In modern times, the skincare benefits of Centella Asiatica have been extensively promoted by various skincare products, making it a "cure-all" in the beauty industry.
For example, it claims to have anti-aging properties, delay skin aging, prevent wrinkles and age spots, and moisturize.
It repairs water-damaged skin, reduces scarring, treats acne, regulates skin texture, tightens pores, fades dark spots, whitens skin, increases dermal thickness, and achieves anti-aging effects.
There's nothing they can't do, only things you can't imagine; it's simply an invincible treasure!
However, Centella asiatica is indeed used for both medicinal and culinary purposes; its tender leaves can be eaten, used in soups, or added to meals.
Boiling Centella asiatica, Rehmannia glutinosa, hawthorn, and rock sugar together and drinking the resulting liquid can nourish the skin and delay aging.
(Information sourced from the internet)
Sanjin tablets, a common medication for nephritis patients, are a compound preparation made from Centella asiatica.
The busy period, starting with the wheat harvest, inevitably left everyone tanned. Regardless of whether it was effective or not, Jiang Zhi decided to use Centella Asiatica for skincare.
Centella asiatica can be boiled into a decoction for washing the face, and its essence can be extracted.
In the absence of various aseptic operating conditions and preservatives, Jiang Zhi used the simplest method: directly mashing the substance and applying it to her face.
She had just finished mashing the grass pulp when Chunfeng came closer, her naked body appearing white in the moonlight.
Jiang Zhi gave her a reproachful look: "Get dressed as soon as you've washed yourself. The water's cold, don't catch a cold just because you're young."
Chunfeng chuckled and said, "Auntie, I'm perfectly healthy, I'm not afraid!"
After living on the mountain for a year, Chunfeng's health has improved significantly. At just over twenty years old, she walks with a brisk pace every day.
"Auntie, Qiaoyun said she'll live on the mountain from now on and won't come back to the village!"
As Chunfeng spoke, she took the mashed grass mud and applied it to her arm, where she had developed eczema while fleeing famine last year, and the scars left from scratching.
Aunt Jiang said that applying this herb would make the marks disappear, but Chunfeng didn't want to leave these dark brown marks.
Qiaoyun came over too, took some mud and applied it to her back, then said, "Sister Chunfeng, I don't want to go into the village. Last time I went, those women looked like they were going to swallow me whole, it was so scary!"
She wasn't exaggerating.
Last time, when she went to the village to deliver clothes to her mother-in-law and husband, several aunts and sisters-in-law from the village, who knew her well, pulled her aside and asked her all sorts of questions, making the already timid Qiaoyun blush with embarrassment.
Caixia was even being fought over by several little girls who wanted to hug her.
As soon as Errui mentioned going back to the mountain, she immediately took the child and left, afraid of being stopped and talked to again.
Jiang Zhi was both amused and exasperated. The women from the Liu family village were all incredibly fond of Qiaoyun and the child.
The intimacy here is, of course, only half genuine.
Since she herself, Granny Jiang, was not easy to get close to, she naturally wanted to win over the younger generation, which was a rare opportunity to meet them.
The Liu family and the others had mixed feelings when facing Qiaoyun.
Despite the great disaster, Qiaoyun did not flee with the others. She not only gave birth to her child smoothly but also raised her to be fair and clean, showing no signs of suffering.
If it were the old Jiang Pozi from before, they might have said some guesses and jealous things.
But considering Village Chief Jiang's methods and ways of filling their stomachs, taking care of these children should be a very easy task.
Now they're envious, mostly just jealous. If only things had been different back then... sigh, don't even mention it!
Qiaoyun didn't want to go back to the village, except that the villagers' excessive enthusiasm frightened her.
Another reason is that people living in the village cannot bathe in the open air like this.
The irrigation canals here draw in mountain spring water, which has been stored in the sun all day and is no longer icy cold.
With no one around, the women were free to bathe. Chunfeng and Qiaoyun were initially shy, but under Aunt Jiang's guidance, they let loose and enjoyed themselves.
Whether or not to return to the village was a question that the two families began discussing from the moment they started building their houses there.
Grandpa Xiaoman is very content with his current situation. Xu Dazhu is unwilling to return to the village, and Chunfeng naturally wants to stay on the mountain as well.
With land and water available, and far from the hustle and bustle of the village, the couple decided to stay.
Jiang Zhi also felt that living in the mountains was wonderful, just as the poem says:
Spring brings a hundred flowers, autumn a bright moon, summer a cool breeze, and winter snow.
Don't let trivial matters weigh on your mind; every day is a good day.
But this is just her personal feeling; living in the mountains also has its disadvantages.
With poor transportation, limited communication, and scarce resources, Nini and Xiaocaixia will grow up and have their own lives; they cannot be isolated from the world from a young age.
It's a good place to rest and recuperate, and it also provides a safe haven when facing major disasters.
Qiaoyun and Chunfeng, dressed and applying face masks, sat under the stars and moon, chatting away about their future and their children.
Jiang Zhi also applied a face mask. Although she is now a grandmother, she also wants to be a grandmother with white hair and a youthful face.
The next day, the weather became increasingly hot and humid, and the faint sound of thunder could be heard.
Errui and Xiaoman reinforced the roof of the house on the mountain by tying several logs to it.
The storm that struck when Xiao Caixia was born last year is still fresh in my mind. Although it didn't rain heavily this year on her birthday, it was bound to happen eventually.
The ditch on the cliff has been diverted, but Grandpa Xiaoman still dug a deep ditch under the back wall of his house to ensure that there would be no more flash floods flowing through the house.
The wind gradually picked up, causing leaves to fall from the trees all over the mountain, creating a booming sound like waves crashing against the shore.
Errui ran back from the edge of the field carrying a hoe. He had just gone to open the gap in the field embankment to release water and prevent the heavy rain from washing away the terraced fields and destroying the rice seedlings.
At this moment, Xiaoman and her grandfather were opening the drain gate of the water channel.
Grandpa Xiaoman looked at the overcast sky but showed no concern: "A rain would be good; the irrigation ditches in the fields should be filled with water!"
He was referring to the village's irrigation ditches. Farming requires a lot of water, and according to custom, dikes made of earth and stones are built at intervals along the ditches to store water.
Although the rainfall has been relatively abundant this year, which is suitable for dryland plants, it is not enough for paddy fields.
It's better now, but once summer arrives and the fields need a lot of water, we'll have to release the water from the weirs.
This water is the lifeblood of farmers; too much or too little is unacceptable, and it must be just right.
Jiang Zhi carried a bundle of firewood into the kitchen, and Qiao Yun rolled up her sleeves and said, "Mother, I'll do these chores. Cai Xia is already asleep."
Jiang Zhi looked up at the sky: "It's going to rain soon. I'll cook some rice, steam some wheat cakes, and cook a pot of white rice. That's all."
Although the roof has been repaired, she is still worried.
Last year's thunderstorms ripped off the roof, making cooking very inconvenient.
This year I'm going to cook a pot of rice that can last a day.
When Qiaoyun saw that her mother-in-law was going to cook, she didn't argue and quickly went to the woods to find chickens.
Finding chickens to bring home when it rains is a nerve-wracking experience for farm children; if they don't have enough, they'll get a beating.
A mother hen that has chicks is a little better; she usually knows to find a place to shelter from the rain and use her wings to protect her chicks.
But if the chicks are disobedient and playful, the mother hen will get soaked in the rain and become a truly drenched chicken.
Usually, by the time the night is over, the chicks with wet feathers will get sick and die, which is a major loss for the family.
Soaked chicken
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