After traveling dozens of miles, Wang Yanqiang drove the hand-held tractor, while Wang Manyin and Liu Xiangyang sat on the car gang to rest.

Tossed back and forth last night, and couldn't sleep well at all.

At this time, Wang Manyin only felt that his eyelids were fighting, and he was half asleep, but he heard a chirp from beside him.

At first, he thought it was a sheep crowing, but he inadvertently looked up, only to find that Liu Xiangyang on the other side had a stupid white face, and one hand was covering his stomach.

"Xiangyang, what's wrong with you?" Wang Manyin asked urgently.

"I ate the baked cakes too quickly in the morning, and I poured cold water into my stomach, which makes me a little flatulent at this time." Liu Xiangyang continued to rub his stomach and replied weakly. Z.br>

Wang Manyin hurriedly turned his head and ordered, "Uncle Yanqiang, drive slowly, Xiang Yang's stomach hurts a little."

Hearing this, the speed of the car slowed down.

However, after driving some distance, he found that the other party's situation did not improve. At this moment, Liu Xiangyang's expression became more and more painful, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Park, stop!" Wang Manyin didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly shouted to stop.

After Wang Yanqiang turned off the engine, he walked quickly to the side of the carriage.

After two glances, he said, "Xiangyang, roll up your clothes and let me see what's going on?"

Liu Xiangyang didn't know why, but he still grabbed the hem of his clothes and rolled it up.

Wang Yanqiang stretched out his finger and flicked it on his stomach, bouncing around. Then, a few more pinchs.

After some examination, he confidently said, "It's okay, it's a little problem. It's woolly boils, and I can cure it."

"Uncle Yanqiang, it's really fake...... Will you heal?" Liu Xiangyang endured the pain and asked out in confusion. After coming to Jar Village for more than half a year, it was the first time he had heard that the other party could cure diseases.

Not only him, but Wang Manyin also asked in surprise, "Wool boils, what is it?" Are you saying that Xiang Yang is allergic to sheep?"

The name of this disease sounds so strange that I don't remember it in my predecessor's memory.

However, judging from the name alone, it should be related to sheep. Now they have a dozen sheep in their cart...... Some people will have a very serious allergic reaction after touching wool, and this Wang Manyin knows it.

For example, there are large red bumps on the body, and even difficulty breathing.

But Liu Xiangyang's situation is not quite the same.

"I can't tell, it's just that there is wool in the human body, just find a needle and pick it out." Wang Yanqiang said directly.

"Uncle Yanqiang, you're too. If you are sick, you should rush to the hospital. I remember that twenty miles from the drive will be in front of us, and there will be a commune in front of us, so let's find a doctor."

Wang Manyin originally thought that wool boils were wool allergies, but now after listening to the other party's answer, he felt a little insulting to IQ. It's a statement that "outrageous, open the door - outrageous".

As long as you have a brain, you know that it is impossible to grow wool in the human body. The conclusions are all wrong, and they still say that they treat people?

"Whoa, whoa......"

Over there, Liu Xiangyang hurt even more. Suddenly, he stumbled out of the car and began to roll on the grass.

"Man Yin, you believe me, just get a needle and try it, it's a matter of a few minutes, if not, we'll send it to the hospital again." According to you, it will take at least half an hour to get from here to the hospital."

"Okay," seeing Liu Xiangyang's painful appearance, Wang Manyin could only choose "a dead horse as a live horse doctor".

But deep down, he thinks that this kind of method of picking wool with needles is simply more ridiculous than beating chicken blood.

"You look at people, I'm going to buy needles...... There's an old man guarding sheep there, and I'll ask if there's anyone nearby?" Wang Manyin stretched out his hand and pointed to the hillside in the distance.

There are sheep herders, which means that it is not far from the village.

However, he looked around and saw no caves nearby.

Handed over Liu Xiangyang to Wang Yanqiang to take care of, Wang Manyin quickly crossed several mountains more than ten meters high, and was just about to continue to walk forward, when his body suddenly stopped suddenly.

Good guy, I almost fell off someone's roof.

No wonder there is no village nearby, it turns out that the peasants here live in the pit courtyard. Wang Manyin is standing on the roof of someone's house at this moment.

The caves on the Loess Plateau are roughly divided into two types. One is Ming

The kiln, called the backing kiln, is the style of the cave where the people of the jar village live.

The other is the dark kiln, digging a cave in the ground, called a pit kiln, and in many places it is also called a pit courtyard.

The construction method of the pit kiln is slightly different from the open kiln, and a large pit about ten meters deep should be dug on the flat ground first, and the width and narrowness are determined according to the situation.

If there are few people in the family, you can make a courtyard, and one is a hole.

If you add Ding to the family to import, you can also continue to expand the pit and make it into eight courtyards, ten courtyards, and more than twelve courtyards. There are generally seepage wells in the courtyard, which can not only prevent rainwater from flowing into the cave, but also provide daily drinking for the cave owner.

However, in general, there is not much difference between the living methods of open kilns and dark kilns, which are divided into main kilns, guest kilns, cross kilns, kitchen kilns, livestock kilns and so on.

Many people think that the pit courtyard is a characteristic house on the other side of the Yellow River, but in fact, it is not the case, and this is also the case in many places in northern Shaanxi.

Especially in the Yushan area, which is close to the Mu Us Desert, the loess layer is relatively thin, and there is no way to dig caves on many cliffs, so people can only develop underground and dig out the pit courtyard to live.

Of course, another reason has to do with the fact that there are frequent wars in the area.

Pit kilns are highly concealed and difficult to see from a distance if you are not familiar with the surrounding environment.

When Wang Manyin drove by the neighborhood before, he didn't notice at all that there was a village 100 meters away.

At this moment, he stood on the top of the kiln and looked down, and saw an old lady with white hair sitting in the courtyard, slowly shaking the spinning wheel with one hand, spinning wool.

Next to him, there was a broken baby wearing open crotch pants and a runny nose, squatting on the ground to pee and mud, and having a good time.

"Auntie, are you busy?" Wang Manyin hurriedly greeted loudly.

Hearing a sound from the roof, the grandmother and grandson looked up in unison.

When the broken baby saw a stranger, she seemed frightened and hurriedly ran into her grandmother's arms to hide.

"What are you doing?" The old lady asked aloud.

"Auntie, do you have a needle at home? One of my companions has woolly boils and has a terrible stomachache, and I want to buy you a big needle to cure his illness."

Wang Manyin spoke, but did not enter the courtyard.

"Yes, I'll get it for you," the old lady did not hesitate, and immediately turned back to the house.

Soon, he walked up from the doorway with his grandson, holding a large needle in his hand.

After Wang Manyin took it, he thanked him repeatedly, and took out five cents from his pocket and handed it over.

If you open a sales point at home, you naturally know the price of needlework. A large needle is two cents, and a small needle is one cent. But now treating diseases and saving people, naturally it can't be counted like this.

"If you want any money, take it." The old lady waved her hand again and again.

Wang Manyin refused to ask for anything in vain, and stuffed five cents into the other party's hand, "Auntie, you also paid for it, so you should buy some snacks for your grandson."

Without waiting for the other party to refuse, he hurried away.

When he returned, he saw that Wang Yanqiang had already lit a fire next to the car.

The other party took the large needle, plunged a section directly into the branch, and then placed it on the fire to roast.

"Uncle Yanqiang, are you really good at treating woolly boils?" Seeing that the big needle was burning red, Wang Manyin was a little frightened.

"You put a hundred hearts, wait and help me press Xiangyang, don't let him struggle!" Wang Yanqiang is still full of confidence and speaks.

Wait for the big needle to burn red and cool, even if the disinfection is completed.

He pinched one end and scraped back and forth on Liu Xiangyang's belly.

Liu Xiangyang was so in pain that he couldn't move at all while lying on the grass. But when the needle fell on his body, he immediately screamed in horror, "It hurts, it hurts...... Uncle Yanqiang, you tap! Otherwise, I'll be cured, and I'll go to the hospital for a while!"

He also felt creepy, and he was really afraid that the other party would pierce the big needle directly into his flesh.

"Don't move, right now! Full of silver, hold his arm......

Wang Manyin could only helplessly cooperate and directly fixed Liu Xiangyang's hands.

Over there, Wang Yanqiang sat on his legs and didn't let the other party struggle back and forth.

Seeing this, Wang Manyin instinctively remembered the scene of killing a pig last time.

But when it comes to the end, I can only hope for a miracle.

In his gaze, after Wang Yanqiang took the big needle and pulled it a few times, he suddenly pierced it diagonally according to his belly, and suddenly picked it out!

"I'm going, what's going on?" Wang Manyin was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but exclaim.

He originally thought that the so-called wool boils were soil acupuncture, but with Wang Yanqiang's movements, he really picked out a white thing from inside, which looked very much like wool, and there was a little blood stain on it.

Then, I picked another one.

Wang Manyin stared at the whole time, and his eyes didn't blink. He was extremely sure that Wang Yanqiang did not play tricks.

"Poof......

At this time, Liu Xiangyang's body twisted, and suddenly a dull and long fart came.

The stomach rumbled, and a few more.

Really?

Seeing Liu Xiangyang's bulging belly, the speed decreased with the naked eye. Wang Manyin felt that his medical knowledge had been quickly subverted.

He hurriedly asked, "Xiangyang, how do you feel?"

"Much better" After a few farts in a row, Liu Xiangyang's expression was a little more relaxed. He was even able to sit up from the ground and pat the dust off his body.

"Uncle Yanqiang, what the hell is this wool boil? How is it possible to have wool in a man's body?" Wang Manyin asked with curiosity.

So far, he is still in a state of confusion. Pick up a small stick and scratch it on the white filament.

Wang Manyin found that these white silks were not wool, but only shaped like them. But I can't figure out what it is.

"I don't know, I just know that it works." Wang Yanqiang shook his head.

"And who did you learn it from?" Liu Xiangyang also asked out loud. After a few minutes, he felt much better, and his stomach didn't hurt so much.

"My mom, it's passed down from the older generation. Picking wool boils can also treat Keshan disease, arthritis ......"

Listening to what the other party said became more and more mysterious, Wang Manyin didn't know whether to believe or doubt.

If you want to say that the treatment of arthritis, maybe it is possible. As for Keshan disease...... It is the name of the soil on this side of the Loess Plateau, and later generations called it an endemic cardiomyopathy, which is said to be related to selenium deficiency.

This one is a bit of!

Even the medicine of the future cannot completely solve the problem, you can pick it with a big needle?

But the point is that this thing is really useful, and it's infuriating.

Liu Xiangyang looked like he was going to die or live just now, but now he is like a person who has nothing to do.

Just like Chef Fan's famous saying, "But I'm better this year, I can trot, I can still walk, I can still jump!"