Chapter 33 Old Man
Su Tong smiled, patted the two big bags, and said:
"Here are some! There are still quite a few canned snacks. I couldn't finish them all while I was in the hospital. When I was discharged, everyone gave me a lot. I've already bought a lot of other things. I can just go to town to buy some more tomorrow."
Xing Dongyang looked at Su Tong. He heard that Wang Guilan had cut off ties with her in front of Secretary Wu.
He also let her leave the house empty-handed without giving her a single grain of food, and he was worried that the girl couldn't bear it and would become depressed again.
He rushed over, but there was no one in the house. Fortunately he didn't have to wait long, otherwise he would have to gather people to look for her.
But seeing that she looked relaxed at this moment, and did not seem sad about being rejected by her family, nor did she seem to be pretending to be happy, I felt relieved.
Just as I was thinking about whether I should help out, Su Tong said:
"Brother Xing, you've been busy for most of the day, go back and have a rest! I just need to clean up here, because I have to go to the cowshed to look after the cows later."
Xing Dongyang saw that Su Tong was in good condition, and it was not convenient for him to stay here for long, so he said:
"Just do your best in the bullpen, and don't feel too burdened. Everyone understands the situation, and if anything goes wrong, it's not your fault."
Then he added, "It just so happens that Secretary Wu is going to town tomorrow morning. You can take the tractor with him to go buy some things."
Su Tong nodded in agreement, and Xing Dongyang left in a hurry.
Looking at Xing Dongyang's back, Su Tong couldn't help but sigh that he was truly a kind-hearted socialist young man.
Su Tong sorted out the things in the basket, sorted them out, and tied the remaining pheasant with a vine and put it in the yard.
Then he picked a few kinds of herbs, washed them by the well, and put them in a big pot to cook.
Although the mang leaf is poisonous, its toxicity is single, so it is easy to cure. The effect will be seen after taking two bowls of soup.
Su Tong went to the cowshed and found a bucket that they usually used to fetch water for the cows. He filled two buckets with herbs and carried them to the cowshed.
But I was not used to using the carrying pole, so a lot of the herbal soup spilled as it swayed.
But when it came time to give the cows medicine, I became worried.
Several cows first had diarrhea, and then went without food for several days. They lay in the pen, some breathing out but not in, and they did not open their mouths to cooperate.
Su Tong sighed and had to go to the west side of the cowshed to find help.
Old Qi and Old Li? Or was it Old Lin?
Although Wu Tong knew that there were a few scoundrels living in the village before, he never paid attention to them or asked about them. He tried to stay as far away from them as possible, for fear of being implicated.
Her own reputation is bad enough, if she were to get involved with that stinky old nine, she would really have no way to survive.
This is a house built next to the cowshed. It is not quite appropriate to call it a house, as only one wall is made of earthen bricks, and the other two walls are made of felt like the cowshed. Although it is rainproof, it is not moisture-proof or cold-proof.
The door was ajar, and Su Tong called out from the door: "Is anyone there?"
No one answered.
Su Tong pushed open the door and saw that the room was empty. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a rustling sound in the corner.
Looking closely, I saw a bunk bed on the ground near the corner with a person lying on it.
Although it is called a bunk bed, it is actually only one foot off the ground, just enough to keep out some moisture.
Probably to keep out the cold, the bed was covered with thick straw, and if you didn't look carefully you wouldn't be able to tell who was lying inside.
"Lao Qi? Lao Lin?"
Su Tong tried to shout, but the person on the bed did not respond.
Su Tong felt something was wrong and walked forward to take a look.
Lying on the bed was an old man in his sixties, with silver hair, sunken cheeks, and lips that were abnormally red.
Su Tong reached out and touched his forehead, which was burning hot. The old man had a fever.
At this moment, the door creaked open and an old man wearing glasses came in. He looked to be in his fifties, probably younger than the man lying there. He was holding a bowl of water that was still steaming in his hand.
He noticed there was another person in the room and thought something had happened. He was so scared that he almost dropped the bowl.
These "stinking old nines" were usually only criticized and forced to work. Others didn't even dare to talk to them. If they needed instructions, they would just shout from a distance. No one ever dared to enter their house, for fear of being affected by their relationship with them.
Su Tong saw that the man had a horrified expression when he saw her, and was afraid that the bowl in his hand would fall, so she had to step forward and take the bowl from him, saying:
"My name is Wu Tong. I'm new here to look after the cowshed. I live across the street. Are you Lao Qi or Lao Lin?"
Old Qi reacted now, adjusted his glasses and said, "My last name is Qi, and the one lying there is Old Lin."
"Oh!" Su Tong responded calmly and put the water on the stool next to him. "Lao Qi, give Lao Lin some water first! I'll be back soon."
Su Tong's face was calm, but her steps were not slow. She quickly returned to the house, got the set of silver needles, and came back.
Lao Qi tremblingly fed Lao Lin some water, but before he had taken a few sips, he saw Su Tong coming back with a box in his hand.
Su Tong opened the silver needle box and placed it on the small stool beside the bed. Without even looking at the dumbfounded Lao Qi, he directly ordered:
"Lao Qi, if Lao Lin's fever doesn't go down, something bad will happen. Go get him another basin of hot water, a little hotter, so I can give him an injection first."
Lao Qi stayed aside for a long while, seemingly not understanding the situation.
Here, Su Tong had already started giving acupuncture to Lao Lin. Seeing that she had a skilled technique and inserted the needles smoothly, Lao Qi realized that he had probably met a good Chinese medicine doctor.
Lao Lin...I'm afraid he'll be able to recover this time.
Lao Qi raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his eyes, then turned around and staggered out to get some hot water.
There is a stove against the wall next to the cowshed, which serves as the kitchen for the two old men.
The stove was made by Lao Qi himself. It leaks some smoke but is barely usable.
Neither he nor Lao Lin are good at cooking, and it takes them half a day to boil water and cook.
He took great pains to heat up the water in the pot a little more, and then poured a basin of water in. He found that Lao Lin's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Lao Qi said excitedly: "Oh! I'm sweating! I'm sweating! Sweating will make me feel better!"
Su Tong took out the needle neatly, made room for it, and said to Lao Qi:
"Help Lao Lin wipe off his sweat and change him into dry clothes."
"Hey-hey--" Lao Qi agreed hurriedly.
Su Tong went out of the house and stood at the door for a while. She had just taken Lao Lin's pulse and found that he was very weak due to long-term malnutrition.
The bedding and clothes are very thin. It probably snowed a few days ago and he caught a cold, which led to this sudden illness. It looks like he has had a fever for more than three days.
Old Qi walked unsteadily, and it was obvious that he had severe rheumatism in his legs. He probably had a lot of other health problems as well.
Not long after, Lao Qi opened the door and gave Su Tong a stiff smile, as if he hadn't made this expression for a long time.
"Comrade Wu, Lao Lin has changed his clothes."
Then he added, "The fever...is gone, and he's fallen asleep."
"oh!"
Su Tong replied calmly, "Then go work in the cowshed!"
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