Chapter Ninety-Eight: Lucky to Meet a Companion

He didn't dare tell his wife about this thought. Su Wu didn't say anything more and slept quietly.

It's spring, the fruit trees of Fuqu, the medicinal material base is busy, since the pear trees came last year, there are a lot of busy people here to prune fruit branches in the spring is a very tight thing.

In the past two years, Changhui and Zhao Gener have become a family, and the Fuqu family has become three.

They also built several houses, built a medical clinic, and raised cows, sheep and horses.

Fuqu Geer's son Fuqu Hu Qian is also fifteen years old, as tall as his father, and has inherited the advantages of Hu and Han men, both Hu and Han are fierce and quiet, and they are very handsome.

He has a strong memory, and he can both write and memorize the Chinese characters and Chinese characters that he often teaches. Now, he not only learned to cultivate and graft fruit trees and plant medicinal herbs and grains with Changhui and Zhao Gen'er, but also learned from his father to treat people and animals, and he worked very hard.

On this day, after breakfast, Fu Quger sent his eight-year-old daughter to the palace of Youxiao Wangfu and asked Yu Weilan to teach his daughter martial arts. Frustrated Qu felt that if a woman learned martial arts, she would be independent and would not be bullied in the future.

Soon after leaving, Zhao Gen'er and Fuqu Hu Qian would put the cattle and sheep away, and take scissors and axes to prepare to go down to the field to prune the fruit trees. A Hu man rode a horse, carrying a patient with a bloody face in front of him, galloping over and jumping off the horse: "Please frustrate the shaman, quickly heal!"

Frustrated, his wife looked at the wounded man with a bloody face and chest, and the man was not at home, so she was so frightened that she said, "We can't be cured here, please go to the capital to find a great shaman!"

"I was bitten by a wolf, and there was no one to treat in the capital, so I came here to admire it!"

When Hu Ran heard this, he hurriedly said to them: "Uncle, help carry the injured into the infirmary to warm up!"

Grandma hurriedly stopped: "No! Your Abba is not at home!"

"You didn't see that the injured person was already dying, and if he tossed it to the capital, he would die!" he instructed, "Uncle Chang, you go and make a basin of salt and water!"

It is often known that this is used for wound washing and disinfection, and it must be boiled water with an appropriate amount

of salt. He washed the copper basin, put salt on it, lifted the clay pot by the fire pit to boil water, poured a small half basin of boiling water, and put it outside to cool.

The wounded were scrawny and dead. His clothes were in tatters, his sheepskin robe was bareskin, and he felt his pulse, and listened carefully to his chest...... The pulse was so weak that it was barely palpable, and the heart was still beating slightly.

The person did not die, but he tossed for a long time, lost too much blood, and was in a deep coma.

Hu Qian took out the disinfectant pills concocted by his father himself, used boiling water and paste, and gently scrubbed the wounds of the injured person, who turned out to be a thin middle-aged man. The wolf bit his face and ear, but he only bit off the flesh and skin, but did not hurt the blood vessels.

It seems that he was bitten by a wolf while sleeping on his side. Thanks to the early discovery, the wolf didn't bother to change his mouth. If it is found late, the wolf will die as soon as he changes his mouth and bites his neck and bites off the trachea or blood vessel!

In fact, I have never seen a wolf, and I heard it all from my father. He used a sheep bone needle and sheep intestine to suture the wounded wounds, pasted medicine, wrapped them in a white cloth, and then stuffed a life-saving pill in his mouth, and sat in front of him to observe.

The wounded slowly woke up in the warm room, opened his eyes, which were swollen to the point of small slits, and looked at strange people and strange places. …… He found the regular meeting,

Lips moved.

Hu Qian shouted outside: "The person who sent people comes in, your family is awake!"

No one responded. Zhao Gen'er went out to take a look, and the Hu people who sent people were gone, and even the people and horses were gone.

When he woke up, he would often go home and bring a bowl of milk, and take a straw tube and feed him to drink. Tears welled up in the eyes of the wounded.

Chang Hui took a bandage, gently wiped his tears and said, "Heal your wounds here!"

He looked at him, tears welled up, he couldn't speak, and his hands grasped his hand weakly.

He asked curiously, "Do you know me?"

His head moved.

Could it be that we are soldiers who came with us? I would often gently peel off his upper body, and inside it was a raged cloth underwear that could not be distinguished. There are Chinese characters embroidered with needles on the chest of the ragged clothes, and you can vaguely see that it is the word "soldier".

It's really our people, just because they are very thin, their hair is stripped, their head and face are swollen, and they can't see who it is, and it is enough to know that it is a companion. I often can't help but have a sour nose, and I hug him and cry like rain.

Zhao Gen'er hurriedly took out his own clothes, took a wooden bucket, mixed it with hot water to scrub and change clothes, he didn't wash or change his underwear.

I often tearfully say: "I know what you mean, only this dress means that we are Han people and Han soldiers! But it's warm here, scrub your body, change your underwear, wash it and return it to you." ”

He agreed to wipe himself and change his clothes.

The next day he was better, and told them in fits and pieces about what had happened to him."

His name was Chen Qian, and he was a soldier who followed Su Wu to the Xiongnu together. After Su Wu was exiled, they were all scattered and distributed to the Xiongnu tribes as slaves, and he was assigned to a tribe in the Xu Mountains, and due to the language barrier, the master let him herd sheep.

In the past five years, I have worked tirelessly to drive the sheep down and graze near the royal court, hoping to take the opportunity to meet my companions or big men, but I have never seen them. He didn't give up, and he made preparations early in the spring of this year.

No, he drove the sheep for more than ten days, and just arrived at the pasture to circle the sheep. At night, I set up a tent on the side of the road and slept until midnight, when I heard the shepherd dog barking sharply. Woke him up.

It turned out that he encountered a pack of wolves.

Got up and brought up sticks and whips to save the sheep. If there is one less sheep,

If you have to pay for it, you have to be punished and beaten if you can't accompany it, and you don't have food, and you have already learned a lesson.

The dog was bitten to death by a pack of wolves, desperately trying to save the sheep himself, and was overwhelmed by a wolf...... Thanks to a Hu brother who passed by at night, he was able to save his life.

With tears in his eyes, he said, "Thanks to the wolves, otherwise, I am afraid that I will never see my brothers until I die!"

The three of them thought back to what happened after they came, hugging their heads and crying.

What should I do if something happens to me and a group of 100 sheep becomes ownerless? Chen Qian was very anxious and often told Fuqu about the situation. Frustrated Qu thought about it, let Chang Hui and Zhao Gen'er go, the road was unfamiliar, he decided to set off immediately with Chang Hui.

According to Chen Qian's account, after a whole day of searching, the two of them finally found a place with a road to it, found the sheepfold, found the half-lost flock, and two days later they drove back more than 50 sheep.

Chen Qian is recuperating from his injuries here, and he is very happy, especially when he hears that the envoy Su is still alive, and there is hope that he can return to Dahan, and his good is faster. After the wound is healed, the face is to the ear,

Left with a scar