Chapter 51: Qin Feng leaves
Yang thought for a while and asked Zheng Changhe and Aoki, "Then is it okay to buy twenty acres of land first?" β
Aoki pondered for a moment and replied, "Don't rush to buy it yet." I went to the village chief's house and asked how much it would cost to buy land for wasteland. It's definitely cheaper than buying ready-made fields, so we can buy more. β
Chrysanthemum nodded again and again, and praised Aoki: "Ouch! Brother, you have studied, but it is different. So what's going on with this land purchase? β
Aoki was embarrassed by the chrysanthemum's praise, and his face turned red, and it was indeed rare for him to express his opinion like today.
Zheng Changhe asked a little worriedly, "Okay, of course." But Aoki, I bought this land, but I left it in the yamen, and I had to pay taxes. If you don't hurry up, isn't it a waste of tax? β
Yang glanced at him and said, "Why can't you settle this account?" This is not all a reason, farming has to pay taxes, I don't have time to open up wasteland and farm land now, but am I not selling pigs to water, and the money from selling is just to make money from clearing wasteland and farming? I bought the land first, and I opened some of it in one year, and then it was finished in two years. It's really not good, let's just pay someone to help open it. β
Chrysanthemum hurriedly said: "Mother is talking about miles." Spending money to hire people to open up the wasteland, looking at the cost, let's free up time to do something else, it's the same. β
Zheng Changhe waved his hand and concluded: "Cheng, it's decided." Two days later, Aoki and I went to the village chief's house to ask about it. Now that his family has come back from a long period of rain, he has no heart to care about anything else. β
The family deliberated a few more words before going to sleep.
The next day, the chrysanthemum soaked a lot of acorn kernels, ready to wait for Aoki to come back in the evening to help grind them into powder. She wanted to make some acorn tofu to eat, and she hadn't had time to do it before.
After arranging the chores, she moved a small bench and sat in the yard while basking in the sun while collecting the soles of her shoes, thinking that she didn't know if the wooden barrel that her brother had ordered at Carpenter Li's house was ready or not.
It's really hard for her to take a bath this winter, although there is no shortage of firewood or water at home, but there is no place to wash. So when her mother made some money by selling pigs into the water, she quickly asked her brother to order a large wooden barrel. When the time comes, boil a big pot of hot water and pour it in, soak in a beautiful bath, belch, it must be comfortable!
Thinking about the money she earned from selling vegetables yesterday, she felt very down-to-earth.
I have money in my hands, and I don't panic! Although he is also working and busy as before, the whole person seems to be calm, and the life at home is also in order, and there is no longer that heavy depression and anxiety.
She pondered, and her subordinates kept going, using the thimble to forcefully thread the needle and thread through the sole of the shoe, and then pulled the thread, "snort", and pulled the stitch tightly. I feel that her fingers seem to be extremely flexible today, and she can fit two rows in a while, and she can make shoes much faster.
The soles of these big feet are Aoki, and in her small hands, she looks especially poor and well-behaved - usually a girl as big as her can't accept such thick soles, and the strength is not enough!
When I finish my brother's pair, I'll make myself a pair and wear it next spring. She raised her cheeks and let the warm sunlight shine on her face, smiling unconsciously, and the breeze stirred the towel and trembled gently!
Qin Feng stood at the gate of the courtyard and saw Chrysanthemum squinting her eyes slightly, smiling lightly. It was so strange that most of her face was hidden under the veil, and he couldn't see it at all, but he could clearly feel her smiling.
Approaching her gently, Qin Feng called with a smile: "Chrysanthemum? β
Chrysanthemum was stunned suddenly, almost poked the needle into her hand, looking at the tall young man in front of her, she said with disgust: "Doctor Qin, when did you come?" Why don't you squeak? β
Qin Feng smiled and sat down beside her with a small bench, put a medicine bag into the needlework basket beside Chrysanthemum, and replied, "I saw that I could think of something you wanted, so I didn't bother you." What were you thinking? β
He rarely gossiped about it, looked at Chrysanthemum curiously and asked.
Chrysanthemum lowered her head and continued to accept the soles of her shoes, and whispered, "I didn't think about anything!" Doctor Qin, my father's leg is better, do you still need to change the medicine? "She can't say that I just made a sum of money yesterday, and I'm proud just now!
Qin Feng said: "Uncle Zheng's leg is better, there is no need to change the dressing." As long as you pay attention to raising it for a period of time and don't do heavy work, you will be fine by the beginning of spring next year. β
Chrysanthemum stopped what she was doing, looked up at him, and asked, "Then ......what is this medicine?" Her gaze turned to the packet of medicine in the needlework basket.
Qin Feng smiled and said, "This is the medicine that I prescribed." When I saw that your body was really weak, I prescribed a prescription, and I didn't need to boil the medicine to drink, so I put this herb and simmered it with the pork belly and pig's trottersβdon't you love to eat these two things? Then just eat as usual, it's also considered a diet therapy! β
He helped Chrysanthemum heal her face this time, knowing that she couldn't eat a lot of things, and her favorite food on weekdays was simmered pork belly and pig's trotters, which were also cheap and could be eaten.
Chrysanthemum listened and said gratefully, "It's really bothering you, Doctor Qin." How many times does this pack simmer, or does it finish all at once? β
Qin Feng took the packet of medicine in his hand, opened it, and said to her, "Just put a dozen tablets at a timeβdon't put more." Simmer once every five days until you finish eating. β
Chrysanthemum stared at the medicinal herbs in his hand with wide eyes, and the pungent smell was clearly the smell of ginseng. The ginseng had been cut into thin slices, and there were several taels in that big packet. Judging from the diameter of the ginseng slices, such a thick ginseng is not shallow. Although she can't judge accurately, she can be sure that this is the best ginseng, and she doesn't think that there is artificially cultivated ginseng here.
Seeing her strange expression, Qin Feng couldn't help but ask, "What?" Afraid of bitterness? This one is not bitter, unlike those medicines that are so bitter. β
Chrysanthemum didn't dare to say that she knew this ginseng, so she had to ask, "Doctor Qin, is this medicine expensive?" You don't need money to help my dad get sick, and you don't need money to help me see sick, I'm embarrassed to use your medicine. β
Qin Feng smiled and said, "It's not expensive!" Don't think about it so much. I just saw that you were weak and had this medicine at hand, so I gave it to you. You'd better kill a few chickens and simmer them with this medicine, the effect is only better than eating pork belly. Anyway, your mother made some money selling pigs and going into the water, so there is no need to save so much - the body is the most important thing. β
Chrysanthemum was very hesitant, not knowing how to refuse his gift, what reason to use? It is certainly not possible to say that you know ginseng. She didn't know if this Doctor Qin sent such a valuable thing to herself was sympathy or something else, if he treated the patient like this, wouldn't he be a loss?
Chrysanthemum was thinking about it, and Qin Feng said to her again: "Chrysanthemum, I'm leaving Qingnan Village today." β
Chrysanthemum let out a soft "ah", raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that he was staring at herself, so she blinked her eyes twice and asked, "Are you going to practice medicine somewhere else?" Also, you're a traveling doctor, aren't you just going around? Woohoo! If you leave, our village will be in trouble to see the disease in the future. I heard that the doctor in Xiatangji is very black-hearted, and his medical skills are not as good as yours! β
Only then did she realize that if Qin Feng left, it would really be a loss to Qingnan Village, and it would be troublesome to see the illness in the future. Not to mention anything else, it is Zheng Changhe's injury this time, if he goes to Xiatangji to find someone to treat, he doesn't know what he will be tossed into, and spending money is still secondary.
Seeing her reluctance, Qin Feng became happy, and said with a smile: "My medical skills are not perfect, I want to go around, experience a lot, and come back in a few years." β
Chrysanthemum's eyes lit up and she asked, "Are you really coming back?" "How can people eat grains and grains without getting sick, and having such a doctor living in the village is a blessing for Qingnan Village.
Qin Feng smiled: "Hey! Coming back. After a pause, he whispered, "I'm going to come back to help you heal the wound on your face!" β
Chrysanthemum was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but then her nose was sore, and tears fell.
No matter how cold she was, she was touched by him - not every doctor can have such medical ethics. He can bother with a strange rural ugly girl, not because he is interested in incurable diseases, but because he really thinks about the patient.
Coming to this strange time and space, except for their loved ones, who would care about the bitterness and sorrow of an ugly girl? If you don't look at her with strange eyes, she is already a good character, so why bother to care about her life or death!
Presumably, the failure of the treatment last time also made him feel guilty. Especially when the flesh and skin on his face were rolled, although he couldn't see the situation, he could imagine how shocking it was, and it must have been a huge blow to him who was serious and dedicated.
Everyone else is rejuvenated, but he is getting worse and worse, and she felt that he was extremely depressed and heavy. The Zheng family didn't blame him at all, but he was just depressed.
She whispered to him with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, Doctor Qin!" β
Qin Feng was also silent when he saw her crying. He looked at the crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes, like morning dew on flowers, and his heart shrank, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Maybe it won't be long before I can come back." You have more pots to prepare, I want to eat. β
Chrysanthemum hurriedly put down the soles of her shoes, got up and said, "Then I'll pretend to be you." You're good on the road as a snack. β
Qin Feng smiled: "That's really good. I wasn't too embarrassed to ask for it! β
Chrysanthemum laughed at what he said, so she went to the kitchen to find a cloth bag, put all the pots in the jar, and brought him out.
Zheng Changhe came over after feeding the pigs and was talking to Qin Feng.
He had to study the pigs for half a day every day, watching them eat, play, and help them clean up their manure, and see the pigs blow like a fierce growth - this is what he feels, not to mention how beautiful it is in his heart.
"You're leaving? Woohoo! What can I do? When you leave, the people of Qingnan Village will miss you! β
Zheng Changhe was shocked when he heard that Qin Feng was leaving. The people in the village are used to the days when Qin Feng is here, and they usually have a little problem, so it is very convenient to ask and ask for some medicine; Now that he's leaving, this convenience naturally doesn't exist.
Qin Feng had no choice but to repeat what he had just said, swearing that he would come back in the future, and then he took the pot that the chrysanthemum was loaded with for him, and strode away under Zheng Changhe's reluctant gaze.
After walking a long way, he looked back and looked at the silver red standing by the fence wall, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable meaning!
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