Luo Qingyu stood on the edge of the ridge, looking at his masterpiece with his hands on his waist, well, it's done. Looking around, she didn't find any outsiders, so she quickly squatted on the edge of the field and pulled with both hands, hanging in the air to make the wheat straw into a pile.

Then I went home and used a cart to move them all back and spread them out in the open space of the yard. Turning back again, she took a fan and fanned her in the wheat field, no matter how far or near she looked, as if she was walking in a freshly burned field.

As a lesson from the past, she set the roots buried in the soil on fire this time, and the heat slowly seeped out of the ground to burn the stubble. In the eyes of outsiders, this is the scene after the burning, with a large area of green smoke.

After the grass stubble turned to ash, Luo Qingyu used a cloud fan to cool down the wheat field, and it was done. Let it dry for a while, and then think about what to plant when she returns.

This is the last time I planted black licorice, for Uncle Ding. The old man is getting older, usually not good at farming, but he likes this bite, and the ones he planted before are only enough to make fertilizer, not enough to eat, and often spend money to buy them from the people in the village.

Her family doesn't grow much anymore, and there are three large jars of ugami in the granary. The piece in front of him was spread by the seeds that had been left in the ground before, so he simply pulled them all to him.

Wait for Ding Hanni to come back and let her grow it herself.

On the way back, Luo Qingyu picked five kinds of herbs in the mountains and went back, which were used to soak his hands and feet at night.

Living in the mountains inevitably requires farm work, she is a dancer, and her hands and feet must not be rough. Use them to boil a pot of five-herb soup every night to ensure that the next day's skin is white and tender.

She once thought of refining a medicine to help her father's feet return to normal. But who is Dad? I'm afraid it's not easy to hide the origin of the medicine that can cure his feet. persuaded him to have surgery, but he was reluctant to spend money, saying that he was used to it.

has no defense, and when the time is ripe, trick him into taking the medicine, I don't think he has to tell the secret.

It is difficult to treat Da Lei's foot, it is directly missing half of the right forelimb, if the limb is still there and the medicine is taken on the spot, it can probably be cured.

Not anymore, unless you take the Recovery Pill.

That's definitely not good, it's a military dog, and my father's comrades-in-arms will come to visit it at any time, even if she refines the Recovery Pill in the future, she won't dare to take risks, so she can only grieve it.

......

In the early morning of this day, Luo Qingyu packed the shelled ugamrice into a bag and pulled it down the mountain with an electric small three-wheeler. Opening the iron fence door, she was about to drive away when she saw a girl running towards her in a hurry.

"Qingqing, where are you going? Wait for me. ”

Luo Qingyu, who was riding on the car, looked at it intently, oh, it was Gu Ni, the eldest girl from her cousin's family.

After waiting for a while, Gu Ni finally ran to her, panting and holding her electric tricycle straight for breath.

"What's wrong?" Luo Qingyu looked at her.

"Where are you going, is it convenient now?" asked Gu Ni breathlessly.

"I'll send Maimi to Uncle Ding, why don't you wait for me to come back?" Listening to the other party's tone, it seemed that there was a long story to find her.

"Okay, good," Gu Ni nodded like pounded garlic, letting go of the hand of the cart, "I'll wait for you here, and help you watch the door by the way." ”

Luo Qingyu smiled and drove away. When I arrived at Ding's house in Lei Gong Mountain, I had to go up the stairs, but the car couldn't go up. It's okay, she stacked the three bags of wheat and ran directly on top of her head.

In the Ding family's mansion, an old man with white hair was meditating in the courtyard, closing his eyes and recuperating. Hearing the footsteps, his eyes opened slightly, and he saw a jaw-dropping scene—

"Grandpa Ding, my family's newly collected three bags of wheat have all been sent to you. A certain girl stood on the steps with three bags of rice on her head, looking left and right easily, "Where do you put it?"

Uncle Ding: "......"

Afraid that she would hurt herself if she held it up for too long, the old man who was still immortal just now hurriedly took her to find the granary. He knew that this girl was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so simple, these three bags of rice were about 50 catties each, according to his eyesight.

Her granddaughter can afford it, but it's not as easy as hers.

"Why don't you call a few people to help you?" You dance, you can't be ......rough with your hands and feet," the old man nagged as he walked, "Did you eat?" Pengzi and his father sent some mutton today. ”

I'm going to stew mutton and eat it tonight, and she happened to come, and she was blessed.

"Not today, someone at home is looking for me and waiting at the door. Luo Qingyu carried the rice into the granary and put it away, saying, "And I don't like to eat mutton." "If it's pork, she can eat two pieces and walk away.

"Where's the seafood?"

"Don't eat it, it's too fishy. "She is destined to have no appetite, all because she doesn't like to eat.

"Why are you picky, kid?" The old man was very upset and said, "I'll pick you a bag of peaches." ”

"I have it at home. "The mountains are ripe.

“...... Let's go, let's go, I won't leave you behind. ”

"Hee-hee......" Luo Qingyu smiled and left.

Watching her leave in three steps and two steps, the old man frowned. If he owes someone favor, he can use Feng Shui and fate to pay it back. For the Luo family, this method does not work.

Since this girl was admitted to college, he can't see through her fate. The faces of Xiao Luo and his wife have also changed, and the previous misery has been swept away and turned into a blessed appearance.

But it shouldn't!

He looked in the direction of Deadwood Ridge, and according to the eyes of his ancestors and himself, the rebirth of the old sandalwood tree was of far-reaching significance. The feng shui of Otaniso will not improve for a hundred years, and the residents who live here will live as blessed as Manshou Mountain.

Because of this, he brought his little granddaughter back to live, and only here can he keep a little blood of his Ding family. After a hundred years, the heirs of his Ding family have prospered for centuries.

Originally, there were still more than 20 years to go to 100 years, why did it advance in advance? Look at the current Daguzhuang, how can there be half a sign of miserable decay?

Could it be that he and his ancestors have lost their eyes?

The sunlight shone through the bamboo forest in the courtyard, and the old man turned back to the flat futon in confusion and sat down, stretching out a hand to pinch and calculate silently.

Strange, so strange!

......

Soon, Luo Qingyu returned to the intersection of Deadwood Ridge, and Gu Ni was still sitting on the side of the road waiting for her, but there was an extra bicycle next to her.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Seeing her come back, Gu Ni smiled, "I want to pick a few dragon sprouts in your mountain, no one in the village grows them, everyone says that you are the best on the mountain." ”

Dragon sprout grass, which she knew, was one of the auxiliary herbs of the earth refining elixir, and after refining, it played a little role in suppressing the bleeding of the five internal organs.

"Let's go. ”

Luo Qingyu did not doubt him, and asked her to ride her own small three-wheeled mountain with the bicycle. The door of the iron fence was not locked, and the lock was not pressed, so that Gu Ni and the others would go down the mountain and let her help lock it.

"Qingqing," on the way, Gu Ni couldn't help but ask behind her, "Do you know what breast hyperplasia is?"

"Understand, what's wrong?" a colleague in her previous life had undergone surgery to remove a small lump from her chest, which sounded scary.

"I've been feeling a lot of pain in my chest lately, and I still have a lump when I feel it......"

"You didn't go to the doctor?"

"I read it a month ago, and he said that the lump is very small and can go away on its own without surgery. ”

"That's good. ”

"But in the past two days, I've been in a lot of pain, and everyone says I'm psychological. Gu Ni looked hesitant and glanced at the driver, "Qingqing, can you help me ask Aunt Yaogu what medicine is good for this symptom?" I can take some at home, and I don't want to go to the hospital." ”

Luo Qingyu sighed slightly, "Sister Ni, my mother is a nurse, not a doctor, at most a pharmacy practitioner, she doesn't know how to see a doctor." ”

She thinks about cutting off the villagers' dependence on her mother all the time, hoping that they will live in peace.