Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
When Song Yan saw Han Yu, he was startled. Han Yu looked like a dehydrated vegetable, her face so thin it was almost unrecognizable.
Han Yu's mother was also happy to see Song Yan. She planned to have Director Liu go to Qingshan Brigade to find Song Yan today. Han Yu was vomiting so badly; she vomited everything she ate, even water.
Song Yan: "I only know a little bit. I'm not as good as you think."
As he spoke, Song Yan placed his hand on his pulse. "No wonder you vomited so badly; your spleen and stomach are so weak. How come your qi and blood are so weak? Have you ever had a miscarriage before? Oh, I meant to ask if you've ever had a miscarriage? Was it late in the pregnancy?"
“Yes, you’re absolutely right. She was almost seven months pregnant at the time and had bled quite a bit. It’s been five years, and she hasn’t dared to have another child. She only dared to get pregnant when she thought she was fully recovered.” Han Yu’s mother said angrily, her eyes glaring at Director Liu.
Director Liu felt extremely guilty upon seeing this.
This is an internal family conflict.
Song Yan continued, "Since Sister Han Yu is pregnant, I don't recommend taking any medicine. Let's first use medicinal cuisine to regulate her spleen and stomach, and then regulate her qi and blood after the morning sickness subsides. Otherwise, with such severe morning sickness, she can't eat anything, and we can't regulate her qi and blood!"
Director Liu quickly replied, "I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you say."
Song Yan wrote down the recipe for the medicinal cuisine and carefully taught Han Yu's mother how to cook it.
"When we need to nourish Han Yu's blood and qi, we'll need ginseng and red dates. The older the ginseng, the better the effect," Song Yan continued.
"I'll have to ask someone to get me the red dates and ginseng too," Director Liu said with exceptional kindness.
"I have some red dates here, and they're top-quality ones." Song Yan said, taking a large bag of red dates from his basket. "I originally intended to give them to Sister Han Yu. If she can eat them, a few every day will be very beneficial." He wouldn't give them the ginseng; such good ginseng wasn't easy to find, and he didn't want to cause trouble.
“These dates are huge; we don’t even have dates like these in the supply and marketing cooperative. I must pay you back for the dates,” Director Liu said.
"You're being too polite. I already said this is for Sister Han Yu."...
Director Liu and Han Yu's mother were very polite, insisting that Song Yan have a meal before leaving. Song Yan was worried about Lao Liao and wanted to catch an early bus back...
Old Du waited for Song Yan to return in the woods at the village entrance.
Yesterday, Song Yan told them to wait for her in the woods. She brought back the medicine.
Old Liao had a fever again this morning, and was even a little delirious. They are at a loss and are just waiting for Song Yan's medicine.
Old Du thought Song Yan had brought back medicine and they were going to brew it secretly that night. He was worried about how the smell of medicine would fill the air. But then Song Yan handed him a basket containing a ceramic pot with the brewed medicine inside.
"The medicine is all ready," Old Du asked.
"Okay! This is one dose of medicine. I'll brew the next dose tonight and send it over. Drink it tomorrow. Let's go!" Song Yan put the medicine in his spatial storage to brew; it was very convenient.
Old Du quickly grabbed his basket and left! The sooner the medicine is drunk, the better. It's still warm!
The basket Song Yan gave him still contained wild vegetables. Back home, Old Zeng took out the earthenware jar and casually picked the vegetables. Unexpectedly, under the vegetables were two cans of food: a packet of steamed rice cake and a packet of hawthorn cake. They even thoughtfully included a screwdriver; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to open the cans.
We have to thank Director Liu for this canned food. He took Song Yan to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a lot of things without needing coupons. The only thing that required coupons was the canned food.
Song Yan looked at the canned food with longing. Old Liao was so sick; how wonderful it would be if he could eat some canned food! Director Liu immediately had the sales clerk hand her the can. He told Song Yan to just pay, and he would pay for the canned food later. Song Yan didn't stand on ceremony!
Old Zeng covered the canned food under the wild vegetables again. His eyes welled up with tears.
Old Han delivered medicine to Old Liao. Old Du went to turn over the quilts that had been drying in the sun. When the two returned, they noticed that Old Zeng was acting strangely.
Old Du: What's wrong with you?
Old Zeng parted the wild vegetables, revealing what was inside.
Old Han was the calmest. He took out the can and slowly pried open the lid with a screwdriver. "Hasn't this kid always been like this?"
These days, who would eat canned food if they were sick? They haven't seen canned food in years.
It was Lao Liao's matter that put them all in a low mood; who knows when another accident might happen...
"What's going on over there?" Old Du asked.
One by one, the team members walked toward the brigade headquarters.
"What happened again? I'll go check it out." Old Du got up and left...
At the brigade headquarters, Dong Mingming was crying and sobbing.
The more I think about what happened last night, the more frustrated I feel. So what if Song Yan is popular in the brigade? She actually dared to protect those people. I must report her.
The brigade leader was getting worried again. He saw Dong Mingming crying and sobbing; she said Song Yan had tried to drown her in a basin of water last night.
"How could this be?" The captain didn't believe it and asked Song Yan why he did this.
Dong Mingming said that Song Yan blamed her for pushing Lao Liao into the water.
Dong Mingming said at the time, "I have no grudge against Lao Liao, why would I push her? She brought it on herself by falling into the water. What is Song Yan doing? Is he protecting bad elements?"
The brigade leader had already sent people to find Song Yan and the other educated youth. He kept squinting at Dong Mingming.
He didn't care what those people living in the thatched huts were doing before. Since they came to the brigade, they've all been working quietly, and that's fine. Yesterday, someone did fall into the water.
If Dong Mingming really did push him into the water, I'd want to slap him too. He's so old, what's it to you? Pushing someone into the water would be fatal!
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