The daily garden of rebirth

The next day, Zhang Mei came over early in the morning, bringing some fresh melons and fruits and a duck.

When she heard that Gu Zhaoyang was injured yesterday, she was so worried that she didn't fall asleep all night, tossing and turning, if it wasn't too late for her to hear the news, she probably rushed over by then.

Just when she knocked on the door, Zhang Mei hurriedly asked Tang Qianhe when she saw Tang Qianhe: "Is there nothing wrong with Xiaoyang? Is he awake? Has the doctor come to see him?"

Tang Qianhe was holding a tray in his hand. On the tray were a bowl of medicine, a bowl of gruel and a few dishes of side dishes, all of which were to be sent to Gu Zhaoyang. Zhang Mei pulled him so hard that he almost poured it over.

Tang Qianhe stabilized the tray in his hand, and then said patiently: "Aunt Zhang, I made you worry. Xiaoyang has nothing serious and has woken up. The old doctor came to see it yesterday and said that he just has some headaches. Hit, the injury is not serious, drink a few medicines, rest for a few more days and you will be fine."

When Zhang Mei heard this, she could finally relax after worrying all night, so she clasped her hands together and murmured, "Fortunately, there is nothing wrong, God bless God, good luck..."

After finishing speaking, he patted his chest with some lingering fear, and said, "Otherwise, I don't know how to be worthy of his mother's spirit in heaven..."

Tang Qianhe looked at Zhang Mei and saw that she was carrying a bamboo basket and a duck in her hand, so he said, "Aunt Zhang, put your things down first, let's go and see Xiaoyang first, he hasn't had breakfast yet, eat I still need to take medicine after breakfast."

"Yes, yes, we are going to see Xiaoyang." Zhang Mei slapped her head when she heard this, and found a place to put down the things in her hands, and then followed Tang Qianhe into the room.

After a night of recuperation, and drinking chicken soup stewed with ginseng picked by Tang Qianhe from the space, Gu Zhaoyang has actually recovered a lot, and because of the water in the space, his headache symptoms have also been reduced a lot. It was just a slight pain, and his face looked weak and pale.

Hearing that the door was pushed open, Gu Zhaoyang, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, pushed his elbows, and sat up by himself. He tilted his head, looked at Zhang Mei who was walking behind Tang Qianhe, blinked, and spoke in a hoarse voice. Shouted: "Auntie."

Zhang Mei looked at Gu Zhaoyang on the bed, although his face was still a little pale, but he was indeed energetic, and he was completely relieved, so she hurried to the bedside, sat down and asked him with concern: "Xiaoyang, how do you feel, where is your body?" Are you uncomfortable?"

Gu Zhaoyang shook his head, and said slowly: "Auntie, I don't feel uncomfortable at all, and I feel much better today."

Zhang Mei looked at Gu Zhaoyang whose head was wrapped in gauze, and touched it with distressed hands, "It's all wrapped up like this, how can it be fine, it will hurt, auntie is not an outsider, you don't have to be so strong."

Hearing this, Gu Zhaoyang felt a little helpless, and looked over Zhang Mei to Tang Qianhe, his eyes blinking, as if asking for help.

Tang Qianhe knew that Gu Zhaoyang was really much better. He glanced at it with a smile, and then walked to the bedside with a bowl of porridge, and said to Zhang Mei: "Aunt Zhang, I want Xiaoyang to have some breakfast first. Belly."

Only then did Zhang Mei realize that Gu Zhaoyang hadn't had breakfast yet, so she quickly got out of the way.

Seeing how Tang Qianhe was feeding Gu Zhaoyang spoonfuls of food, she felt that she was not comfortable staying idle and having nothing to do, so she volunteered to go out to help Tang Qianhe water the vegetable garden next to the house and water the yard again. The chickens in the coop were fed some brown rice, and then the two cows were fed grass.

After doing this, she took Gu Zhili and Gu Yule to play for a while, and when she saw Tang Qianhe coming out of the house, she stepped forward again and said, "Xiaoqian, let's go up the mountain together later, and find out if there is any For things like wild ginseng, I brought a duck here, and if there is any, I put them together and stewed them to nourish Xiaoyang’s body, and it’s going to be winter soon, so I can’t get well soon.”

Tang Qianhe listened, and said: "Auntie, you don't need to go up the mountain to look for it. I bought a wild ginseng from someone yesterday, and I stewed a hen last night, and there are some left over. I just stewed it today. duck."

Zhang Mei nodded when she heard this, and said, "Oh, so you bought it from someone, but it costs a lot of money to buy a ginseng plant, so don't spend money recklessly next time. Walking around, there are still young wild ginseng, when I gave birth to florets, Da Zhuang's father dug a plant for me to nourish my body."

"Understood, Aunt Zhang, I will remember." Tang Qianhe said, he knew that Zhang Mei was doing it for their own good.

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Tang Qianhe took out the quilt and sheets that were not aired yesterday, hung them in the yard, and then patted them with a wooden stick.

Zhang Mei looked at it, put down Gu Yule in her arms, came over to help, then remembered something, and asked aloud: "Xiaoqian, can you kill ducks? If not, I will kill them. Help me Boil some hot water, I will go back and cook for the two children later."

Although Tang Qianhe had already learned how to kill chickens and ducks, he was still a bit novice. It took a lot of effort to kill a chicken, so when he heard that Zhang Mei wanted to help, he nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll boil the water."

Zhang Mei nodded, took out the duck she had brought from the cage, walked to a corner, put a bowl on the ground, and killed the duck very quickly.

After draining the blood, Tang Qian and the boiled water over there recovered. He poured the water into a large basin, and the two began to handle the duck together.

Tang Qianhe heard Gu Zhaoyang mentioning that both Zhang Mei and Zhang Er had mentioned to the village chief about building roads yesterday, so he asked aloud: "Aunt Zhang, what is the main reason for Xiaoyang's injury this time?" Or it’s because the mountain road out of the village has never been repaired, it’s all a dirt road, and it’s raining and the muddy road is slippery, so I thought, should we suggest to the village chief to repair this road?”

Zhang Mei was lowering her head and concentrating on plucking the duck. Suddenly, when Tang Qianhe mentioned the matter of road construction, she raised her head, looked at it for a while, then shook her head slightly, and sighed leisurely.

Zhang Mei said: "Hey, you can see that there is only one way for us to go out of the village, but this road has always been like this, and it is difficult to walk, especially when it is raining, we must be careful. If you are not careful, you will fall down, which makes everyone unwilling to come into our village."

Speaking of this, she paused, and continued: "Back then, when I just gave birth to Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang's father also fell once. After he recovered, I still have my son and Xiao Yang. Both his parents have mentioned that the road should be repaired, but unfortunately, the folks in the village feel that the road needs to be spent in taels of money, and most of them are unwilling to pay, so this idea is put on hold, and there is no further action."

Tang Qianhe listened, and asked, "Haven't you tried to persuade the folks? There are many benefits to repairing this road."

Zhang Mei smiled and said, "Why didn't we say it? We did. We told them that after repairing the road, they wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt if they accidentally slipped their feet on rainy days, but Everyone said, just be careful."

"Then we said that after repairing the road, it would save a lot of time to go in and out of the village, but everyone didn't think so. After all, we don't have much time to go out of the village, so we have no other way."

They have been simple and honest villagers all their lives, and they don't know much about business, and they don't know how to attract business. Thinking about it a little bit more, when persuading the villagers, they didn't touch what everyone wanted most, but they just said very simple words honestly.

They did not expect that the biggest beneficiaries of the road being repaired are the villagers of the entire village. Only when the road is repaired can the village become rich.

Tang Qianhe: "..."

After listening to Zhang Mei's persuasion to the villagers, Tang Qianhe felt a little helpless. This is not going to work. Although it has something to do with himself, it can't touch their most exciting place at all.

The slippery and dangerous roads they mentioned are indeed problems that can be avoided as long as they are careful. How can the villagers be willing to pay five or six taels of money to build roads?

After all, five or six taels of silver, saving one province, is enough for a family to live for more than three years.

Zhang Mei looked at Tang Qianhe's expression, blinked, and asked him, "What's the matter, did we say something wrong?"

Tang Qianhe shook his head with a smile, and then said: "Aunt Zhang, what you said is not wrong, but your purpose is too direct."

Seeing Zhang Mei's incomprehensible look and looking at him blankly, Tang Qianhe explained: "This road has been repaired. Although it can prevent the villagers from being injured due to carelessness when going in and out, it can also save some time. But the most fundamental thing is that it can bring other benefits to the villagers, and it can bring more money to everyone.”

Tang Qianhe said: "If a village wants to become rich, the first thing is to let everyone know about this place, and the most important thing is to have a wide road that is easy to walk. If the road is not smooth, no one wants to enter the village. Don't know this place."

"Although the villagers in Linshui Village can be self-sufficient, they only have enough food and clothing, and there will be nothing more. The villagers don't want to earn more silver, save more money, have a lot of fish and meat, and don't fear the severe cold , Don’t be afraid of midsummer when it’s hot, don’t worry about whether there will be a natural disaster every day, so that the food they have worked so hard to plant will not be harvested next year?”

Seeing that Zhang Mei's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, Gu Zhaoyang twitched the corners of his mouth and continued: "Besides, which villager doesn't want their children to go to school, but Linshui Village is too closed, even the teacher doesn't want to come in , many children in the village are at the age when they should go to school, but now they can’t read big characters, and they just run to the mountains every day. If the road is repaired, teachers will be invited from the city to build the school , the children in the village can go to school..."

Zhang Mei listened to the benefits that Tang Qianhe could bring after the road construction listed one by one, and imagined the scene out of thin air. She found that such a life was nothing more than what they yearned for, so she was a little dazed.

Then I thought about it carefully, that's right, why were they so stupid at the beginning, didn't they just want to say that, after the road is repaired, the whole village will definitely benefit the most.

She sighed, indeed, those who have read the book are different from those who have not read the book. They can see things more clearly, and the analysis can make the listener fully understand at once.

Therefore, Zhang Mei's eyes were extremely bright, and she was very excited: "Xiaoqian, what you said made me understand immediately."

After speaking, Zhang Mei stopped, and then said: "Ah, no, I will talk to Da Zhuang's father when I go back later, let him find the villagers who agreed to build the road before, and we will count together, and when the time comes Go to the village chief and explain this to everyone."

Tang Qianhe didn't expect to have such a big response when he mentioned this to Zhang Mei, so he laughed immediately: "Okay, Aunt Zhang, you can mention it to Uncle Zhang, and we will work it out together when Xiaoyang recovers. , we will go to the village chief."

Zhang Mei also laughed, cheerfully: "Okay, okay, let's go together when Xiaoyang is well."

The two were talking happily, but they forgot the time when they talked about it. When they stopped, they realized that it was almost noon. Zhang Mei hurriedly stood up, told Tang Qianhe a few words, and then left in a hurry. She still needs to go back and make lunch.

The author has something to say: To get rich, build roads first.

ps: It’s already fifty chapters, and I insist on updating at 12:20 every day without any manuscripts, I feel great o(*≧▽≦)ツ