The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 10 Barter

"Okay, don't drink a little wine, and you won't lock the door.

I'm hungry, eat quickly, I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something to say. "

Seeing his son keep pouring wine into his mouth, Zhao Sihai, who had only drank a bowl, was a little unhappy.

Going down with a bowl of wine neither relieved his fatigue nor dispelled the chill in his body, which made him a little unhappy.

Unhappy in his heart, he could only vent his anger on his son. Zhao Mankui did not hesitate to give Li Shengli a steamed bun with Lianghe noodles when he gave an order.

I also took one myself, and with one bite, a corner of the steamed bun the size of my palm disappeared.

After receiving the Xuanruan steamed buns, Li Shengli was not polite, and took a bite, his mouth was full of sweetness.

After Master Hai moved his chopsticks, the big guys also took their own dishes, but none of the three children put their chopsticks on the stewed rabbit meat.

He just kept eating steamed pickles in meat oil, and Li Shengli also tried to take a bite.

A soft salty fragrance spreads in the mouth, and the mouthful of oily aroma accompanied by sweet steamed buns is a treat.

"Victory, eat some rabbit meat. The three of them caught it in the mountains in autumn. It's fat!"

Zhao Mankui ate steamed buns and sipped wine, and couldn't keep his mouth idle. He kept letting Li Shengli eat the stewed rabbit meat in the small pot.

Li Shengli tried to take a bite here. The dried rabbit meat had been marinated before, and it was very salty.

In terms of taste, it is far inferior to steamed pickles in meat oil, but it barely tastes like meat.

From the food appearance of the three boys of the Zhao family, it can be seen that there is no shortage of food in this family.

The steamed buns with Lianghe noodles were spun down by them, and they didn't care whether there was enough food or not.

With three children as role models, Li Shengli also let go completely. After eating three big steamed buns in a row, he felt half full.

Although the steamed buns with Lianghe noodles are also included in the coarse grains, Zhao's steamed pickles with meat oil are full of oil, so if you eat too much, you may hurt your spleen and stomach.

After being seven or eight percent full, Li Shengli began to savor the sweet potato roast in the bowl.

The alcohol is above [-] degrees, with a slightly sweet aftertaste and a spicy and bitter aftertaste. It is full of fire. It should be a recent new wine.

"Shengli, you are all young men, don't take your time eating, there is a ration in your city.

In our house, you are open-minded. Look at these three boys, which one does not eat three or five steamed buns for a meal? "

Zhao Sihai was old and had a small appetite, so he was the first to finish his meal.

Seeing that Li Shengli couldn't let go, he persuaded him from the sidelines.

"Master Hai, I've almost eaten enough. Overeating hurts the spleen and stomach, but it's not good if you eat too much.

I think the aconitum wine is almost done, so let's get down to business first? "

After killing the remaining wine in the bowl in one gulp, he didn't feel a little drunk, and Li Shengli probably had the bottom line.

Drinking half a catty of such sweet potatoes won't put him down.

"Okay, let's get down to business first. After a sip of wine, I really don't have much strength in my legs. It depends on your skills."

Using a temporary substitute, aconitum wine, stroked Haiye's injured leg, and saw that the congestion was showing signs of dissipating.

Only then did Li Shengli put the splint back on him.

"Master Hai, as long as you don't do strenuous exercise, you'll be fine within a month.

If you want to go up the mountain to do heavy work, you need to raise it for at least three months, so please pay more attention.

Lord Hai, can you give me some of the first wine at home, and get me a rag. "

After dealing with Haiye's injury, Li Shengli also made a small request.

Except for the tools, everything in the luggage bag has not been sorted out.

Mildew stains on military coats and cowhide bags also need to be dealt with. Although the first wine contains methanol, it still has the effect of disinfection and sterilization.

"Boss, I will give you Uncle Shengli the first wine in the wing room to find out later.

Find another rag and take your uncle around the village tomorrow.

Shengli, tonight you will live on the kang in the east room, and I will live in the wing room with your aunt. "

Zhao Sihai is also unambiguous about hospitality, especially for lifesavers like Li Shengli.

The East House is the best house. When steaming steamed buns, the kang is also baked. Sleeping on it in winter is the most enjoyable.

"Master Hai, I'd better live in the wing room.

I have never slept on a kang at home, and I am afraid of being scorched by the heat.

I am young and strong, not afraid of the cold. "

There are rules for being a host, and there are rules for being a guest. Mutual humility is a virtue.

Hai Ye was only fractured, far from fatal, and Zhao Mankui was already waiting at the entrance of the village.

If Master Hai didn't come home for a long time, Zhao Mankui could also find Master Hai. He just offered a helping hand, which was not a life-saving grace at all.

This is also the reason why Li Shengli had to give food stamps before eating. It can be completely offset by staying overnight and adding a full meal.

This is not Li Shengli's utilitarianism, everything has to be settled, it's just self-knowledge.

Cleaned up Lord Hai's injuries, drank some warm water from the wine bowl at the dinner table, and then filled the kettle.

Li Shengli followed the eldest grandson of the Zhao family into the wing room. Although the village was powered on, only the main house of the Zhao family had the wires, and the wing room had no electricity.

"Uncle, when you get up to pee at night, you can just find a tree root. The chickens and ducks raised in the dry toilet can't get in."

After lighting the kerosene lamp for Li Shengli, the eldest grandson of the Zhao family considered it appropriate, and told him a convenient location before leaving the wing.

The wing room was divided into two rooms. There were a lot of herbs and farm tools in the outer room, and a wooden bed and a few cabinets in the inner room. The space seemed a bit cramped.

Li Shengli's luggage was placed outside, because the things inside were moldy, and the room smelled somewhat musty.

He simply opened the luggage bag outside, dampened the rag with some wine, and wiped the mildew stains on the cotton coat.

While wiping, Li Shengli found that the coat in his hand was not a cotton coat. The double layer of fabric should be filled with fur, which is considered a high-end product.

After wiping his coat and propping it up with farm tools, he dug out two pairs of big-toed shoes.

The single big-toed shoes were the same size as Li Shengli's, but a little bigger, and the fur-lined shoes were a little smaller, so he couldn't fit them in.

It may be due to inventory reasons. The soles of the two pairs of big-toed shoes are extraordinarily hard. If you want to wear them comfortably, you have to step on them well.

After packing up the big-toed shoes, Li Shengli untied the green marching blanket. This thing needs to be washed, otherwise the musty smell will not be wiped off.

The tableware for the bread inside is unique, each tableware has something in it.

He opened it and took a look. In addition to a few windproof lighters, there were also small oil cans, fishing lines and other logistical bits and pieces, which were somewhat useful.

There was a new discovery among the tableware. Li Shengli also paid attention to the three travel bags. There were also things in them, but there were a few items that he couldn't get out.

In the marching bag, in addition to leggings and canvas belts, there are several bayonets and sabers.

The bayonet is the same as the engineer shovel, with the chrysanthemum symbol on it, it is a devil's product, and the saber should be the product of the US enemy.

The devil's bayonet was too long, so Li Shengli only left one saber outside, and put the rest in a sack.

The extra gains made Li Shengli a little thankful, but also a little frightened. The lucky thing is the harvest.

What is frightening is how to deal with these things. If they are found out when they go back, they will be in big trouble.

But he took everything, and he didn't struggle too much. After packing up, he tried the windproof lighter again.

Borrowing some kerosene from the oil lamp, I ignited the lighter a few times, and it worked fine, but I don’t have any cigarettes on me now, otherwise I would enjoy lighting one.

After packing up, I felt exhausted. After walking for a day, I dug another big hole and split two pieces of gold.

Although he was full for dinner, he still felt a little tired. After turning off the oil lamp, Li Shengli rolled the quilt around his body and fell asleep with his clothes on.

Because of exhaustion and fullness, plus a bowl of roasted sweet potatoes, Li Shengli slept soundly this time.

When he woke up, the sun was already high, and when he walked into the yard, several children from the Zhao family were gathering the firewood they brought back last night.

Master Hai was leaning against the west side of the main room, basking in the morning sun, and his lazy appearance was very comfortable.

"Shengli woke up, there is food in the house, go eat first and then talk."

Hai Ye spoke, and Li Shengli was not polite, and went straight into the main room.

Zhao's breakfast is also good, there are leftover Lianghe noodles steamed buns from last night, and stick noodle porridge with sweet potatoes and pumpkins.

Compared with the thin porridge of Li's family in the courtyard, Zhao's sweet potato and pumpkin porridge is so thick that it can be used as a staple food.

After eating a steamed bun and drinking two big bowls of sweet potato and pumpkin porridge, Li Shengli got the simplest and most practical satisfaction early in the morning.

"Shengli, just now I told you Brother Mankui that there are a few people with bad legs, feet and backs in the village, please take a look.

There are no doctors in our place, and the hospitals in the city look down on some old injuries. Are you troubled?
Although we don't have much money in the valley, we have a lot of miscellaneous grains, and we use grains as medical fees. "

Seeing Li Shengli leaving the room, Zhao Sihai also took the initiative to speak.

Every year in the village, there are always a few injured, because of inconvenient transportation and insufficient medical conditions, the accumulation is accumulated year after year.

There are also many wounded people who have lost the ability to work. Although the village distributes work points according to work, the principle is that everyone has a share.

Starving people to death without the ability to work does not exist now.

For these people, Zhao Sihai's side treats dead horses as living horse doctors. If they are cured, there will be too much labor in the village.

Wali is a small village, and every labor is precious to the village, so Zhao Sihai asked his son to find someone early in the morning.

"Success!
Lord Hai, what I'm learning now is only bone injuries, I can't see other diseases.

Lord Hai, can I use the drying rope in the yard? "

After agreeing to Lord Hai, Li Shengli did not forget to get vaccinated.

He still understands the thoughts of patients. Under the current medical conditions, there are many difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Many diseases are painful, and Li Shengli is not unable to see some simple diseases, but it is true that his ability is limited.

Traditional Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and it is not easy to be proficient in orthopedics. If you dabble too much, it is inevitable that you will not be erudite.

Too much tone and too much performance are not a good thing for Li Shengli.

The coats and marching blankets in the wing room also need to be dried. There are many people in the courtyard. Zhao's courtyard is not small, so Li Shengli also asked for it.

"Do as you please, live in your own home.

Stay at my house for two days, Master Hai takes care of food and housing. When you go back, I will ask my grandson to drive you back in a donkey cart.

Bring firewood and food. "

In the early years, when a doctor or a doctor from Youfang arrived, the village had to make room to take care of the meal.

For Li Shengli, Zhao Sihai looked at him as a lifesaver, so he was treated extraordinarily generously.

"Then thank you, Lord Hai."

Leaning against the wall and looking at the young and mature Li Shengli, Zhao Sihai nodded.

It was his luck to meet this kid, and if he could heal other wounded people in the village, then this kid would be a nobleman in the valley.

In a small village with a total of one hundred households, there is only so much labor. One more idler means one less grain.

The land in the village needs to be cultivated, and the private land on the mountain is also indispensable. The task of opening the canal in winter has come down.

Although he is not the village party secretary, as the village party secretary's father, Zhao Sihai knows all the big and small things in the village.

After getting along for a short time, he also felt that Li Shengli was reliable, he was his noble person, and he wanted to get close to him.

(End of this chapter)