Chapter 7 Meet the Old Man

"Bang Bang Bang"

A knock on the door interrupted Zhang's laughter.

The door was opened from the inside, and before the wife could ask a question, she grinned and said, "It's okay, I'm just happy." Then he walked to the front room under his wife's strange eyes.

I didn't stop in the front room, and walked along the path in front of the courtyard towards the mountain.

The current body has been transformed and moisturized by the jade pendant, and it is as strong as a cow, and it does not need any medicine to recuperate at all.

But Zhang Taiping is still ready to go to the mountain, this is the old man's love for his grandson. What's more, the graves of my parents and grandmothers may not have been visited for a long time.

The road up the mountain is getting narrower and harder, but the forest is getting more and more lively.

The trees also began to shade the sky, except for clusters of golden wild chrysanthemums at the foot of the mountain, and the tall trees on the mountain were full of shade-loving ferns. The roadside stones are covered with light green moss.

The sound of birdsong composes the most pleasant chapter of nature in the pillar-like sunlight, and occasionally one or two nostalgic cicadas also come to have fun and accompany it.

All kinds of well-known and unknown small animals appear and disappear in the light and shadow.

Zhang Taiping breathed in the fresh and natural air and circled up the winding mountain road.

The mountain road is like a long snake coiled around the pillar, so the mountain is named "One Pillar Mountain".

Grandpa lived in a gentle place near the top of the mountain, and when the mountain air was wet, it would be shrouded in rolling and surging clouds, which was quite a bit of the smell of the old gods in the mountains.

After circling for forty or fifty minutes, Zhang Taiping finally reached the end.

Looking back, the palm-sized village was hidden among the trees. In the open space, you can see people who look like ants.

Looking to the south, the eyes are all dark green, and the endless mountains of different heights and heights pass into the distance like green undulating waves. Only by being so immersive can we experience Du Fu's pride and mind of "being at the top of the mountain and seeing the mountains at a glance".

The turbidity in his chest was exhausted, and he took a long breath.

Zhang Taiping involuntarily put his hand to his mouth, and qi burst out from the dantian.

"Ahh

"What howl, there are few mountains to see?" A clear voice came from behind.

"Ahh

Zhang Taiping was interrupted halfway, he couldn't breathe out or swallow it, but he was not choked to death, and his face was red.

"Master, why didn't you know in advance? I was almost scared to death. Zhang Taiping muttered like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Scared to death? When did you become so timid? ”

The old man's ears are quite smart. After saying that, he turned around and walked back into the house.

Zhang Taiping rubbed his nose and followed in.

When he entered the house, Zhang Taiping thought that he had entered the pharmacy, and the fragrance of medicine was permeating.

The furnishings in the house are similar to those at home, the earthen kang is connected to the pot stove, but there is a simple wooden shelf, on which are stacked piles of concocted herbs.

Although Zhang Taiping, who had been ill for a long time in his previous life, did not dare to say that he was proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, he was much better than ordinary quacks, and his ability to identify herbal medicines was not bad.

Zhang Taiping looked at this curiously on the wooden frame and sniffed that.

There are the most common honeysuckle, golden-backed loquat, ox tendon grass, peach seven, hand ginseng, too white rice, gastrodia and other relatively rare.

There was also a box carved from pine wood on the wooden shelf, and Zhang Taiping just wanted to take it down and take a look.

"Come here, I'll take the pulse again."

Zhang Taiping had no choice but to come to the kang and stretch out his left arm.

The old man pinched Zhang Taiping's wrist with four fingers. As the two minutes passed, the old man's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, the old man let go of his fingers and looked up at Zhang Taiping, who was worried.

"Right Hand"

Zhang Taiping felt as if he had been seen through, but he couldn't shirk it, so he had to stretch out his right wrist.

The old man listened for another minute, his brow still furrowed.

"Grandpa, what's the problem?" Zhang Taiping asked cautiously.

"Nope!" The old man let go of his fingers.

But the puzzled and inquiring eyes saw that Zhang Taiping's palms were full of sweat.

Suddenly, the old man waved his hand and said, "The medicine is behind the back, the bottle is a plaster for treating external injuries, go back and ask your daughter-in-law to untie the ribbon and wipe it on the wound." ”

After hesitating for a while, he said: "Bring the paper bags with you, boil them if you want to drink, and throw them away if you don't want to drink, whatever you want." Let's go down the mountain. ”

Zhang Taiping hurriedly took the medicine and ran out of the house as if he had no secrets.

When I got out of the house, I wiped the sweat from my palms, and I became bold again.

Turning to the old man standing at the door, he persuaded: "Grandpa, you can also go down the mountain with me, it's convenient to go down the mountain." And there is also a care at home. ”

"Get out, you don't care about my business!" The old man suddenly said angrily.

Zhang Taiping, who didn't understand what he had stabbed in the hornet's nest, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't prevent a whip leg from coming.

Subconsciously Zhang Taiping raised his arm, blocked, and pushed forward.

The old man took three steps back before he stood on his heels.

Zhang Taiping was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man and asked, "Grandpa, are you okay?" ”

"Humph!"

The old man waved his hand to block the hand that Zhang Taiping had helped over.

"Not dead yet."

Zhang Taiping was embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

"In the past few years, the kung fu has not been wasted," the old man squinted his eyes, and Zhang Taiping said, "Hurry up." ”

Zhang Taiping was speechless for a while and walked towards the back of the house.

The old man didn't say anything more, just looked at him coldly.

There are two graves behind the house, and the weeds around them are clean.

A front monument is engraved with "The Tomb of Wife King Guifang". The other did not have a monument, and the biological parents of this body were buried together.

Zhang Taiping knelt on his knees, his forehead thumping on the ground.

Although I don't feel anything for them in my heart, after all, it occupies the body of other people's grandsons and sons, and this body still has their blood flowing.

In my heart, I silently said, "From now on I will be your grandson and son, and I hope you will bless and bless me a lot." ”

After nine rings, there was a purple blue on his forehead, and his whole head was buzzing.

He rested against the wall for a while, and then went around to the front of the house.

The old man's face softened a lot. In front of him stood a large bamboo basket with a large bag of pine nuts on it, and dried bamboo shoots, wild shiitake mushrooms, fungus and other mountain goods below. He was also holding a small fluffy thing in his hand.

"This is the little squirrel I rescued earlier, and I didn't bother to feed it shortly after I was born. You can take it back and play with it. ”

Zhang Taiping nodded and took the small thing and carefully held it in his arms.

He handed the wooden box he had just seen on the medicine shelf and said, "Take this back and give it to your daughter-in-law to drink." The day before yesterday, I saw that she had a chill in her body, and she must have suffered from the cold during confinement and fell ill. ”

Zhang Taiping hurriedly took it and put it in his pocket.

Generally speaking, when a woman is confined, her body is in the weakest stage, there are many taboos, and the housework is taken care of by men. But in the past, Zhang Taiping didn't care about this, he was already good if he didn't beat and scold, how could he talk about doing housework and taking care of his daughter-in-law?

It happened that Yaya was born in November, in the cold winter, Cai Yazhi was both laundry and cooking, and the cold entered the body. Now every rainy day, or when the moon comes, I will feel pain in my waist and knees.

After the explanation, the old man turned around and went into the house.

Zhang Taiping picked up the bamboo basket, carried the small things, and returned along the same road.

After turning the corner, he put the medicine and the little squirrel he was carrying into the space. After perceiving it for a while, the little squirrel had no adverse reactions, with its eyes closed and its little nose closed, it looked very cute.

Take out the wooden box in your pocket and open it.

It turned out to be saffron, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I tried to catch it in vain. Zhang Taiping has never been a master who likes to drill the horns, since he can't figure it out, he shook his head and didn't want to.

Carefully examine the long, columnar purple-red flowers neatly arranged in the box.

Saffron, also known as saffron, is both a precious Chinese herb and a top-notch spice.

For medicinal purposes, it has the effects of calming pain, expectorant and removing stasis, antispasmodic and calming the nerves. It can be used to treat stomach problems, measles fever, hepatosplenomegaly, as well as women's amenorrhea, irregular menstruation, postpartum typhoid fever and other diseases.

To make spices, it can be used for the preparation of fish and shrimp food, it can also be sprinkled indoors to escape the aroma, and it can also be used to dye and weave clothes. It is said that after Shakyamuni's death, his disciples used crocus as the color of their robes.

Due to its versatility and low yield, saffron prices have remained high. Gold, which was once equal in price, was called "vegetable gold".

Even now, the price is still very high, about 27 yuan a gram in the market, and it is often priceless.

Zhang Taiping understands that the old man still cares about his grandchildren and daughters-in-law, otherwise he would not have both peeled pine nuts and saffron. It's just that I don't know why I live in the mountains, and I don't want to come down, and I don't want to show my care and love.

I don't understand, and I don't want to. Cover the wooden box and place it in the space.

Pick up the bamboo basket and circle down.

As the saying goes, "It's easy to go up the mountain, but it's hard to get down." When going up the mountain, as long as you have the strength, you can climb fast; When going down the mountain, once the mountain road is narrow and steep, people have a feeling of rushing down, and there is nowhere to use their strength, so they can only move down little by little by holding on to the inner wall.

It took twice as long to descend the mountain as it did to go up, and it was almost two o'clock when I got home.

Go into the kitchen and put down the bamboo basket. The wife is rolling the dough.

In most rural areas, if there are no children going to school, they generally eat breakfast at **, lunch at two o'clock, and dinner at eight o'clock. This distribution of meals is more conducive to the utilization of time and is also suitable for the schedule of work and rest in rural areas.

The peasants were engaged in physical activity, if they ate lunch at twelve o'clock and dinner at six o'clock. Not only does it delay the most important work time in the afternoon, but the time between dinner and the next morning is too long, which is not conducive to the body and the next day's work for people who consume a lot of physical energy.

Looking at his wife's puzzled eyes, Zhang Taiping said: "I went to the mountain just now, and in the frame are mushrooms, fungus and other things that grandpa asked me to carry down." ”

Without anything to say, Zhang Taiping came to the bedroom again.

Yaya is watching TV. The TV is still a bread machine of the ** decade, only black and white, and the signal is received by the antenna. The signal in the mountains is not good, the figures above are blurred, and the sound is piercing and stinging, and there is the sound of other stations jumping over.

But the little girl watched it with taste.