Going to the Countryside in Northeast China, Educated Youth Relies on Embroidery to Sweep the Whole Village

Yi Chichi, a descendant of intangible cultural heritage embroidery, transmigrated into a small pitiful character of the same name and surname in the era.

Scumbag father and poisonous stepmoth...

Chapter 56: Sweet After Bitterness

Chapter 56: After all the hardship comes happiness

Forget it, this terrible world really makes people have no love.

If they don’t want to believe it, then don’t believe it. He doesn’t care if they believe it.

Anyway, time will tell and he firmly believes that his character will be discovered.

Thinking of this, he changed the subject and said, "We have nothing to do anyway, how about we go collect some firewood?"

Bai Chen and the others thought it was okay.

Then, several people went back to the Youth League Home, taking ropes, axe and other equipment to collect firewood.

Yi Chichi and the others were completely unaware of this and just continued doing what they were doing.

Yu Qingqing became more and more irritable as she embroidered, and she quit.

“I can’t figure out the pattern of this thing.”

"??? The pattern is actually quite early."

Yi Chichi held a different opinion on this, "Just follow the reference."

“No reference.”

She frowned and looked painful. "It's hard to describe the feeling. It's like I know how to insert the needle, but I always make mistakes. It's very frustrating."

At this point, she looked at Yi Chi Chi as if she had seen a savior, "Chi Chi, do you have any way to help me correct this problem?"

Yi Chichi thought for a moment and said, "I don't have any good solution. In your situation, you can only practice more."

But in her opinion, practicing it would not be of much use.

Compared with Liu Lan's sense of space, layering and sensitivity to color, Yu Qingqing's upper thresholds in all aspects are too low.

The lower threshold has no bottom.

Therefore, the insoles she embroidered had poor color matching, no shape, and their spirit was even more legendary.

"Can you practice it?"

"……I have no idea."

Yi Chi Chi, who didn't want to lie, said sincerely, "At least I can learn a needle technique."

Yu Qingqing was almost mad at hearing this, but she had nothing to say.

There's no way. It's not Yi Chichi's fault for telling the truth. It's mainly because she herself is not good enough.

Thinking of this, she looked at Liu Lan and said earnestly, "Lan Lan, the reputation of our Kaoshan Village depends on you. Work hard and study hard!"

This sudden state of excitement made Liu Lan feel a bit amused and said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

Yu Qingqing was satisfied with this assurance. She stepped aside and handed the cotton cloth and needle and thread to Liu Lan. "You practice, and I'll do my own work."

Then, the scene in the team doctor's room changed into a group of women sitting together sewing shoe soles and embroidering insoles, while Yi Chichi, who had eaten and drunk her fill, was teaching Liu Lan and the others needlework.

The reason why it was them is that when Wang Nan and her friends learned that the flowers on the cotton cloth were embroidered by Yi Chichi, they also wanted to learn embroidery techniques.

As the saying goes, too many lice won't bite, and too many debts won't worry. Yi Chichi is in such a situation now.

Teaching acupuncture to one person is teaching, teaching a group of people is still teaching, it makes no difference to her.

So, teach.

Not only did she teach them, she also drew detailed breakdown diagrams for them.

The characteristics of free-stitch embroidery, the difference between large and small cross stitches, the requirements for angles, etc. are explained.

They all listened very carefully, but how much they could remember and learn was up to them.

Then, Yi Chichi's daily routine became returning to the Youth League Home at night and staying in the team doctor's room during the day to keep Liu Lan and the others company.

Wen Shi was a man of action. After his mother's symptoms improved, he went to the team leader to get a certificate, and then he and He Yunsong took Wen's mother to the county town.

Before leaving, he brought Wen's mother to say goodbye and express his gratitude.

Yi Chichi, "??? Why are you thanking me? You paid for it."

Although the money did not go into her pocket, it went into the team doctor's office and became the financial income of the Kaoshantun Production Brigade.

When the centimeters and wages are calculated next year, she will also have a share.

This silenced the mother and son of the Wen family and He Yunsong, because since they had paid, there was no need to express gratitude. Was there anything wrong with this logic? No.

But I always feel something is wrong.

"Anyway, thank you!"

After holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to utter a word of thanks.

Yi Chichi's answer was to wave his hand, "Don't thank me, let's go to the hospital quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to walk on the snowy road."

The weather is not very good, it is gloomy and feels like it is going to snow again.

The perceived temperature is also very low.

She felt cold even standing at the door of the team doctor's office with a burned-out wall. She had no idea what it felt like walking on a deserted country road.

Wen Shi nodded, and left with Wen's mother and He Yunsong.

Auntie Ma and the others watched the three people leave and couldn't help but sigh, "Shufen has finally found happiness after all the hardships she has endured."

Wang Nan was poking the insole with a needle, and curiously asked, "Aunt Wen, did you have a hard life before?"

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They said it in unison, but they didn't say how hard it was.

Yi Chichi knew what was going on, but she didn't discuss topics related to people's privacy, so she didn't participate in the topic.

Sudden--

"Xiao Yi Zhiqing, give me some pills."

The person who came was Ma Yong, an old resident of Kaoshantun. It was said that he used to be a herder in the mountains. If he were not too eccentric, the position of the leader would have been his forte.

This guy is also a miserable man. He looks like he is in his sixties or seventies even though he is less than fifty years old. It is said that he was dragged down by the accidents involving his wife and children.

Yi Chichi was not familiar with him and had only met him a few times, but when he saw him rushing in anxiously and asking for pills, he stood up and said, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not me, it's the pigs in the team's pig farm that have diarrhea."

Aunt Ma and the others stood up immediately and asked, "Is there something wrong with the pig?"

"ah."

Ma Yong's eyes were filled with anxiety. "When I woke up this morning, I found that some of the pigs had defecated so badly that they couldn't even stand up. There was no time to clean up the pig manure."

He urged again, "Yi Zhiqing, hurry up and get me the medicine."

Yi Chichi said she was helpless. She opened the medicine cabinet and showed it to him. "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to give you medicine. It's that there is no medicine."

Why did barefoot doctors appear? Why were the barefoot doctors in each production team allocated a piece of land to grow medicinal herbs?

The fundamental reason is that today’s medical environment is too poor. Not only is Western medicine in short supply, but the ability to produce it on its own is so poor that it makes people despair.

Amoxicillin, which is well-known to everyone in later generations, was not put into trial production in my country until 1976, and was officially produced in 1979.

Oxytetracycline and gentamicin are produced domestically, but the output cannot keep up with the demand.

The team doctor’s office often runs out of medicine, and even if you submit an application, you have to wait until the commune or county pharmacy has medicine before it can be distributed.

Therefore, the barefoot doctors in the production brigade mostly relied on traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine to treat diseases.

If Western medicine is available, prescribe it; if not, rely on Chinese herbal medicine.

However, Yi Chi had never learned Chinese veterinary medicine and was helpless with the pigs’ diarrhea. He could only urge, “Uncle, go to the commune to find a veterinarian.”

"Yes, call a veterinarian."

Aunt Ma and the others were so anxious that they kept urging them to work, because the pigs in the production team were not theirs but belonged to the collective.

Half of it has to be handed in before the Spring Festival. If the pigs are not handed in, the honorary title of excellent production team will be lost.

"Come on, follow me home and get the bike. It's faster to ride. We'll watch over the pigs first."

"Yes, we'll watch."

Then, Ma Yong rode the secretary's car to the commune to find a veterinarian.

Aunt Ma and her friends went to the pigpen to check on the pigs with the team leader and the party secretary who had received the news. Because Yi Chichi knew acupuncture, Aunt Ma and her friends followed the principle of trying everything possible and brought her along.

(End of this chapter)