It was dark, the oil lamps were lit in the cowshed, and clusters of mosquitoes swirled and swirled in the lights, and the buzzing sound made people upset.

Shu Ange took water to clean Uncle Cai's wounds, and used a clean cloth to help him bandage it briefly.

"Little comrade, does Lao Cai's leg need to be smeared with some plant ash?"

In the countryside, when there is no medicine, the villagers often take plant ash to disinfect.

At first, these intellectuals from the city thought that many local methods in the countryside were unscientific, but after staying for a long time, they became accustomed to these unscientific local methods.

Speaking of which, when they were young, how many of them were from the city?

Shu Ange shook his head and flicked the hair hanging on his cheeks to the side: "You don't need plant ash, the wound is not deep, and you can heal yourself, but you can't go into the water recently." ”

The water in the rice field is terrible, and there are many microorganisms in it, Uncle Cai continues to go into the water, and the wound infection is not a joke.

"Ugh."

The person who was talking to Shu Ange let out a long sigh and said sadly: "Tomorrow, we will beg the captain to let Lao Cai rest for two days, and labor reform can't kill people." ”

The captain of Shishui Village is quite loyal and honest, not the kind of person who is completely unsympathetic.

"Well, after work tomorrow, I'll get some herbs and bring them over."

Shu Ange's words won the unanimous gratitude of the three old people. They looked at her with cloudy eyes, pursed their lips, and could not say a word.

After a while, the eldest Zhang Lihai spoke: "Little comrade, what is your name and where are you from?" My name is Zhang Lihai, this is Zhu Zhenhua, and the sick old Cai is called Cai Guoqing. ”

Zhang Lihai didn't introduce where they came from, people like them only add sadness to mentioning the past, and no matter how brilliant the past is, it can only be the past.

"My name is Liu Meizhen, an educated youth from Shanghai who came to join the queue."

"Haishi, I'm also from Haishi, and we're still fellow villagers."

Zhu Zhenhua said such a sentence with some surprise, and then stopped his voice.

Xiaoyanagi is a good girl, he can't mess around. If someone finds out, it will affect Koyanagi's future if it is serious.

Shu Ange didn't say much, and was about to leave after treating Cai Guoqing's wounds.

Cai Guoqing rested for a day, Zhu Zhenhua held a bowl of wild vegetable porridge, and persuaded embarrassedly: "Little comrade, you have been busy for so long, let's drink a bowl of hot soup." ”

Shishui Village is poor and jingling, and the food for a year is not enough to make ends meet.

The peasants can also rely on their own cunning to quietly get some land in the mountains for themselves, or secretly get some game to make tooth sacrifices.

These old people who live in the cowshed and have been through the vicissitudes of time have no other way out.

The food distributed to them in the village is very small, and if it weren't for the occasional kind-hearted villagers who distribute some food to them, they might not have survived until now.

When the educated youth first came, they were well-behaved, and there were always cultural people in front of them. Later, his hungry eyes turned green, and he began to steal chickens and dogs in the village to get food, which was very disliked.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhu, I have food left at home, and it's time to go back when it's not too early."

Shu Ange turned down this bowl of simple invitation, she knew that if she ate this bowl of rice, the three old people would be hungry.

"Liu Zhiqing, walk slowly on the road."

Zhang Lihai stood in front of the dilapidated and simple wooden door, watching Shu Ange leave.

In the vast night, her tall figure is like a small poplar.

At all times, good people are always in the majority. In the big night, the three old men of them are not good at keeping the little girl.

Due to the problem of ingredients, in order not to cause trouble to the little girl, they did not dare to escort her back.

Yoo Mi-jin, this name is good, full of the vitality and beauty unique to young people.

On the second day, Cai Guoqing didn't go to work, Shu Ange didn't lie, and after finishing the work in the field, he secretly sent the herbs for typhoid fever to him.

Cai Guoqing's symptoms were similar to hers, and when Shu Ange came to deliver herbs, he found that he had more symptoms of diarrhea, and the next day he sent some new herbs.

After a few back and forth, Shu Ange became familiar with the three old uncles in the cowshed.

From the few words they occasionally revealed, Shu Ange roughly sorted out the previous identities of the three of them.

Zhang Lihai used to be a well-known surgeon in Haishi, and Zhu Zhenhua was a senior engineer at the Building Materials Research and Design Institute.

As for Cai Guoqing, Shu Ange listens to him like a professor at Qingda in Beijing, but judging by his words and deeds, he doesn't look like just a professor.

Shu Ange is a person with very keen perception, and she feels that Cai Guoqing looks like an official.

However, she didn't ask about the origin of the three people, and the other party was willing to tell her her identity, which was already a sign of trusting Shu Ange very much.

Shu Ange has a lot of respect for intellectuals, she usually gets some food to replenish her body, and she doesn't forget to quietly send some to Uncle Cai and them to make up for their bodies.

In the past two years, the trend of cutting the tail of capitalism has weakened a little, and there have been more people reselling things in private.

The mother of the child was worried that when the original owner cut the queue in Jiangxi, Liu's father and Liu's mother squeezed out food stamps and money from between their teeth to give her, just to make her life a little easier.

Liu Meizhen is a good child with filial piety, after receiving things from her parents in the past, she always carefully hid them, and when she went home to visit relatives, she quietly left them to her parents.

Shu Ange knew that the situation was about to get better, so he ended this little cycle of pushing and letting go, full of love.

She took the food stamps and money, exchanged some food on the black market, and raised herself in less than a month.

In this era, it is good to say that food is the most difficult to buy, and it is really difficult to buy it with money and food stamps.

If he couldn't buy it, Shu Ange was self-reliant, and in the dead of night, he went into the water alone to fish, or went up to the mountains to hunt.

Most places in Shishui Village are not connected to electricity, and there are very few people willing to go out in the dark night.

Although there are no large carnivores such as tigers and bears in the mountains, wolves and wild boars are still found deep in the mountains.

So Shu Ange waited until he was able to shoot a wolf or wild boar with his bare hands, and then he just went to the mountains.

I don't know if it's luck or luck, she has run so many times up and down the mountain, and she has also met big guys.

In this era, the wildlife protection law was not as strict as in later generations, and it was still legal to beat some pheasants, rabbits, and foxes.

Near the village, the small animals were almost caught, and Shu Ange simply caught pheasants and hares for dozens of miles in the middle of the night.

The game that was brought back, Shu Ange not only secretly cooked it himself, but also took it to the black market to sell it.

It didn't take long for her to earn back the food stamps and money she had spent before.

Shu Ange couldn't bear to bear the suffering of the three old people in the cowshed, so he got some cured meat and hid it in their burrow.