After saying all this, Jiang Qiao took another deep breath; she was extremely weak.
Song Changqing certainly remembered what happened back then. "I heard that before the Japanese surrendered, they camped on that mountain for a long time, and no one could get close to them."
I was asked to choose a burial site in that area. When I went back to the place, the Japanese soldiers had already withdrawn. There was a very new grave in the place where they had been.
It's not that it looks very new. We feng shui practitioners can tell the difference between old and new graves, and I could feel the dangerous aura coming from down here.
To be honest, it's not easy to find the place. It used to be under the jurisdiction of your county, but when the areas were divided, it came under the jurisdiction of our area.
However, it's very difficult to find now, because I visited the cemetery there later. I heard that a major flood one year washed away all the graves, and now the area is devoid of forest; the trees have all been cut down, and it's all become farmland.
Jiang Qiao was dumbfounded. "Does that mean it will be very difficult to find it?"
Hou Diankui chuckled and said, "Girl, it's hard for others to find, but it's not so hard for people like us. What are we for? We specialize in this line of work. In particular, our intuition is usually accurate."
Changqing, where is that place?
This matter is extremely important; Jiang Qiao wants to know the exact location as soon as possible.
Song Changqing looked at his legs with a troubled expression. "Senior brother, I can't walk with these legs. What should I do? That part is a bit difficult to walk on."
Chunming spoke up from the side, "Uncle-Master, it's alright. I'll carry you on my back. We drove here, we'll take you to the place first, and then I'll carry you up the mountain."
Song Changqing nodded. "That's fine. If the road is easy to travel, you can push my wheelchair there."
Jiang Qiao regained some strength and took out the medicine from her bag. "Brother Chunming, give this to Uncle Song. We'll go this afternoon after we finish eating."
The water was boiled, and Jiang Qiao went to take a shower next door, while Song Changqing's wife was busy cooking in the kitchen.
She hadn't expected her senior brother to bring them so much food and supplies, including household items. She wasn't afraid of cooking anymore. Besides, seeing how that little girl treated her husband, she had a feeling that perhaps her husband could really stand up again this time.
"Sister-in-law, take this money and these tickets for your own spending money."
"Senior brother, we still haven't used up all the ones we received last time."
Hou Diankui shoved everything into the woman's hands without saying a word. "Spend it all, don't worry about running out of money. People are the most important thing. With your senior brother here, what do you have to be afraid of? I'm taking on a disciple now, and he'll take care of us in our old age. Don't worry about anyone else, just focus on taking care of your health."
The woman secretly wiped away her tears; her senior brother had helped their family a lot over the years.
Jiang Qiao quickly took a shower and changed into some dry clothes. Hou Diankui was worried that she would catch a cold, so he didn't let her go out to help.
"You sit still and take my junior brother's pulse again. See what medicine he needs and get better soon so your aunt can be relieved. It's really not easy for a woman to take care of both her family and her husband."
Song Changqing sighed, "Senior brother, I've thought it through. I'll bring my daughter back as soon as possible."
Hou Diankui patted his shoulder and said, "It should have been done a long time ago. If your son is gone, your daughter can't take care of you in your old age. Who decided that? You just stick to that kind of thinking. Especially since your son-in-law has been dead for several years. How are you expecting those women and children to live? No matter how good your in-laws are, can they be better than your parents?"
Jiang Qiao didn't expect that Song Changqing's family was also a mess, but with his daughter taking care of them, the couple's life would be a little easier in the future.
"If you want to go back to the city, we can go back later. We've stayed here long enough, haven't we?"
Song Changqing shook his head. "This place is alright, suitable for retirement."
Jiang Qiao reached out and continued to take Song Changqing's pulse. This treatment exceeded her previous expectations and was very effective.
He took two plasters out of his bag, heated them on the kang (a heated brick bed) for a while, and then applied them to Song Changqing's legs.
"Uncle Song, if you persist with the treatment, I believe you will be able to walk again soon, so don't lose heart."
Upon hearing that his leg could be healed, Song Changqing's eyes lit up. "Really, little girl, you're not lying to me."
Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Why would I lie to you? Tonight, you need to take a medicinal bath. I'll go buy some later."
The food was served—simple farm-style cooking, but very delicious. It tasted good, and it's not the time to be picky about food; as long as it fills our stomachs, that's enough.
After finishing their meal, everyone drank some water, packed their things, and prepared to set off.
"Sister-in-law, you don't need to come along. We will take care of Changqing. Just prepare hot water at home, and the girl will give Changqing a medicinal bath when she gets back."
The woman nodded, watching Jiang Qiao and the others leave with lingering concern. As soon as the car drove away, the villagers gathered around; they hadn't dared to before.
You said a jeep came to Song Changqing's door, and nobody knew what it was for. Did the old couple do something wrong, or what? As long as they didn't take anyone away, everyone could relax a little. But when Song Changqing was taken away while his wife was still at home, everyone was worried and came over to ask.
"Shufen, what happened? Why was your old man taken away? Who are they? Are they debt collectors?"
Song Shufen smiled and said, "No, no, it's my old man's senior brother who came. He brought someone to check his leg and took him out to buy medicine. Come in and sit down. We've had guests all morning, but none of you have come to chat with us."
"How could we dare? Who knows what those jeeps are for? What if they're here to arrest people? We'd better be prepared."
By the way, are those doctors any good? None of them seem very old.
Dong Shufen sighed, "Who knows? They say there's hope, so let's wait and see. They say ambition knows no age. If it works, that's great. If not, there's nothing we can do. That's fate."
Another person stepped forward and said, "Shufen, if the doctor is good, could he take a look at my husband's back? His back always hurts. You know, we country folk just bear our illnesses on our own. Now that a doctor is here, could he take a look at it for us?"
Dong Shufen nodded. "Okay, when they come back, I'll talk to them. I don't know if they'll agree or not, but I'll talk to them."
Jiang Qiao was so exhausted from treating her own husband's illness, Dong Shufen was worried. Besides, this person was invited by the senior brother. Even if she wanted Jiang Qiao to treat the neighbor's illness, she would have to tell the senior brother first.
"Then remember to tell them that I thank you in advance."
Jiang Qiao pulled Song Changqing straight towards the county town, which was said to be located at the border of two counties.
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