happy looking back

of! "Wang Xiong was so anxious that he shook his hands and head rapidly, and there was a mournful cry of the little beast being injured in his throat. A pair of eyes that were so timid that they never dared to look at me were looking at me pleadingly, and the last glow in the stove fainted. After dyeing that pale face, for a moment I felt that Wang Xiong was very feminine.

"Brother Wang knew that Brother Li had a cold, so he boiled the water!" Looking at Wang Xiong's sad and terrified expression, and continuing to tease him, I was afraid of being struck by lightning.So I blinked my eyes innocently and nodded with certainty.

"En!" Wang Xiong buried his head deeper into his chest, and replied in a very shy muffled voice.

"Baby, don't bully Brother Wang Xiong~~~" Shi Lei who came in with a pile of dry firewood happened to see Wang Xiong curled up like a boiled shrimp, his whole body was glowing sickly red.

"How could I bully Brother Wang!" I coquettishly took Wang Xiong's slightly resisting arm, pouted my lips to protest Shi Lei's indiscriminate slander, "If you don't believe me, ask Brother Wang! Right, Brother Wang?" Seeing Shi Lei's inquiring gaze, Wang Xiong couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Baby——I didn't bully——Baby is very good." The few words he managed to choke out seemed to exhaust all the strength in Wang Xiong's body.I could feel the scorching heat on Wang Xiong's slender hand bones and the limp sagging after tension.Looking at his bright red eyelids flickering with wrinkled light, it seems like a stone thrown into the abyss, causing the endless darkness to flash through the imaginative ripples.Could it be——, probably not.I squinted my eyes like searchlights, and looked at Shi Lei burningly.

Sweating profusely, Shi Lei put a bundle of firewood beside Wang Xiong, then turned around and picked up the melon scoop on the water tank, "gudong gudong" and gulped down the water, the well water that was too late to swallow was like two long The water column slipped from the corner of his mouth and wet the front of his chest.It seems that I am overthinking, Shi Lei is normal.

"Does Wang Xiong have any more rice?" Shi Lei wiped the corners of his mouth clean.

"Only - only half a sack left." Wang Xiong lowered his head and unconsciously folded the twigs in his hands.

"There are still five months to live, this half sack of grain—" Shi Lei sat down on the bamboo chair in the kitchen helplessly, staring blankly at the mottled roof.

"Why is there only half a sack left?" I remember that the amount of food distributed by my grandfather was a unified national standard: from the child who fell to the ground to the age of three, the child's food was 32 catties a year, and from the age of three to eight, it was ten catties a month. Eight catties of grain, from the age of eight to old age, is 16 catties of grain a month.This grain refers to coarse grains that have not been threshed. A catty here is [-] taels, which is the conversion method at this time.

It is also fortunate that the year is good, so there is so much grain harvest.The first time I heard my grandfather talk, I was very surprised. According to this calculation method, even unthreshed coarse grains are enough to eat white rice for fifteen days a month.

But later I realized how naive my thinking was. Work points were converted into coarse grains based on the market price of rice grains and distributed to households. The seven things that opened the door: oil, rice, firewood, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea. These coarse grains are deducted.In other words, what is earned in the 21st century is money, but in this era, what is earned is coarse grains, and the money to buy the "seven things" is the money earned from selling coarse grains.Doing the calculations in this way, you know that life is hard, and you can drink gruel as much as you can without eating rice.

"Yang Peng and Fan Qiyun, both refused to eat the porridge even if it was too thin, and they pretended to be the families of revolutionary heroes!" Shi Lei became more and more angry as he thought about it, and he punched the table hard with a "bang", "Okay In a drama, the two of them desperately want to be the leading actors. Let’s do it, and let no one say it, you are really spoiled cadres’ children!” Shi Lei opened up the repressed chatterbox, and cracklingly recounted the two people’s various bad habits, venting It was only after the livid face eased a little.

"Then how do you spend this winter?"

I don't even have winter food reserves, so I really don't know how to live at home.Yang Peng and Fan Qiyun are two high-ranking officials, and it is conceivable that both of them are revolutionary family members who came out of the big courtyard.Come to Xiaohe Village, which is poor but has a good reputation, to be gilded. If you go back and join the army, you can also get a good army.

But Shi Lei, Wang Xiong and Kong Xiayan are different. They responded to the country's call to go to the countryside to practice in order to have a good birth certificate in the future, nothing more.If Kong Xiayan can keep up with Yang Peng, it will definitely turn a pheasant into a phoenix.No matter how bad it was with my little uncle Ge Yuanchao, it was a pheasant turning into a gray swan. Although it was gray or a little gray, it was still a swan.

"I'm also worrying about this." Shi Lei drooped his head decadently.Food is not an article, it cannot be held back.

"This matter can only be discussed with grandpa." I bit my finger and muttered. When it comes to food issues, it is a major issue of national livelihood. I can only ask grandpa for a discount, but it is estimated that grandpa will move half of the rice warehouse at home.Although it is terribly distressed, if someone dies from starvation, it will be grandpa who will suffer and be tired.

"Baby, you are my real brother!" Shi Lei flew up to me excitedly, and knelt down on one knee with a "plop".

"My father can't give birth to a son as old as you!" I pursed my lips in "disgust", walked around the stupid Shi Lei arrogantly, and walked out of the kitchen unsteadily.

Li Xiqing leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep, but with slightly frowning brows and fluttering eyelashes, it could be imagined that he was sinking into a dream.I tiptoed to the bed, and gently covered Li Xiqing with the quilt I brought.Just when I was about to leave, Li Xiqing grabbed my shoulders, stabilized my weight, and plunged into Li Xiqing's arms.

"It's not honest to be sick!" I raised my head angrily and wanted to give him a bite, but found that Li Xiqing's eyes were closed tightly on her blushing face, and the slightly trembling eyelashes at the corners of her eyes were soaked with faint tears.

"Dad~~~" Li Xiqing, who had a serious fever, murmured in his dreams, but the soft title of "Dad" was unspeakable.It's hard for me to tell from his wrinkled expression whether it's yearning or hatred, the blood is connected, I would rather believe that this is the expression of Li Xiqing's awkward homesickness.

Gently apply the cold towel in the wrung washbasin to Li Xiqing's forehead, watching his frowning brows gradually ease.However, the hot breath and the "wheezing" sound of the blocked nose made him sleep peacefully.

Medicine

After re-soaking the towel on Li Xiqing's forehead, I carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt, and then walked towards the embankment on the bank of the Yangtze River with a bamboo basket on my back.

When I was digging crabs with my dad last time, I seemed to see pinches of reviving grass and chrysanthemum grass in the dim moonlight. In the 21st century, traditional Chinese medicine is popular all over China. Although I don’t know the difference in appearance between wild ginseng and artificially cultivated ginseng, these two herbs are highly respected because of their unique growth habits and natural nourishment and tenacious vitality.

After walking along the path in my memory for more than an hour, I found a dark green plant hidden in the fir bushes. The round leaves are thick and round, and the rhizomes are dark red and grow tightly against the ground. This is the resurrection grass.According to traditional Chinese medicine, this herb has the effect of improving immunity and activating tendons and blood.

Legend has it that Sun Simiao lived to be more than 140 years old because of taking this kind of plant all the year round, so this kind of plant has such a mysterious and famous name, called "resurrection grass".

Excitedly, I went into the woods, pinched the roots of the Resurrection Grass and cut off the whole plant as completely as possible.Be careful not to damage the root system buried deep in the soil, and look forward to germination in the coming year.I don't know how long I kept cutting like this. I only know that my squatting calf went numb three times before I picked a little bit of reviving grass sticking to the bottom of the bamboo basket.

The leaves of the chrysanthemum grass are long and narrow like chrysanthemum petals, green in color, and has a cool mint taste.This herb is effective in clearing heat and detoxifying, relieving cough and thin phlegm.Its growth habit is the same as that of the Resurrection Grass, so you can usually find traces of Chrysanthemum Grass wherever you see Resurrection Grass.

With my back bent, I used the shovel in my hand to push down the vines growing around me, looking for traces of chrysanthemum grass around the revival grass inch by inch like sweeping mines.Hard work pays off, and I found this beautifully shaped chrysanthemum grass on the slope of the port about 100 meters away from the Resurrection Grass.

Picking off the young leaves of the chrysanthemum grass with the force of your fingernails as carefully as picking vegetables is a delicate job.Seeing the sun go down, he didn't care about the numbness of his legs, and waved his hands quickly at the same time.

Suddenly, the right belly finger touched something that was slightly hard and horny, and his heart trembled violently, and his whole body broke out in a cold sweat.It's a "snake"!I tightly held the shovel in my hand, gently brushed aside the surrounding vines, and saw a black-spotted snake as thick as an adult man's thumb at the place where my fingertips touched just now.

Round head, round tail, black spots all over the body are regularly distributed on both sides of the abdomen, a pair of cold and dark eyes are looking at me vigilantly, the blood-red snake letter is hesitating, making a threatening sound of "chi chi".

"How dare you show off your non-poisonous fake style!" Looking at the black-spotted snake showing off its power, it is commonly known as "the catty snake".He couldn't help being angry from his heart, and evil from his courage, he picked up the shovel and didn't care whether he was beaten to death or not, just slammed down.I don't know if it's annoyed or ashamed to feel resentment in my heart, but after beating, I feel refreshed.

"No, I can't help but beat it!" Seeing that the black-spotted snake's forehead was shattered like tofu dregs, I tiptoed forward, pinched its tail and put the whole snake into the basket behind me, "Go back Let Dad cook a snake soup and try something new." After finishing the work in hand, I looked up at the sun in the west, and hurried home with a basket on my back.

Under the offensive of my pure and innocent expression, my father unconditionally believes that these wild herbs and black-spotted snakes are all thanks to Shi Lei.Because I'm afraid of grandpa's iron face