The next day, while following her grandfather to learn how to cure diseases and save people, she was generally thinking about how to take out the herbs from her Baicao Garden.

The day passed in a flash.

As soon as he lay on the kang, Zihan couldn't wait to enter the Baicao Garden.

As she had guessed, the growth age of the astragalus in the six fields in the second row was the same as that of Angelica, increasing by two months.

In the six fields with angelica, the growth age of angelica has doubled, and it seems that it is significantly more lush than yesterday.

Since the growth age of the six fields in the same row was not the same, Zihan decided not to plant the same herb in the same row of fields, but to plant them in appropriate fields according to the different growth ages required by each herb.

It was busy until more than two o'clock in the morning, and Zihan returned to the hut.

After another busy day and night, Zihan's heart inexplicably began to feel a little panicked.

Although she has tried not to think about Gu Shaoyuan in the past three days, his face full of sorrow will always dangle in her mind.

She remembered his green face overflowing with a smile when she agreed to let him carry her down the mountain.

Inexplicably, she hoped that he could always be so happy.

She was unable to treat Gao Qingshan that day, and she didn't know what his situation was.

But three days have passed, and no one has come to invite Grandpa Lin to do the later treatment for Gu Qingshan, I'm afraid his situation is not optimistic.

The smile on Zihan's face, who was uneasy in his heart, unconsciously lost a little.

"Zihan, what's wrong with you, why are you unhappy today? Why don't we go fish in the river? ”

In the past few days, in addition to writing, Zhao Wenqing, who watched Zihan follow Grandpa Lin to learn to cure diseases and save people, couldn't help it early in the morning.

"It's not good, it's dangerous to go down to the river to fish."

Zihan was packing up his books while wrinkling his brows and thinking about how to find out about Gu Qingshan's condition.

Zhao Wenqing's face froze, and he looked at Zihan with a frown.

I don't know what's going on, he always feels that he went back to his grandmother's house, and Zihan seems to have changed suddenly.

"Otherwise, let's go up the mountain and dig up herbs!"

Digging herbs? Is it possible to call a few more friends?

But thinking of her grandfather's worry about her, she hesitated a little in her heart.

"Grandpa won't let me go."

"Zihan, have you forgotten, grandpa said that we really want to go, we can go to Ping'er Terrace to dig licorice and white thorn roots, there is no danger there."

Ping'er Terrace? There is a large school yard in the north and south.

It was originally a relatively low hill on the south side of Baichuan Village and the northernmost part of the Daping Mountains.

When Grandpa Lin's unit liberated the provincial capital, the low hills were leveled into a platform with an area of about several hundred acres, and two large school fields were built on the left and right sides.

Later, after the troops withdrew, the land there was returned to the villagers.

However, because there is already a lot of land in Sichuan District, if you grow crops on Ping'ertai, you will have to renovate the entire water lifting project.

Before the package was delivered to the household, the village did not have enough funds.

After the package arrived at the household, everyone did not have that mind.

Between the large tracts of land on the Ping'er Terrace, which had been barren for a long time, a lot of licorice and clusters of white thorns grew.

Although licorice and white thorn root are cheap, they can also be used in medicine, and Grandpa Lin also accepted these two medicinal materials in order not to refute the children's desire to dig herbs and save money.