The old man sat on the pig, his expression triumphant, like a roadblock, glaring at us tigerishly. The pig under him was looking down at the pigweed on the side of the road, humming and chirping.

I panicked: "Uncle, cross the road and go to the opposite mountain to collect medicine." ”

The old man looked us up and down a few times with a puzzled face: "Collecting medicine?" ”

I nodded.

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