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What, can you see something?

Liu Qingshan was stunned at first, and then he was delighted: Grandpa Wu, that's great!

Of course, he had confidence in Master Dumb's medical skills, but he didn't expect to recover so quickly. It only took more than half a month for him to regain his sight.

Taking a closer look, I saw that Wu Lao's eyes were bright, no longer the same as before. Even if he opened his eyes, it was dim and did not focus.

Haha, Xiaoshanzi, I can finally see you today. You are a good boy, but you are too handsome and lacking in heroism.

Old Wu was obviously in a good mood, and it would definitely be happier if he could see the sun again after losing his sight.

Liu Qingshan didn't care much about Mr. Wu's evaluation, and he was not a soldier.

Song Yizhen, who was next to him, quickly persuaded him, Brother Wu, put on your sunglasses first. During this time, you should still pay attention to protecting your eyes.

I just want to take a look at Xiaoshanzi, haha. Elder Wu put on his sunglasses again obediently.

Sunglasses can avoid the strong sunlight. In addition, after Wu Lao regained his vision, he couldn't help but want to look here and there, so he simply put these sunglasses on him.

These are the real sunglasses, that is, on the outside of the lens, a layer of ink is applied, and after wearing it, you don't want to see anything.

If it wasn't for his image, he would have put on a blindfold for Elder Wu.

After chatting for a while, the dumb grandfather led the two apprentices, Li Tieniu and Gao Feng, back to collect medicine.

Then there is the boiled medicine and acupuncture, and now Song Yizhen's technique is very pure.

Junior brother, hand me the moxa stick.

Song Yizhen was busy picking up needles in his hands, and greeted him in his mouth.

The so-called acupuncture actually includes two parts: acupuncture and burning. The needle is inserted into the acupoint, and then the acupoint is warmed with moxa sticks.

Brother, who's your name?

Liu Qingshan looked around, and there seemed to be no one else around. It was the first time he saw acupuncture for Mr. Wu, so he gathered in front of him to watch the excitement.

Junior Brother Qingshan,

call you.

Song Yizhen turned his head and looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile.

Liu Qingshan looked at him: This old gentleman has white hair and beard, he is over seventy years old, and he still calls me Junior Brother, is this really okay?

He faintly felt that the temperament of this old Mr. Song seemed to have changed, but he couldn't tell what the change was.

In fact, Song Yizhen's excitement and joy these days is no worse than that of Mr. Wu.

By learning the acupuncture methods of the dumb grandpa, he could obviously feel his medical progress.

Not only medical skills, but through the example of the dumb grandfather, Mr. Song felt that his previous philosophy of practicing medicine had been overturned, and his whole person had undergone fundamental changes.

Under the gratitude of his heart, he even considered himself a disciple of the dumb senior, so he called Liu Qingshan Junior Brother.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too old, he would have followed Gao Feng and the others and called him Senior Brother Liu Qingshan.

So, after listening to Song Yizhen's explanation, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but blink.

He could feel that the old gentleman was serious.

That junior brother is junior, so he shouted cheerfully: Senior brother, I will help you get the moxa stick.

The mugwort sticks are all homemade. The mugwort that was picked on the Dragon Boat Festival was dried and processed. After lighting it, the pungent fragrance of mugwort was immediately diffused in the house.

Liu Qingshan saw that the two moths hiding in the corner were smoked and flew out of the wooden house.

Soon, Xiao Wu was also pulled outside the house and wandered to the back of the house.

Xiao Wu pointed to the stone on the ground and asked, Qingshan, what kind of stone are you? I was squatting here that day watching ants move bugs, and found that the stone seems to be still shiny inside?

You are so idle.

Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes at him, but this guy actually discovered the secret of the rough jadeite and had to figure out a way to fool him.

While he was thinking about it, he heard someone call him in front of him: Qingshan is back, just in time, a lot of wild fruits have come down from the mountain, and tomorrow I will ask people to go up the mountain to pick fruits and make a monkey bar.

As soon as he heard the voice, it was Lao Guo, who also grew up in the woods every day, looking forward to the ripening of wild fruits.

Liu Qingshan also took advantage of the situation to pull Xiao Wu and ran to the front of the house, only to see Lao Guo with a straw hat on his head and a handful of blueberry in his hand.

Qingshan, this fruit was given to me by the monkey, haha, these guys all know how to give me gifts now.

Lao Guo boasted with a smug look on his face, and threw a blue fruit into his mouth.

Why don't you give the monkeys so many delicious treats every day. Liu Qingshan also went over and picked up a blueberry.

The color of this fruit is similar to that of blueberry. It is larger than blueberry, oblong, slightly pointed at the front, and shaped like a ***, so the locals call it sheep***.

In the mouth, there is a hint of bitterness in the sweet and sour taste, and the taste is still very special. This stuff is best mixed with some sugar.

While eating the fruit, while discussing the candidates with Lao Guo, Liu Qingshan thought about it and asked, Is it enough to send 60 people?

Enough, enough!

Lao Guo is overjoyed and plans to expand the production of monkey wine this year, of course, the more the better.

Then ten adults, lead fifty children. Liu Qingshan said again.

It turned out to be a group of Boy Scouts, Lao Guo grinned.

Hey, the children are faster, the adults are responsible for safety and transportation, the cooperative manages meals at noon, and each person adds two tea eggs. Liu Qingshan quickly arranged it properly.

Mai Qiu'er is coming soon. The main labor force in the village, except for the mountains, has to go to harvest the wheat. There are really not many people.

And the silage is about to start, which also requires manpower.

Fortunately, there are three other villages that have formed an alliance, and they can also help to harvest wild fruits, but they have to pay more or less hard work.

Early the next morning, the children gathered in front of Liu Qingshan's house, just in time for the summer vacation. They all gathered together, and they didn't have to worry about them sneaking into the river to swim or something.

Uncle Boss and Da Zhangluo, the adults, drove a few large carriages and pulled the children up the mountain.

The little wazis got together, and they didn't have any honesty. At this moment, Mr. Liu Ying went to study and further studies.

What red star is going to fight according to me, what little bamboo row is in the middle of the river, and the singing is quite lively.

Brother, we have finished singing the songs of our club.

The little old fourth reported the new situation to Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan understood this in seconds, so he cleared his throat: Then I will teach you a new song.

it is good!

The kids all clapped their hands.

Liu Qingshan started singing: The king sent me to patrol the mountain...

The children were so happy that they all leaned forward and back together on the carriage.

The owner of the car and the others were also happy: Haha, with Qingshan leading these little boys, they are all happy to compete one by one.

When he arrived at the woodcut, he prepared the food and drink he brought, and Lao Guo talked about the types and requirements of picking mountain fruits, and then divided into five teams and got into the woods.

Of course Liu Qingshan followed along, as well as Grandpa Dumb and Li Tieniu, who also followed along while taking care of the safety of the children.

In addition, there is a special big bodyguard, the big bear, who is also behind Liu Qingshan's ass.

The forests on their side are well guarded. Under Liu Qingshan's advocacy in the past two years, they have rarely organized hunting, so the number of wild animals is increasing.

Wow, jump jump!

Seeing the little roe deer jumping over with that unique pace, Little Old Four immediately opened his arms.

This little roe deer, who doesn't take the usual route, has been sent to Woodcut Leng for raising, and when he sees the fourth and fifth, he is very affectionate.

Based on its unique running posture, Xiao Lao Si named it Jump.

In addition to the roe deer, the group of mountain donkeys were also tied up in this forest, grazing leisurely.

Shan Xing also suddenly cheered: Brother, look at you, there are several more cubs!

June and July are the season when mountain donkeys give birth. There are four mothers in this group, two give birth to one cub, and two give birth to two cubs.

So a total of six young musk deer were born, making the number of this population break through to more than ten at once.

Because the mother musk deer are all tied to the tree, these little musk deer don't run far away, they all move near the mother beast.

The little guys weren't too afraid of people. Seeing Shan Xing squatting there and extending her little hand, a little musk deer came up and licked Shan Xing's palm with her little tongue.

And the lame mountain donkey also came up. This guy is the most free. He doesn't need to be tied and can walk around.

This also led it to successfully complete the mission of breeding offspring with a mother musk deer, otherwise, the lame one would have been eliminated long ago.

The fourth little brother came over and touched Lin She's small fangs with a smile.

Other beasts with fangs look fierce, but the fangs of a mountain donkey only make you laugh.

Musk is generally available in winter, because the mountain donkey will not enter the breeding season until then, and the male musk musk secretes musk, which is actually used to attract the female musk.

This seems to be the exact opposite of humans.

Saying goodbye to this group of babies, the children also entered the state and began to eat wild fruits.

Of course, you have to eat first, and then work when you have enough.

So soon, the little mouths of the children were all dyed purple.

In fact, what Liu Qingshan said was right. The little boys did this work very quickly with their little hands.

Several adults went back and forth, transporting the mountain fruit to the woodcut, all busy.

Liu Qingshan picked up two baskets of blueberry fruit to the woodcut, and when he came back with an empty burden, he heard a group of little kids shouting, saying that they were going to pick mushrooms.

There are already some mushrooms this month, but most of them are inedible, so Liu Qingshan hurried up to check.

On a fallen tree, I saw clusters of golden mushrooms covering the entire trunk, like blooming flowers.

Brother Qingshan, we found the yellow mushroom! Gouzuzi reported happily.

It is indeed the yellow mushroom. It is not only beautiful in appearance, but also very nutritious. It also tastes strong in flavor. It is considered to be a relatively high-quality mushroom among the fungi in the mountains.

At the beginning of July, Yuhuang mushroom just appeared, and the number was not large, so Liu Qingshan waved his hand: Pick it, we will eat this at noon!

Is there any meat? Fried elm and yellow mushroom with meat is the best.

Dumplings, Yuhuang mushroom dumplings are the best!

The boys soon argued.

Liu Qingshan recalled, it seems that when pigs were killed during the Dragon Boat Festival, there were really a few pieces of meat in the refrigerator.

The main reason is that there are not many people eating rice at home recently, so I don't eat much, so I said: If there is meat, of course there is meat, making dumplings is too troublesome, so let's stir-fry the meat with yellow mushrooms!

Oh, the children cheered for a while, and they quickly picked up the elm and yellow mushrooms from this tree.

During the scramble, some were also ruined, and they were all broken.

A fallen tree was enough to pick up two big baskets of yellow elm mushrooms, and Liu Qingshan happily picked it back: too many, let's eat one basket and dry one basket.

When he returned again, the children were playing there again, working and playing, which was originally the patent of the little children.

I saw Er Xiaozi holding a brown sharp thing in his hand, and he was still muttering something in his mouth:

East crooked, west crooked, noon crooked.

With his chanting, the thing in his hand twisted back and forth, as if he was really obedient.

This little trick is also a favorite of rural children. When they find chrysalis, they usually like to play with it.

The pupa tip can move back and forth, that is, it is crooked, and if it stays upright, it is equivalent to noon, noon.

It's just that this chrysalis is a bit big, almost catching up with Liu Qingshan's thumb.

Work, work, work quickly.

Liu Qingshan turned into Liu Papi, shouting in his mouth, and snatched the big chrysalis from Er Zizi's hand.

As soon as Er Xiaozi saw it, he wanted to zoom in again, and Liu Qingshan patted his skull:

Don't cry chickens and birds, I'll find more silkworm pupae and fry them for you at noon.

As soon as he heard the food, Er Zizi was instantly happy: Brother Qingshan, there are a lot of silkworm chrysalis on that catalpa tree. Is this thing really edible?

Just don't bite your tongue off then. Liu Qingshan followed the direction of Er Zhizi's fingers, found the walnut tree, looked up, and passed over the leaves, with silkworm cocoons rolled up one by one.

They call it the mountain silkworm, which belongs to the tussah class. Like this wild one, it has not been artificially domesticated, so the silkworm cocoons are not so neat and the color is not so white.

Liu Qingshan climbed directly to the tree, and soon the cocoons began to fall from the tree.

Peel off the cocoon, and inside is the silkworm chrysalis like just now.

The silkworm chrysalis of the tussah silkworm is very large, and of course it tastes very fragrant, and it is extremely nutritious and most nourishing.

Peeling off the cocoons, some silkworm chrysalis have not yet evolved, and the surface is still green.

But if you leave it overnight, it will turn into that dark brown color the next day.

On these nearby trees, he got half a basket of silkworm cocoons, and Liu Qingshan went back to the woodcut, and together with Aunt Zhang, peeled out the silkworm chrysalis.

Boil it in boiling water, cut it in half, and fry it or fry it.

There are also elm mushrooms that I picked up. After blanching, I fry more than half of the pot with sliced ​​meat, and add a pot of vegetable soup, pancakes and tea eggs. The lunch is also very rich.

Wash your hands and eat!

Hearing the movement of the children returning, the old man Wu, who was wearing sunglasses, shouted happily.

He also took off his sunglasses and deliberately took a good look at the fourth and fifth. Well, they were as cute as he imagined.

Grandpa Wu, you eat silkworm chrysalis, the elder brother said that this thing is very nourishing. The fourth youngest put vegetables into the bowl of the old man Wu.

There is also this yellow mushroom, which is also very nutritious. Shan Xing also served the old man with vegetables on the other side.

The old man Wu, who was caught in the middle, was so happy that he could not close his mouth.

Well, silkworm chrysalis is really delicious. The little kids are greedy and dare to eat anything, although they all know that this thing is made by big green worms, but it still tastes delicious.

Song Yizhen also ate the silkworm chrysalis happily. Such a fresh silkworm chrysalis is indeed a great supplement. If Director Fan was here, he would definitely be able to come up with other tricks.

After eating a mouthful of silkworm chrysalis and seeing Liu Qingshan and the group of little boys, Song Yizhen was suddenly very touched:

Perhaps, they are like silkworm chrysalis. Sooner or later, they will break the chrysalis into a butterfly, blooming the most beautiful life...