling to hold two handfuls of withered straw, and tried to block the two bowl-sized holes on the roof. The strong wind blew, and he flinched a little. His hands were cracked, and they were red and thin The coat can't resist the severe cold at all.

There were two suppressed coughs faintly in the room, Chen Liang felt sore, tears rolled down, but immediately raised his hand, wiped his dirty little face, carefully slid down from the roof, shaking off She got into the house covered in snowflakes. As soon as she entered the house, she quickly closed the dilapidated door.

It's just that the door panel leaks air everywhere, and the house also leaks air everywhere. In such a cold day, it really doesn't have much effect.

"Ah Liang." A voice that sounded quite vicissitudes sounded, accompanied by intermittent coughing, "Is your father back? I saw your father standing at the door just now..."

Chen Liang sighed, said pain on his face, was silent for a long while, rubbed his hands together, and finally took out two half-cold steamed buns from the only old quilt, and said in a low voice: "Mother, eat something , Dad, Dad, he will be back soon."

The 13-year-old boy now has to bear the burden of the family, but he is too young after all, even if he goes out to do hard work, no one is willing to hire him. Before his father was there, he was fine, and the family did not say that there was any surplus food. He can live on, but a sudden wave last month took away the life of his father, who was only 30 years old, and forced him, a half-grown boy, to shed his innocent cloak.

Chen Liang tried his best to help his mother up, broke the steamed bun, and stuffed it into her mouth, but only ate half of it, and the skinny woman with a sallow complexion refused to use it any more. Li was very worried, her mother ate less and less, and became sicker and sicker.

Fortunately, Dr. Sun from Jishitang was kind-hearted. As soon as he went there, he braved the wind and snow to see his mother. He also prescribed a lot of inexpensive medicinal materials, so his mother's condition improved slightly.

But Dr. Sun said yesterday that his mother's body is deficient, and it is impossible to fully recover her health. If she takes good care of her body, eats and drinks well, and slowly recuperates for a year or two, relying on her youth and her physical foundation It's okay, until he can recuperate, but if he continues like this, then his mother may only have a few months to live.

Chen Liang stared blankly at his mother's bleak face, suddenly despaired in his heart, his heart seemed to be melted by a soldering iron, he slammed his fist on the table, squatted down and curled up into a ball, hot tears rolled down his cheeks , leaving two faint marks on his immature face.

Could he just watch his mother die like this?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly, the voice was very soft, as if a sense of respect could be heard from inside.

Chen Liang had never read a book, so he couldn't taste the knock on the door, but he was still soothed. After a long while, he stood up and opened the door. He saw several ox carts parked in the misty air outside, each more than 30 year old man is standing in front of their house.

"Excuse me, but Master Chen?"

The middle-aged man was wearing a coir raincoat, a bamboo hat on his head, a long gray belt around his neck, and fluffy hands. Even in such a heavy snow, he still felt warm.

Chen Liang nodded in a daze.The man stretched his brows and eyes, and sighed: "Your father was injured on the construction site and died of the injury. You are still underage, and your mother is sick and unable to work. After approval, the government sent a batch of them to your family." Supplies for the winter, and the original house of your family has been washed away, and the shack where you live temporarily is not warm, and the location is relatively dangerous. After negotiation, we will first allocate a security room for you and your mother."

The middle-aged man didn't speak fast, but Chen Liang felt his ears were buzzing and couldn't hear clearly. It took him a while to raise his head suddenly, "Government...Government compensation?"

The middle-aged man nodded. It seemed that this was not the first time he had encountered such a situation. With a light wave of his hand, two yamen servants immediately moved things down from the bullock cart. All the things were carried in bamboo baskets of the same size. It is packed with waterproof oil paper, with names written on it, so you are not afraid of taking it wrong.

The movements of these yamen servants are very quick, because there is only one and a half-year-old boy in this family, and his mother is still bedridden, so Su Wencheng stayed for a while, and waited until the yamen servants helped unpack the things and made everything clear before he left. go.

This action is long, but in fact it is not even half a cup of tea. Chen Liang's eyes slid over the thick quilt, fell on the snow-white flour, a series of bacon, and yellow lard, and looked at it again. A good medicine bag for the eyes, and various urgently needed items at home...

He suddenly wowed and burst into tears.

For such a long time, Chen Liang has been suppressing himself, desperately suppressing himself, even if he cried, he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that his mother would be sad, but at this moment, he wanted to cry out all the pain in his stomach , kept crying hoarsely, weeping exhaustedly, wiped away the tears, turned back and hugged the mother: "Mother, the son will be fine, the son will be successful in the future, and he will be filial to you. You must get better."

The weak woman's lips twitched, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes.

This scene did not only happen in this family. Su Wencheng visited all the way, and the Chen family was not the most miserable family he had ever seen.

This time, he spent less than 20 guan in silver, but bought a full [-] worth of supplies, so that all the families of the victims received good relief. Even if it was not enough, it was enough to make everyone feel peaceful. An'an, read through the difficulties smoothly.

The so-called saving the emergency but not the poor, what these ordinary people want is to be able to support and live, as long as there is such a small benefit, it is enough for them to be grateful.

It took less than half a month for Su Wencheng to do things so beautifully that even Zhou County Magistrate was amazed and couldn't help but admire him again.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it didn't take much effort.

Su Tong just came up with a small idea for his father - first let Su Wencheng discuss with the county magistrate, and let the government stand in front of the big weir to erect a monument of merit and virtue, on which it is written all the money that was paid to help the relatives of the victims The name of the contributor.

This is actually not a big deal, but for businessmen and even many dignitaries, it is a great thing. Life is alive, but fame and fortune are two words, and fame comes before benefits.

As soon as the news came out, there were ten times more people donating money and goods in Rugao County.

Then Su Tong told Su Wencheng to tell all merchants who intend to do business with the government that everyone bid anonymously, everyone marked the price, sent samples, and then the government would publicly review and determine the candidates.

Any businessman who wins the bid will be publicly announced by the government. In the next three years, this businessman will have the priority in all the business of the Rugao County government, showing his trust in the quality of his products. The price is naturally getting closer to the cost price, and I dare not earn too much, and the quality of the product will not be bad.

(End of this chapter)