Chapter 135: Chicken Blood Vine, No Pork, But Sticks
Chu Yue was surrounded by so many people. To be honest, the feeling was quite strange, but... not so bad.
She felt more and more that she was a member of this world, this era, and this compound.
It's just that the sound of the suona is a little too sharp, it goes straight into people's ears, and it still gives me a headache after listening to it for a long time.
When everyone was staring at the piece of pork, Chu Yue also looked over there, her bright eyes shining slightly.
But what Chu Yue was looking at was not the evenly fat and lean pork, but the wooden stick used to hang the pork.
That piece of wood, although called a stick, was not actually as straight as other sticks. Instead, it was crooked, and the bark was rough and yellow. It was obvious that it was old wood.
There are cuts on both ends of the wood, and you can see circles of growth rings through the cuts. This is nothing special, after all, most trees grow this way. What makes it really special is that the cuts on this piece of wood are actually red. [Image]
The wooden stick had been cut for a long time, and the red color had turned into a dark red. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice it.
If it is just cut, it is bright red.
Chu Yue only took a few glances and immediately recognized that the wooden stick was not made of ordinary wood, but - Chicken Blood Vine.
Millettia reticulata grows slowly and cannot be cultivated artificially. It can only be found in the wild mountains.
It looks ordinary, like a piece of common wood, but in fact it is a rare Chinese medicinal material that has the effects of relaxing muscles and tendons, replenishing blood, regulating menstruation and relieving pain.
Chu Yue had not seen Cistanche when she went up the mountain before. She did not expect that the villagers would use such a rare Chinese medicinal material as an ordinary wooden stick. It was such a pity.
When Han Shi handed the pork to Chu Yue, Chu Yue shook her head.
"Captain Han, I appreciate your kindness, but this piece of pork is too valuable. I can't accept it. You should take it back and share it with everyone in the commune."
"How can this be? We killed the pig and reserved the best part just to thank Comrade Chu. Things are going to be given away, so there is no reason to take them back. No, no, absolutely not." Han Shi flatly refused. He was determined to give the pork to Chu Yue.
Chu Yue said, "My help on New Year's Eve was originally a simple matter. Now you are thanking me in a big way and sending pork to my house. If these things get out, my kindness will be tarnished. Besides, my husband is a soldier in the army. They have rules and cannot take anything from the people. I am the same as him, so I really can't accept it."
Hua Chuyue's words were well-reasoned and Han Shi was not an unreasonable person, so he listened to her reasons.
Song Hongmei also spoke up, "Captain Han, I originally thought you were just here to verbally thank Miss Chu. It's really inconvenient for her to accept this thing, so you can take it back."
Han Shi thought for a while and nodded, "Okay then."
When the sisters-in-law around saw their conversation, they were all stunned and whispered in disbelief.
"This pork is right in front of you... and you're giving it back? You're not going to accept it?... How can Miss Chu bear to part with so much pork? Oh my, it really makes me sad!"
"It's not pork given to you, why are you feeling bad? I think Miss Chu is right. Doing good deeds is doing good deeds. There's no reason to accept things from others."
"I think so too! Captain Lu has such a high salary, and Sister Chu is not someone who can't afford pork! I think that big red flower is much more fragrant than pork! I also want to wear a big red flower."
"You're the only one who wants to wear the big red flower, hahahaha... I'll have to wait for my next life..."
At this moment, Han Shi promised not to send pork anymore, and said with a pat on his chest.
"Comrade Chu, I, Han Shi, keep my word. You are our village's great benefactor. If you need any help or anything in the future, just tell me and I will definitely help."
Chu Yue didn't hesitate to say anything after hearing this. "There's something I really want right now. It's the wooden stick you used to hang pork. I think it's pretty good. My family just happens to be short of it, so why not give it to me?"
Han Shi widened his eyes and said in surprise, "A wooden... a wooden stick. You just want a wooden stick."
"Well, I just want a stick."
Han Shi looked back and saw that the wooden stick with the pork hanging on it was about as thick as his arm and was crooked, so it was not very useful as a firewood stick.
He said, "Comrade Chu, this stick is no good. If you need one at home, I can replace it for you."
"No, I want that one."
Chu Yue insisted, smiling lightly.
Just like that, the fresh and tender pork was taken down, and the wooden stick with the pork hanging on it was placed in Chu Yue's hand. Chu Yue reached out and touched it, and weighed it. It was quite heavy. This thing was much more expensive than pork.
After Chu Yue got the chicken blood vine, she smiled with satisfaction.
The sisters-in-law who were watching the feast were all stunned: They don’t want pork but want sticks. Is there such a stupid thing in the world?
After a lively party, Han Shi asked the other villagers to go back first. He stayed to discuss work matters with Song Hongmei, and then walked into the courtyard with Chu Yue and the sisters-in-law.
The crowd gradually dispersed. Chu Yue held Lu Yuanbao's hand and was about to turn around when a skinny figure suddenly rushed out and came towards her.
Chu Yue's body's instinctive reaction was to sense danger. She silently tightened the strength of the chicken blood vine in her hand, and her whole body was tense, ready to hit the other person at any time.
However, the figure who rushed out suddenly knelt at Chu Yue's feet, his rough and skinny hands tightly grasped Chu Yue's trouser legs, and he opened his mouth to beg.
"Comrade Chu, please... please help me heal my illness... Comrade Chu, they all say you are a miracle doctor... you are a miracle doctor... please... miracle doctor... please... please..."
The other person didn't say much, just the same few sentences over and over again. It was precisely because of this that he seemed even more sad and miserable.
Worn clothes, thin body, wrinkled face, and a pair of confused eyes.
When she looked at Chu Yue, it was as if she was looking at a god. She grabbed Chu Yue's trouser legs tightly and kowtowed continuously while begging.
"Miraculous doctor... please... give me a child... Miraculous doctor, please... please..."
When the other person looked up, Chu Yue saw her appearance clearly and recognized the identity of this middle-aged woman at a glance.
She is the blacksmith's wife.
That was the poor woman who spent 100 yuan from Li Jinhua to buy Wang Chunling's child back.
On New Year's Eve, in the dark room, when Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin rushed in, the woman was hiding in the corner of the room holding the child.
At the beginning, she didn't say a word, and Chu Yue thought she was mute.
The timid and frightened woman was afraid of Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin's appearance, but she held the child tightly with all her courage, unwilling to let go...
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