With a somewhat novel and curious gaze, Mo Yi'er tilted her head to look at Shen Nishang. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The little red face was like a big apple, and Shen Nishang couldn't help but rub it on his head.

Mo Yi'er was so shy that she hid in Mu Qing's arms, obviously she was already quite familiar with Mu Qing in less than a day.

Mo Yi'er dodged for a while, poked her head out curiously and glanced at Shen Nishang quickly, turned her head to Mu Qing and asked in a side language, Mu Qing touched his nose, raised his eyes and asked Azi for help.

Azi raised an eyebrow, "Who is it that he asked Ni Dress?"

In fact, Mo Yi'er's original words were to ask if Nishang was with Mu Qing's family, and Azi deliberately changed his statement.

Mu Qing laughed when he heard this, pointed to Ni Shang and Mo Yi'er and smiled: "Mo Yi'er guess?"

One big and one small looked at Azi at the same time, and Azi shook his head helplessly, but still acted as an interpreter.

Mo Yi'er bit her finger and turned her head to look at Shen Nishang, and after a while, she turned her head and whispered to Azi.

Azi laughed all of a sudden, and when she smiled, her ordinary eyebrows and eyes suddenly became vivid, and the next moment she smiled and shook her head and said a word to Mo Yi'er in a side language, and Mo Yi'er looked half-understood.

Mu Qing Dynasty asked with a look in his eyes.

Azi laughed, "He said you were both good-looking and very white, and he thought Ni Shang was your sister." ”

Mu Qing also laughed, touching Mo Yi'er's head, but his eyes looked at Shen Nishang softly: "Sister Nishang is not Brother A's sister, but Brother is a very important person." ”

Mo Yi'er obviously didn't understand, but she also laughed along with Hanhan.

Shen Nishang's face was a little hot, and she met Azi's faintly smiling gaze, but she couldn't say anything.

Mu Qing was very interested in Bian Yu and asked Azi to continue teaching.

Two big and one small pee followed and continued to learn.

At dinnertime, Mo Yi'er's mother sent some more food, and Azidao wanted to stay here for a few days, and Mo Yi'er's mother also smiled and thanked her.

Cudo's injuries are not light, and his family is indeed a little too busy.

Told Mo Yi'er to be obedient again, and Mo Yi'er should be very happy.

Not long after Mo Yi'er's mother left, the sky completely darkened.

Not long after, the sound of slow crutches approached the wooden building.

Mu Qing was the first to hear it, glanced at Az, got up and went to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the old patriarch walking up the steps slowly with a cane.

Azi saw it at a glance, and hurriedly greeted the old patriarch and helped him in: "It's dark and the road is not easy to walk, why did the patriarch come by himself?"

"Don't worry, I'm not too old to walk these few steps. The old patriarch spoke slowly, and after entering the house, he refused Azi's support, walked to the fire, took out a colorful rattle from his arms and handed it to Mo Yi'er.

Mo Yi'er's eyes lit up at the first sight of this rattle, and she instinctively wanted to reach out to pick it up, but the next moment she didn't know what she thought, withdrew her hand, and hung her little head silently.

Shen Nishang was a little strange.

Az, who was standing in front of the door, seemed to sigh a little.

Mo Yi'er took it, turned around and told your mother that it was given by the old grandfather. After the old patriarch finished speaking, he bent down and stuffed the rattle into Mo Yi'er's arms, straightened up and looked at Shen Nishang, and walked out on crutches, as if he had come here to give Mo Yi'er this toy.

Walking to the door, the old patriarch stopped and turned his head to look at Mu Qing: "Your father is Mu Pinghai?"

Mu Qing nodded.

The old patriarch took a deep look at Mu Qing again, and just when Mu Qing thought he was going to say something, the old patriarch left on crutches.

Mu Qing choked a little.

Azi hurriedly followed out to see off the old patriarch.

When Azi returned, the two of them figured out the ins and outs of the old patriarch's trip.

The old patriarch went to see Cudo first, and then came over to deliver something to Mo Yi'er.

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as a special one for that rattle.

Mo Yi'er obviously liked this new toy, and she couldn't put it down and didn't raise her head.

Shen Nishang took a closer look, the drum body of the rattle was bright red, and there were fine colored edging around it, and the two small hammers were also made into a male and female villain heads, which was very exquisite.

Obviously not something that can be found here.

"Is this from outside the mountains?" Shen Nishang asked Azi.

Azi nodded and sighed softly: "Since Kudan's incident, the patriarch has not allowed the clansmen to travel to the mountains again, let alone show their medical skills to the outside world. The needs of the ordinary people in the ordinary clan are all selected by the patriarch to go out of the mountain in exchange for medicinal materials, and each time they return quickly, they can't stay outside for too long-"

He glanced at the rattle in Mo Yi'er's hand again: "The patriarch doesn't like things outside, especially such novel and useless things, but he is afraid that the clansmen will think about the outside world and don't want to live in the clan." Therefore, if the clansmen want to exchange such things from the clan, the medicinal materials they need to take out are more precious and rare than the medicinal materials needed to exchange them for other things. Mo Yi'er saw other children's children playing, so she wanted it too. Cudo is just one grandson, that's why he ......."

Azzy didn't say any more, and sighed again.

Shen Nishang and Mu Qing also understood.

Cudo didn't want his grandson to be greedy for others, so he ignored the cold and steep mountains and went to the deep mountains and cliffs to collect medicine.

Unexpectedly, when he met a pack of wolves, he fell down the valley.

Fortunately, Luo Cai quietly followed, otherwise, at this time, Cudo was only afraid that his body would freeze hard.

Shen Nishang also sighed a little: "Your clansmen are all using medicinal materials to exchange things in the same clan?"

Azi bowed his head and explained: "Our clan land is big enough to raise livestock, and there is also a place to farm, and most of the people need to use it is enough, only a few fine things, and salt and iron. These things will be exchanged for medicinal materials in the clan, and the clan will use these medicinal materials to exchange outside. It's enough to change it once or twice a year. They don't change in one place in a row, and if they change once, they will go somewhere else the next time. We didn't change a lot of things and didn't pay attention, and over the years, it has been smooth. ”

The Qishan people are certainly experts at picking and planting medicinal herbs, but what they are really best at is medical skills.

Although you can survive by being careful in this way, it is ......

Shen Nishang asked, "But in this case, what do you young people do when they practice medical skills?"

Medical skills are no better than other skills, and they cannot be improved behind closed doors.

In the end, every good doctor has to rely on consultation to accumulate real clinical experience, and there is no way to become a real famous doctor by relying only on books.

Even though there are many Qishan people, almost all of them know how to heal, that is to say, everyone does not actually get much clinical experience.

Over time, people will slack off.

Shen Nishang's sentence also spoke to Azi's heart.

Even if no one in the clan had ever mentioned it, everyone in the clan, including Az, knew it all too well in their hearts.

The medical skills of the Qishan tribe are in decline.

One generation is not as good as the next.