"It doesn't hurt as much anymore, but the swelling hasn't gone down."
When Yang heard her husband say this, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's not a magic elixir from the gods, how can it be so fast?"
"Since it doesn't hurt as much anymore, it must be effective." Su Qingluan also nodded. "Uncle Liang would definitely be very happy if he knew."
Su Qingluan made some preparations before going out today.
She found a pair of old shoes that Su Xuanhe had worn out a little.
Although this boy is not as tall as Su Qingluan, the shoes on his feet are already the right size for Su Qingluan's feet.
Su Qingluan asked Su Guangfu to get a few copper nails and hammer them into the soles of her shoes, the tips pointing downwards. Yang, fearing the nails might hurt her feet, added a layer of insoles and patched up the small holes in her shoes.
Wearing the newly-made "nail shoes", Su Qingluan deliberately tried out the "feel" on her feet in the muddiest and slipperiest place in the yard.
The effect is very significant. Although these spiked shoes cannot prevent her from getting her shoes and hems wet, at least she will not slip easily anymore.
Moreover, since the nails separate the soles of the shoes and the puddles by a shallow height difference, it also prevents rainwater from seeping into the shoes through the soles to a certain extent.
Not to mention Yang and Su Guangfu, even the two little ones surrounded their elder sister and were eager to try the "nail shoes".
"These shoes don't fit you. Besides, it's just a temporary solution. You two can forget about it!" Su Qingluan pinched the two little guys' noses.
It goes without saying that the younger sister is still young, and the younger brother's feet are already a size bigger than the shoes on Su Qingluan's feet - otherwise the old shoes would not have been torn.
What's more, shoes "modified" in this way are very difficult to walk on ordinary surfaces. Although they can prevent slipping on ice in winter, they are single shoes, so your feet will inevitably get cold.
In short, the modification is very wasteful of shoes and has a very limited scope of use. Unless it is absolutely necessary or you have money to spare, the cost-effectiveness of this "spike shoe" is actually not particularly high.
But at the moment, these "nailed shoes" are just right for Su Qingluan, who has to walk several miles of muddy mountain roads.
Along the way, the spiked shoes on her feet dug the tips firmly into the mud. Even on the most slippery ground, Su Qingluan could walk steadily, avoiding the situation of falling into the mud or sprawling like other people.
However, after avoiding slipping, these shoes are not without problems - sometimes they are stuck too deep in the mud, making it difficult to pull the feet out, so Su Qingluan almost left the shoes in place when she pulled her feet out several times.
We stumbled along the way, but fortunately we finally arrived at the county town.
The heavy rain last night made the road muddy. The road from Huaxi Village to the county town is so bad, and I guess other places are not much better.
The most direct evidence is that although the opening drum has been beating for more than half an hour, the town that was originally crowded with people is now much quieter - probably because the passers-by or small vendors are fighting wits and courage with a puddle of mud on the road.
Su Qingluan went to "Nong Mo Xuan" first to try her luck and see if Mr. Xu Kekuan was there.
She was lucky. Mr. Xu had obviously come early this morning. When he saw her, he chuckled and said, "Ms. Su, you're here so early today?"
Su Qingluan held the food box containing the Ant Strength Pills in both hands and placed it on the table in front of Mr. Xu: "Isn't this because I was thinking of giving you the Qi-boosting Pills?"
"It's hard for Mr. Su to care so much about an old man like me." Xu Kekuan stroked his goatee with a smile and said, winking at the clerk who was tidying the shelves behind the counter. The clerk nodded and took out a flat box from the back, which was as wide as a palm and as long as a forearm.
Xu Kekuan handed the box to Su Qingluan and said with a smile, "This is a small gift from me, my friend, please accept it."
Su Qingli waved his hands quickly: "Grandpa, this is not possible. I'm not doing this for the thank-you gift..."
"Of course I know that, but I'm afraid this meatball must have taken a lot of thought." Xu Kekuan said meaningfully.
Su Qingluan said half-truthfully, "This thing is very simple, just some common ingredients..."
"How can it be 'especially simple'?" Xu Kekuan looked at the food box Su Qingluan brought over. "Although I don't know what recipe Su Xiaoyou used, but you made garlic and rice bran, ingredients that an old man likes, completely unpalatable, so that I can't taste them. I will remember this kindness in my heart."
Su Qingluan was startled when she heard this, and then asked softly with a guilty conscience: "You...you know..."
"Hehehe..." Xu Kekuan smiled kindly, "There's a doctor I know well at home, and he's an old friend of mine. With that kind of relationship, how could my family let me eat snacks that might conflict with my medication while I'm sick?"
Therefore, from the very beginning, the "snacks" that Su Qingluan brought over had been "tested for ingredients". Naturally, even if Mr. Xu Kekuan couldn't taste what was added to them, if he really knew how to make the "Ant Strength Pills", he would naturally be able to detect the special taste of garlic.
Seeing Su Qingluan's expression as if she'd been caught doing something bad, Xu Kekuan gently patted her shoulder and said, "Why do you have such an expression, my dear Su? You're so kind and went to so much trouble to get me to eat garlic. I can't thank you enough."
"But this is something you don't like to eat..."
"But I ate quite a bit, didn't I?" Xu Kekuan shook his head. "Maybe a lot of things I don't like aren't that unpalatable if you don't have a preconceived notion about them. But how did you come up with the idea of giving me 'tea snacks' with garlic and rice bran?"
Seeing that Xu Kekuan had no intention of blaming her, Su Qingluan gradually relaxed and explained, "I heard you talk about the symptoms of the disease before, and when we were chatting, I noticed your eating habits, and I knew you had 'beriberi'."
"Hehehe... I didn't expect that an old guy like me is still so picky, right?"
"Everyone has their own preferences..." Su Qingluan muttered softly, "But your condition can be cured just by correcting your diet, and it won't recur. Isn't that a good deal?"
Xu Kekuan nodded: "Su Xiaoyou is right. I will try not to be picky in the future."
Su Qingluan nodded: "That's right, this way you can enjoy more delicious food!"
"This is all thanks to Su Xiaoyou, so..." Xu Kekuan pushed the box towards Su Qingluan again, "Su Xiaoyou, please don't refuse this gift - I promise you will like it."
After hearing what Mr. Xu said, Su Qingluan became curious about the gift. After repeatedly refusing, Su Qingluan decided to take a look at what the gift was first.
But at this time, two customers came into the store one after another. Seeing this, Mr. Xu used the handle of his brush to touch Su Qingluan's hand as she was about to open the lid of the box: "Don't worry, my friend. Go back and take a look."
Huh? Su Qingluan was even more curious: So mysterious?
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