Lin Qingqing smiled and began to collect the herbs.
Song Yiyuan heard the noise in the room and knew that Lin Qingqing had returned from the mountains.
His beautiful eyebrows were condensed together, and he planned to wait for Father and Mother Lin to come back in the evening to discuss with them and send him to the county hospital.
His wound must be de-inflamed, otherwise it will fester.
Lin Qingqing separated out the herbs Song Yiyuan wanted to use, washed them first, and then placed them on the open ground to dry the raw water on them.
The weather in mid-July will be dry soon.
Looking at the herbs on the ground, Lin Qingqing smiled gradually and felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
"Sister-in-law, you eat the fruit."
Da Ya brought a basin of washed fruit to Lin Qingqing and looked at her without blinking.
When there is good food at home, my sister-in-law eats it first. This is what grandma and dad said.
Lin Qingqing took a few, touched her head and said, "Take them and share them with your younger brothers and sisters."
Thinking of the eggs in her pocket, she looked at Er Mao under the tree. Waved to Si Mao.
"Er Mao, Si Mao, come here."
Er Mao and Si Mao heard the shouting and trotted over with a few wild fruits in their hands.
Lin Qingqing put the wild fruit back into his pocket, took out the egg, and peeled the shell.
Er Mao looked at the eggs with eager eyes, wondering if my sister-in-law wanted to eat the eggs for herself?
Si Mao stared at the egg in Lin Qingqing’s hand and swallowed hard.
Lin Qingqing divided the egg into two halves and put it in their hands.
"You two share this egg, and give it to others later."
The two of them looked at the eggs in their hands, a little confused, the eggs were not just for my sister-in-law. Can I eat it?
Er Mao looked at Lin Qingqing in disbelief, as if asking her, can this really be eaten?
Lin Qingqing touched their heads: "This is for you two."
The two staggered back to the tree, and Lin Qingqing wanted to laugh.
Lin Qingqing quickly turned over the herbs and went to the kitchen to find a stone mortar.
Seeing Lin Qingqing busy at work, with several little carrot heads watching around, Er Mao asked: "Sister-in-law, what is this?"
"This is a herbal medicine, it can "It's for curing diseases, you see, this one is called Xia Ku." She picked up one and said.
"Let's help my sister-in-law." Da Mao took the lead.
Lin Qingqing nodded and let them do their work. Maybe they would be happier.
"Da Mao, go and heat up the stove. I want to use the pot."
Da Mao nodded excitedly after receiving the task. His sister-in-law gave Er Mao and Si Mao eggs to eat, and he took care of himself. Look, maybe there are some delicious and soft eggs to eat.
Da Mao ran to the stove and started to light the fire hard.
"Da Ya, please help me turn over the herbs."
"Hey."
Da Ya also responded happily, imitating Lin Qingqing's behavior. Carefully turning over the herbs, Lin Qingqing smiled and praised them for their job well done.
The pot on the stove is just hot, and the herbs are drying.
"You go and play. Brother Damao will heat up food for you later."
Every day when the Lin family goes to work, they bring food to eat outside. Their home is far away from Tian , to save on running back and forth, I would keep rice at home and put it in a small pot, and then heat it up and eat it.
Lin Qingqing put all the herbs into bamboo baskets, put the ten herbs into the pot and stir-fried them to dry.
After stir-frying, let Da Mao heat up the rice while the stove is hot.
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She took the herbs to the stone table in the yard and started pounding the medicine. The midday sun was scorching, and soon Lin Qingqing was sweating from the heat.
In the era without fans and air conditioners, summer was really difficult.
Just as I was thinking about it, a little hand held a half-old towel and handed it over. It was Erya from the second brother's family.
Lin Qingqing took the towel, touched Erya's head and said, "Thank you, Erya."
Erya ran away happily.
"Sister-in-law, the rice is hot." Da Mao called at the kitchen door.
Lin Qingqing said without raising her head: "Send a bowl to Uncle Song, and then take your brothers and sisters to eat. I'll eat after I'm busy."
"Hey." Da Mao responded and started to serve the rice. Da Ya took a group of little carrot heads to help.
The children went to bed after eating.
Lin Qingqing looked at the large bowl full of powder at her hand and raised the corners of her mouth. This was enough for Song Yiyuan.
In the house, Song Yiyuan looked through the window and saw Lin Qingqing who was hard at work making medicine in the yard. Her cheeks were flushed from the exercise, and the broken hair on her forehead was stuck to her face with sweat.
Song Yiyuan glanced at it and immediately looked away.
Lin Qingqing pounded the last fresh herbal medicine into a concoction, mixed the medicinal powder and concoction in proportion, and set aside the amount to be used today. The remaining paste was sedated with well water, or else It's easy to spoil in such hot weather.
This is the first time I take action here, and I can only succeed and not fail.
Lin Qingqing carried a big bowl and came to Song Yiyuan's house. The door was not closed, so she coughed and went straight in.
Song Yiyuan was still leaning against the cage so firmly, but his lips were a little white, indicating that he was not feeling well now.
Lin Qingqing somewhat admired him for being able to hold on for so long.
Rotting wounds are burning pain and itchy, which will be doubly uncomfortable in the dog days of summer.
Song Yiyuan saw her coming and looked up at the medicine in her hand.Fuzzy, frowning slightly.
Seeing Lin Qingqing take off his clothes when he came up, he said in a deep voice: "My injury cannot be cured by a few herbs. The wound needs anti-inflammation."
Clearly aware of the situation in front of him People don’t understand this, but they still want to make it clear.
Lin Qingqing continued to take off his clothes and chuckled: "How can I know if it can't be cured if I don't give it a try? Could it be that I will harm my fiancé."
Song Yiyuan's face changed. black.
Lin Qingqing came behind him and roughly applied the medicine on Song Yiyuan's back.
Song Yiyuan, who was about to resist, stopped his hand. The cold medicine was applied on it, and the pain of the wound seemed to be relieved a lot.
Lin Qingqing quickly applied the medicine on her back and then applied it on her waist.
Song Yiyuan was sure that he was not hallucinating. The wound after applying the medicine was really not that uncomfortable, and it was cool and comfortable.
Comfortable? Song Yiyuan was a little surprised when this word popped into his head.
Lin Qingqing looked for wounds on Song Yiyuan's body like he was turning over something. There were also some small wounds on his legs and he applied medicine on them.
Song Yiyuan lost his temper after being teased. People in the army would be surprised if they saw it. Team leader Song would let a woman tease him casually.
After seeing that there were no wounds, Lin Qingqing picked up the bowl and left with satisfaction.
Before leaving, he said in a doctor's tone: "Don't squeeze the wound. You should lie on your left side and sleep. It will heal in three days."
Song Yiyuan felt a little strange when he heard this. I can't tell what's strange about it.
How could such a deep wound heal in three days?
Song Yiyuan frowned, but in just two minutes, the burning feeling on his back was gone.
There is no pain in the wounds on the body.
Song Yiyuan was suspicious, so he wiped some medicinal residue from the wound and smelled it, but did not smell any special medicinal herbs.