Chapter Ninety-Three: Sister Chuan

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The answer given to me by Yuwan was completely outside the scope of my scientific values, I squatted down and took her little hand to look at her expression carefully, but I couldn't find any trace of her making up nonsense to fool me, but if you think about it, whether it's true or not, what does it matter? There are many things in this world that are beyond my comprehension, such as Chinese medicine, such as Feng Shui, and those evil witchcraft.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes the meridians, but even if the person is dissected into spicy strips, it is still impossible to find out how the meridians and degrees are constituted, there is no physical object, but once a person is sick, those bundles of broken grass are lit with smoked acupuncture points, but they can make people miraculously recover, commonly known as moxibustion, which is very magical, isn't it?

When I was a child, I also saw people who summoned the spirits of children, and it seemed that they would knock on the door frame with a rice spoon at home, and the child would stop crying, and the fever would fade, and then sleep quietly, and the next day he would be alive again. To tell the truth, this is a superb craft, and it has been passed down from family to family since ancient times, and even when I was young, I once saw a chubby woman in the alley, knocking on the door frame of my house, and my mother finally gave her a bowl of white rice as a reward.

It was not until the early 90s of the last century that this craft was gradually lost, and now the old people still use this method when they see their grandchildren and grandchildren crying in a dream or crying all night, but they are just holding a rice spoon and posing, and there is no essence at all, so it will not be bright.

I retracted my thoughts from the Wandering Horizon, slowly let go of Yuball's hand, pointed at the group of evil spirit crows, and asked softly, "Grandma, how did you talk to them?" At the same time as I asked this sentence, I didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of provoking this little ancestor.

But when Yumaru heard my question, he just tilted his head and snorted, frowned and replied, "Don't they talk to you?" Before he finished speaking, the man had already jumped into the crow flock and followed the broken cat to Safun.

The summer wind on this island did not have the slightest dry heat, but with bursts of moisture, perhaps this is the reason why my valley can harvest two crops a year, in the more than half a month that we moved to the adobe house, the days seem to gradually tend to be dull, at least, the fish ball did not dance again, Dan Dan did not dare to enter the earthen house in order to avoid the native girl, still lived in his tree house, the tiger girl was still lying half-dead, the body would have a high fever from time to time, but usually it would not last too long before the fever would subside, As for the indigenous girl, she got a new name, "Sichuan Girl".

This name is inspired by me, or rather, I never look at her now, but always recall the way I first met her, the tender skin and her stubborn character, especially in the half month with this new companion, her "diligence and hard work" gave me a deep impression.

The Sichuan girls in my memory, no matter how flower-like and outstanding, as long as they follow a man, no matter how bad a man is, such as the kind of gentleman who walks to the mahjong table with leather shoes after work, these Sichuan girls will still tie their children to their backs, beat their clothes and cook to serve their in-laws, of course, it is also possible that I have confused Sichuan and Hunan, whatever, it's just a name.

Actually, the original name was "Sister Er", I remember that the Sichuan soldiers in the army called the good-looking girls like this, but unfortunately, this pronunciation made Dandan and the indigenous girls themselves unable to adapt, their tongues do not make an extremely circular tongue sound, even if it is a fish ball, they can't figure out this child's sound at all, they can only make the same sound of "enchanting".

You know, there is the existence of fish balls, I am very close to the word "charming", this is the last resort, called "Sichuan girl", and she herself, also tired of this name, every time I hear me call her name, the undamaged half of the face will always show a fascinating smile, intoxicated, but unfortunately, she is blind, or rather, just impaired, see things very blurry, otherwise, she will find that I will always find a specific angle to communicate with her, and deliberately avoid her other half of the face.

In the days of the summer harvest, in order to have a better harvest, I told Dan Dan and Fish Balls that in the remaining half of the year, their respective grains will be distributed by me according to the amount they harvest this time, and the grain they harvest is less, or the millet husks fade poorly, then, this person can only eat the same less, the same poor quality of grain, this is the first time I have the idea of distribution according to work, after all, there are many people, Lao Tzu is not iron, this large area of grain, no one wants to be lazy.

On the first day of harvesting, Dan Dan still had a virtue that had nothing to do with himself, standing up straight in the grain field in a daze, saying "I won't do it", that night he was punished by me for not having food, I saw him carrying a bow and arrow to solve the moonlight to hunt prey to eat, stopped him, pointed out a barn and told him that the grain he collected would be stored here, part of it belonged to everyone, part of it belonged to himself, and even explained that the part that belonged to me was to take care of the wounded and people who did not have the ability to harvest, such as Sichuan Meizi, After each of them had to give them a portion of the grain, the next day the grandson learned everything as if by juggling, and was three points more diligent than a donkey, and I believe it was not that he understood what "the collective good is above all else", but that he was just selfishly trying to take more grain, after all, there were many barns in comparison, and the grain fields became a finite resource.

And after the first day of harvesting, I had to let the bear child of Yuqiu withdraw from the labor force, damn, this little thing is not harvested as much as her evil spirit crow friends, especially the "cat", the cat god is rooted in the valley and can no longer be found, and when it comes out, a large ear of grain is all ruined.

This forced me to take the girl to the field, her vision was so blurry that she couldn't see my face clearly, and the task I gave her was quite simple, whatever she caught, just pull it out of the ground, although it would lose the natural fertilizer planted in the autumn, but it was worth the extra labor, wasn't it?

Things are progressing much faster than I imagined, at first I couldn't figure out why the Sichuan girl came to the field after the Dan Dan was like clockwork stuffy work, and I didn't dare to raise my head, until I found that the Dan Dan didn't dare to look at her, I understood the mystery here, let him go, I believe, in the heart of the Dandan, there is still guilt, but, I don't say it, and the Sichuan girl, from beginning to end, I think that I am the person called "Dandan", and take care of her, since everyone can get along together peacefully as before, Why should I make any extraneous branches?

The sharp stone flakes are used as harvesting tools, and the two flat stones are used as the pressure plates for the dehulling of the shells, and the gentle slope in front of the cave has become a natural grain field, facing the "Lao Tan" statue placed at the entrance of the cave, in just five days, we have completed all the harvesting and storage work, you know, my original plan was fifteen days, remember? A few years ago, I did all this on my own for a whole month! I have to sigh, there are many people, and the power is really great.

Not only that, but the biggest surprise to me is not these grains that have begun to dry, but the Sichuan girl who looks soft and weak, it can be said that this surprise has turned life here upside down.