Chapter 34 Thank you Miss Liu for harvesting corn and cotton
Liu Yeshu immediately went forward to check, and sure enough, she saw that the bleeding area was still slowly oozing blood, and the color was bright red. It did not look like ordinary bleeding from tooth replacement.
"how so?"
Chun Xing sighed, her voice tinged with resignation. "To be honest, this isn't the first time Chun Tao has had this problem. Whether it's from teething or bumps, she always bleeds easily, and the bleeding won't stop. We've sought medical advice, but the doctors all said it wasn't serious, just that she was weak. But every time she bleeds, it takes a long time, which is really heartbreaking."
Liu Yeshu frowned after hearing this. She quietly checked the system in her mind, and after confirming her guess, she slowly spoke, "Chun Xing, don't panic. Go to the vegetable garden and pick some fangfeng, scutellaria, and licorice. These herbs can stop the bleeding."
Upon hearing this, Chun Xing nodded in agreement and hurried off to the garden to pick herbs. In a moment, she returned breathlessly with a handful of lush, green herbs. With trembling hands, she handed them to Liu Yeshu, "Miss Liu, are these the ones?"
Liu Yeshu picked out a few and put them aside, then chopped the remaining herbs, put them into a stone mortar and mashed them into a fine paste, which she gently applied to the bleeding area of Chuntao's tooth root.
After a while, Chuntao's bleeding slowed down significantly and the bleeding gradually stopped.
"The bleeding has finally stopped!" Chun Xing shouted in surprise.
Liu Yeshu observed carefully for a moment, and after confirming that the bleeding had stopped, she and Chun Xing breathed a sigh of relief. Chun Tao opened her mouth, her eyes rolling with tears in them.
"Okay, Chuntao, stop moving your mouth for now. Wait until the medicine has almost taken effect, then drink some warm water."
Liu Yeshu nodded. "It seems to me that Chuntao's condition isn't just a one-time hemorrhage. She's weak and malnourished. I've heard that a lack of vitamin C can easily lead to this condition."
"Vitamins?" Chun Xing repeated the unfamiliar word in confusion. "What kind of disease is this?"
Liu Yeshu pondered for a moment, then slowly explained, "Ancient books record this disease as scurvy."
"Scurvy? Is all my blood spoiled?" Chuntao cried.
"It's not that serious," Liu Yeshu quickly comforted, gently stroking Chuntao's head. "It's just a symptom of malnutrition. It will get better as long as it's treated in time."
Chuntao nodded timidly, and the tears in her eyes gradually faded away.
Chun Xing asked worriedly, "How should I treat it?"
After all this trouble, Liu Yeshu felt a little tired, but she still patiently explained, "You can eat more fresh fruits and vegetables, such as citrus fruits and wild fruits. It's best to start with your daily diet and gradually supplement Chuntao. You can also plant more of these fruits and vegetables in the vegetable garden in the future."
Chun Xing said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss Liu! Chun Tao, you should thank Miss Liu too!"
"Thank you, Liu, Gu, Liang."
*
The next day, the morning sunlight shone softly across the vast fields like golden silk. Liu Yeshu, accompanied by two servants, walked briskly toward the fields. In the distance, Father Liu and Brother Liu were already busy in the fields, bending over to harvest.
Liu Yeshu and his group walked to the edge of the field and their eyes fell on the plump corn and cotton. The corn ears were hanging in the field and the cotton was like clouds.
Liu Di looked up and saw his sister coming. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran forward with a smile: "Sister, our corn and cotton are so good this year! The corn stalks are almost broken by the weight!"
Father Liu also came over from the cotton field. Although his face was covered with sweat, he could not hide the joy in his heart: "Shu'er, you will have to work hard again recently. The harvest is huge. I'm afraid it will take a week or two to finish it."
Seeing this, the two servants hurriedly said, "Miss Liu, let us, the men, take care of the farm work. You can just rest on the side."
Liu Yeshu looked around the fields and said to the two servants, "One more person means more strength. Just don't mind me being a drag."
Walking into the cornfield, the corn stalks beside her had grown taller than she was. She raised her hand and touched the rough corn leaves. The corn stalks were solid and upright, and the corn cobs hung heavily on the branches, the kernels plump, the skin golden, and slightly cool.
She reached out and grabbed a corn stalk, gently pulling it down with her palm. With her other hand, she grasped the cob and tugged hard, and the corn fell smoothly into her hand. The cob in her hand was solid and heavy, with gaps between the kernels densely packed together.
"This corn is growing so well!" the tall, strong servant exclaimed as he deftly broke the corn. "Each ear is so heavy, it must be several times more than usual!"
The short, fat servant peeled the husks off the corn, his face almost broken with laughter: "That's right, the corn harvest is good, and we can enjoy it too."
After nearly a week of corn harvest, I turned my gaze to the cotton fields, which were blanketed in white, like a blanket of fresh snow. Every cotton plant was in full bloom, its pure white cotton wool hanging lightly from the branches, swaying gently in the breeze.
Liu Yeshu gently bent down and reached out to pick up a ball of cotton. The moment her fingertips touched the cotton wool, she felt its soft texture. The cotton wool was as fine as clouds, sliding lightly through her hands, as if it would float away if she wasn't careful.
"Pick the cotton gently," Liu Yeshu reminded the servants as she picked. "Don't use too much force. The cotton needs to remain intact."
As time went by, the cart behind the camel became gradually full, and the body of the cart sank further and further.
"The general's cart is full!" Liu Di stood beside the cart, patted the camel's butt, and smiled. "We have to make another trip this time!"
The two servants were puzzled: "The general's car?"
Liu Yeshu Xieran said, "This camel is called General..." After a pause, he continued, "We just called him that for fun, don't tell anyone."
At noon, Liu Yeshu, carrying a food basket, walked slowly back to the village along the path to bring some food to the people who were still busy in the fields. When she reached the village entrance, she suddenly heard a burst of intermittent crying coming from the front. The sound was familiar and desolate.
Following the sound, Liu Yeshu recognized it as Aunt Sun's house. She paused, her gaze fixed on the tightly closed courtyard door. Sun Hong's sobs were laced with indistinct complaints and anger, making her feel suffocated.
Liu Yeshu frowned and quickened his pace to leave.
After dinner, a cheerful voice called out from a distance: "Brother Liu, I'm here to help you!"
Liu Yeshu looked up and saw Old Man Wang striding towards them, holding a basket in his hand, with a faint luster of wood and metal showing through the basket.
Father Liu quickly put down his work and went over to greet him with a smile: "Brother Wang, you are here to help again. We can't trouble you anymore."
Old Man Wang smiled and waved his hand. "Brother Liu, you're being too polite. Do you even need to ask for my help? I heard your harvest was good, so I came to check it out."
Liu Yeshu followed with a smile. Just as she was about to reply, her eyes stumbled upon the basket Old Man Wang was carrying. The cloth cover had been lifted slightly, revealing some unusual farm tools. Curious, Liu Yeshu asked, "Uncle Wang, what are you carrying? They look like newly made tools."
Old Man Wang was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed and scratched his head: "I can't hide it from you, little girl! I was actually planning to show it to you after I was done with this, but since you've already seen it, I might as well take it out and let you take a look first."
He set down the bamboo basket, lifted the cloth cover, and pulled out a new type of farming implement. It looked simple yet functional: composed of a wooden handle, a steel blade, and a simple shoulder strap, it was lightweight yet sturdy. Compared to traditional farm implements, it was clearly an improvement—the wooden handle was thinned for easier maneuverability, and the blade was sharper than a typical plow and slightly curved, apparently to facilitate plowing on hard ground.
Old Man Wang said with a smile, "I've been thinking about this these days. After the autumn harvest, I still need to till the land. The old plow at home is getting less and less convenient to use. So I tinkered with this thing, hoping it will save me some effort when turning the soil!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Di's eyes lit up. He eagerly took the farming implement from his father and examined it carefully. "If we had a few more of these tools, it would make tilling the soil after the autumn harvest so much easier. Look at this blade! It just presses down into the soil once it touches the ground. How easy!" He couldn't help but practice a few strokes on the ground. The blade effortlessly sliced through the soil, its movements smooth and effortless, clearly much less labor-intensive than conventional farm implements.
Liu Yeshu observed it quietly for a moment, then said, "Uncle Wang, this farming tool is indeed cleverly designed. The sharp blade saves a lot of effort. However, if it were modified a little bit, by increasing the length of the handle a little, you wouldn't have to bend so low when using it, and working would be more comfortable."
She pointed to the bottom of the blade and said, "If we could add a guard here, the soil wouldn't stick to it easily when we turn the soil, and it would be easier to clean up."
Old Man Wang listened intently, then patted his forehead and said with a smile, "Miss Liu, what you said makes sense! I was so focused on saving effort that I didn't think about these details. I'll go back and make some changes. It will definitely be more useful this way."
Liu Yeshu nodded and smiled, "Once it's fixed, we'll definitely give it a try when we turn the soil."
Liu Di, who was standing by, was so excited that he stared at the farming tools in Old Man Wang's hands. He stepped forward and asked eagerly, "Uncle Wang, I want to learn this too. Can you teach me?"
Upon hearing this, Old Man Wang patted Brother Liu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Good boy! It's not difficult to learn this craft. These are all old tricks. Although they are simple to make, it's not easy to figure out the details to make them work well. If you really want to learn, come to my house someday and I'll teach you the craft of making farm tools from scratch."
Father Liu smiled and said, "Brother Wang, thank you for thinking of us. The autumn harvest is enough for us. If you need any help, I will ask for it without hesitation."
Old Man Wang said cheerfully, "Okay, I'll be leaving then. Seeing your family's good harvest this year, I'm happy too."
*
The setting sun is like a round of molten gold, slowly sinking into the distant mountains.
Although the corn and cotton harvest wasn't yet fully completed, the fields were already overflowing with the day's bountiful harvest. Liu Yeshu stood on the edge of the field, her gaze sweeping across the loaded ox carts. An indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart. She dusted her hands, a warm smile spreading across her face. She said to the two servants who had been busy all day, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's call it a day."
The tall, sturdy servant looked up at the darkening sky and let out a long sigh: "It's been a great day's work! But it looks like there's still work to do!"
At this moment, Liu Di suddenly slapped his neck with a "snap" sound, a painful and annoyed expression on his face: "Why are these mosquitoes so fierce! They bite me so hard that I can't stand the itchiness!"
The short, fat servant wiped his sweat and scratched his face, saying helplessly, "Yeah, I should have worn thicker clothes. These mosquitoes are like they have eyes all over their bodies, they just keep swooping down on people."
Even the usually calm Father Liu couldn't help but frown, waving his hands to shoo away the buzzing mosquitoes. Seeing the mosquitoes increasing in number, even he revealed a rare look of annoyance.
Liu Yeshu herself was also bitten several times, but fortunately she was prepared.
She put down the work in her hands, walked to the side, and took out a small porcelain jar from the basket she was carrying.
When the four of them saw it, they were all confused: "What is this?"
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