Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

We drove on and off along the way and finally managed to send the person to the village entrance before dinner.

Yang Ziling, whose face turned blue from vomiting, asked Yang Qingdai for consent, and the two decided to get off the car at the village entrance and walk home slowly.

He stuffed a pack of cigarettes he had bought in Yangcheng into Zhang Guochang's pocket and sent him away without any emotion.

He took Yang Ziling and slowly walked back home.

Not far away, we saw the Chen brothers and Qu Dongdong sitting in a pavilion not far from the village entrance, with their bamboo baskets at their feet.

The three of them also saw Yang Qingdai and her brother returning at the same time, carrying bamboo baskets and walking towards them.

Except for Yang Ziling who looked a little unwell, the other two were safe and sound. The three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing you're back. We were just discussing asking the captain to borrow a bicycle to go back to town to find you." The tall and strong Qu Dongdong's eyes were red.

Yang Qingdai's heart tightened and her nose felt a little sour. They were waiting for them at the village entrance specifically for the siblings to return.

Past and Present.

This was the first time someone was concerned about her safety and waited for her on her way home.

This strange feeling seems to be quite good.

The next day, they went to work as usual. Secretary Yang informed them at the Youth League Home that new youths would arrive that day and asked them to arrange accommodation for them.

Everyone in the Youth House: !!!

Why are there more people here? The difference between the two groups of educated youth is less than a month? What's going on?

I asked three questions in a row, but unfortunately no one gave me an answer.

Qu Dongdong muttered with a bitter face: "I wonder if there are many female educated youth coming here?"

She didn't want to be like Sister Xuan and the others, with five people squeezed on one kang, and turning over was like a fight.

The male educated youth's expression became even uglier after hearing this.

The male educated youth were even taller and stronger. They finally waited until the two brothers Chen Yu and Chen Xiao bought their own house and moved out. However, after a few days of sleeping in the spacious house, another person came.

It's quite warm in the cold winter, but in the hot summer, it's hard to get by even if you squeeze in.

The depressed atmosphere in the Youth League Home continued until the team leader, with a face darker than the ash at the bottom of a pot, appeared at the Youth League Home with four male educated youths. The mood of the male educated youths then sank to the bottom.

There are 11 male educated youths in the Youth House! Together with Chen Yu and Chen Xiao who moved out, the total number is 13! !

Seeing that they were all male educated youth, Shen Xuan gave Liu Anbang a comforting look and led the female educated youth to prepare dinner with peace of mind.

It was like a bolt from the blue, and Liu Anbang wanted to resign from his position as the head of the Youth League Institute.

Among the four male educated youth who came, two of them were surnamed Li. They had eyes rolling around and looked like rats. It was obvious at first glance that they were not good people.

As an educated youth, he knew that he should not promote feudal superstitions, but he really wanted to ask the team leader whether there were any immortals in the Qingshan Brigade. He wanted to worship them and keep himself safe.

If Yang Qingdai was present, she would definitely recognize that the two male educated youths with the surname Li were Li Dagou and Li Laoer, who were knocked down by her in the small western-style building in Yangcheng before.

As soon as he entered the Youth League Home, his eyes darted around looking for Yang Qingdai.

Their father said that Yang Qingdai had stolen all of their family property and asked them brothers to find Yang Qingdai and take back everything that belonged to their family no matter what means they had to use.

Worried that they wouldn't be able to cope, he contacted the people hiding in the Youth League Home for help.

Liu Anbang was exhausted, but he gritted his teeth and compromised for the sake of this year's Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University quota.

He briefly talked about the rules of the Youth League Home, the distribution of private plots, the use of earthen stoves and iron pots, etc.

He dragged his tired body out of the gate of the Youth League Home and went to find the team leader.

Yang Qingdai, who slacked off and dug herbs at work every day and went home to eat after work, had no idea that her future days would be particularly "exciting".

After eating the dinner carefully prepared by Yang Ziling, Yang Qingdai, with a bulging belly, took the chef to the village for a walk to digest the food.

Passing by the captain's house, the eldest son Wang Heping rushed out anxiously, and when he saw Yang Qingdai and her brother, he acted as if he had seen a savior.

"Hurry, hurry, Xiao Yang, my dad just fell down accidentally and can't even lift his hands. He asked me to come find you."

He ordered Yang Ziling to carry the medical box that he had asked a carpenter to customize after arriving in the village, and then he followed Wang Heping into the captain's house.

"It hurts so damn much. My feet slipped and my arm feels like it's broken." The captain screamed.

Yang Qingdai hurried forward, gently lifted his hand and checked it briefly.

Every time I lightly press a joint bone, I ask him if it hurts.

As soon as my hand touched his elbow, the captain let out a scream.

The captain was sweating profusely. "It hurts, it hurts, Xiao Yang, please be gentle."

"The elbow joint is dislocated, and there may be a fracture. You need to rest for at least three months and cannot do heavy work. Comrade Wang Heping, please..."

"Ah~" The captain's scream interrupted Yang Qingdai's words.

After he finished screaming, Yang Qingdai, who had reset his joints, continued calmly, "Please find two wooden boards about one foot long. Ziling, come here and hold the captain's arm like this. Yes, hold him like this, don't let him move."

He instructed Yang Ziling to fix the captain's arm, took out the bone-setting herb powder from the medicine box, stirred it with medicinal stream water, and applied it on the captain's arm.

With the assistance of Yang Ziling, Wang Heping was tied up with bandages and a wooden board was fixed on both sides of his arms to prevent secondary injury.

"Okay, come back to me in three days to change the medicine. Tomorrow I will go to the mountains to find some Chinese herbs that can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis and treat injuries. I will prepare them and send them to you."

The captain felt a slightly cool sensation in his arm and was surprised to find that his hand was not as painful anymore.

"Xiao Yang, you are a very good doctor."

The team leader smiled happily and mentioned again that he wanted her to go to the clinic. "Xiao Yang, you should come to the clinic to help. I will give you six work points a day. How about that?"

"Do I need to sit in the office all day?" If I have to stay in the clinic all day, it would not be worth it even if I was given 60 work points.

The captain wiggled his only movable hand and said, "No, no. You can go to the mountain to collect herbs anytime, and go to the clinic when you need them. But I have a request, can you leave some of the dried herbs for the clinic?"

He touched his nose and said, "I know that this will hurt Young Yang. How about I discuss this with Secretary Yang and Accountant Zhang and give you eight work points a day?"

He sighed and continued to lobby Yang Qingdai, "You also know that not only is our brigade health department short of medicine, but the county hospital is also short of medicine.

We mentioned your earlier idea of ​​teaching villagers to collect herbs to the commune, but it was rejected. We discussed it and decided that if you are willing, we could allocate a piece of land to you in the name of the brigade, and you could try to grow Chinese herbal medicine.

If we can achieve some results, we will go to the commune and ask them for funds and tools.”

At the end, the captain didn't dare to look Yang Qingdai in the eyes.

We invited people to work at the clinic, and asked them to go up the mountain to collect herbs and make medicine themselves, and prepare medicinal materials for the clinic.

No matter what, it's just that I'm not doing the right thing.