"Guo'er is fine, as before, her body is still too weak, don't exercise hard, go home and recuperate......"

Doctor Huang in the village shook his head and sighed again and again.

Song Che, who was waiting by the bedside, felt sorry for himself, and he asked, "Doctor Huang, since you are in weak health, why don't you prescribe a few pairs of medicines to recuperate?" ”

Doctor Huang glanced at Song Che, spread his hands, shook his head, didn't say a word, and walked out of the room with a sigh.

"Sister Guo......"

Guo'er on the bed had woken up, she pulled the corner of Guo Shuyun's clothes, and called weakly: "Don't blame Uncle Song, it's Guo'er's own poor health, and she insists on dancing and exercising, so that everyone has no story to listen to......"

"Silly Kid ......"

Guo Shuyun sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked the little girl's head, "Don't worry, Guo'er, Uncle Kui will come back with medicinal herbs in a few days, and then your illness will be cured, let's do gymnastics together, okay?" ”

The little girl hummed obediently.

Guo Shuyun told him to take a good rest, and then left the room with everyone.

"Kangba, these days, I have instructed the people in the room to cook more meat soup to replenish the body."

"Okay chief."

Gradually, the sun sets.

Song Che's guest room, on the same road as Guo Shuyun, walked silently one after the other, and the shadow under the afterglow was so long.

"Guo'er, she doesn't have parents?" Song Che suddenly asked.

After a while, Guo Shuyun replied lightly: "Most of the children you see today are orphans in the Beiliang War, and they are fostered in various families. ”

There was silence for another moment.

"You guys, no herbs?" Song Che asked.

Guo Shuyun shook his head, but said in a low voice: "Kuijin will buy it back soon......"

But if the field is bombed, commerce and trade will definitely be affected, and there is a shortage of medicinal materials in the northwest, where will he buy it?

"Actually, when I took those children to dance today, I found that their physical condition didn't seem to be very good, have you ever thought that this is caused by other reasons?" Song Che asked.

Guo Shuyun turned her head and stared at Song Che: "What are you doing with so many questions?" Just do your own thing, and you don't need an outsider to care about the things in the village. ”

"I just want to help these kids."

"You're our captive, why are you so kind?"

Even if she asked so, Song Che didn't know how to answer, indeed, a person who was sold took the initiative to help others count the money, it was really stupid enough.

Back to the room.

Song Che used pen and paper to silently write the "Three Character Classic" and "Ninety-Nine Multiplication Table" respectively, which is a promise to the children and must be fulfilled.

"Mr. Song, it's time for dinner."

Six of Hearts walked into the guest room with dinner, two flatbreads and a bowl of meat soup as standard.

Song Che was engrossed in writing silently, and asked him to put it down with a gentle sentence.

The Six of Hearts put down dinner, but did not leave, and stood quietly at the table.

Song Che glanced at the big man on the side out of the corner of his eye, there was such a wall of flesh lying here, it was difficult to make people feel comfortable, he asked:

"Are you okay?"

The appearance of the six branches of hearts really did not match his body type, he took a deep breath and apologized:

"Last night, I called Mr. Song a 'little white face', I was offended, and I ask Mr. for forgiveness."

Song Che raised his eyebrows and said with a wry smile: "Your attitude has suddenly changed so much, to be honest, I'm really not used to it." ”

The Six of Hearts said: "I am a rough person, I can only distinguish between good and bad, and my brothers and I think that a person who is good to children must be worthy of respect." ”

Hearing this, Song Che was really a little moved in his heart?

Guo Shuyun asked him why he was so good to his children, and he didn't know how to answer at the time, but now he finally figured it out, because he is the father of three children.

The more things people have, the stronger the sense of substitution, and the easier it is for the eyes to get into the sand.

"By the way, Brother Red Heart, how is the food situation in your village?" Song Che asked.

The six of hearts said: "Sir also saw today, we have land, water, and poultry, cattle and sheep, and there is no shortage of food, otherwise we will not send you meat soup at once." ”

That's very strange, the food is so good, why is the child still in such poor health?

Song Che stared at the meat soup in the bowl, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth, the meat was fresh meat, it was this taste, it was really unsatisfactory.

"You eat the same food as I do?"

"The people in the whole village are the same, including a few leaders."

"Coarse salt?"

"How can there be fine salt in the northwest, I'm afraid that only in big towns like Xiliangcheng can you eat refined salt."

"How coarse is your kosher salt?" Song Che asked again.

The Six of Hearts pinched the knuckle of his little thumb: "It's probably so thick." ”

The little finger is so thick! Where can it be called coarse salt, I'm afraid it was dug directly from the mine, right?

Song Che seems to have discovered the problem!

"Let's go, let's go to the room!"

He wrapped up a roll of paper, tucked it into his sleeve, and strode out of the room.

When I came to the room, I opened the salt shaker and took a look, pieces of irregular, light yellow crystals, where is this salt? It's clearly a salt mine!

Mineral salt is different from sea salt, not only has impurities, but also slightly toxic, adults can still digest and decompose after eating, and children will only eat more and more worse.

What is the difficulty of refining and purifying?

"Square Slice Four, Plum Blossom Five, you go and help me find some quicklime, there should be something here, right?"

"Lime is everywhere, but Mr. Song, what do you want this for? Glue the wall? ”

"Just find it, about a pound."

Originally, Song Che had refined salt once in Chenjia Village, but at that time it was sea salt, which could be simply filtered and purified.

"Hearts, spades, don't be idle, crush all the coarse salt, the more broken the better." Song Che greeted.

The remaining two brothers didn't ask much, and put three or four catties of coarse salt everywhere, and the big knife was smashed, and it was shattered.

Song Che took a basin, filled half a basin of warm water, poured coarse salt into it, and quickly stirred to decompose the coarse salt, and obtained a basin of light yellow brine.

"Look, this is the salt you eat, it's dirtier than the water I use to wash my feet, how can the child not get sick after eating it?" Song Che pointed to the salt water in the basin and asked the two brothers again:

"Do you have gauze, muslin, wrapping, and the kind for sifting tofu dregs?"

The two brothers looked at each other and shook their heads, and the six of hearts tugged at the placket of their clothes and said bitterly: "We all wear coarse cloth clothes here." ”

Song Che glanced at the brocade robe on his body, sighed, he was abducted here, there is only such a good dress, but he can't care so much.

"Sting!"

He ruthlessly tore off the brocade robe, took out a porcelain jar, lined the brocade cloth on the mouth of the jar, beckoned the six of hearts to help, and began to filter the coarse salt water.