Xu Xinning suddenly noticed that recently, more members of the community have been coming to her for medical treatment. Basically, every day, someone comes to her for a medical consultation or asks her to come to their home for a check-up.
Xu Xinning was quite pleased with this change. Not long ago, this medical station seemed to be their family's private clinic, with only their own family members seeing doctors and taking medicine.
Perhaps it was because the commune members saw her heal her second uncle, who was so badly injured, then cure Xu Daya, and treat Old Mrs. Chen, a stroke patient whom the commune members had always thought was hopeless, that they suddenly began to believe in Xu Xinning's medical skills.
Some commune members who had the good fortune to visit the county hospital said with great seriousness that none of the doctors at the county hospital could compare to Xu Xinning's medical skills. In this way, word spread quickly, and before long, Xu Xinning became the famous "Little Doctor Xu" for miles around.
That's how powerful rumors can be.
Fortunately, Hsu Hsin-ning is genuinely talented.
However, this would require a large amount of medicinal materials.
However, the number of people in the brigade has also increased by a lot.
Xu Xinning's own pockets were also bulging with money.
Who can blame her for being so capable? All the herbs she sells are ones she collects and processes herself.
However, with the large quantities needed, it would be impractical to take out the medicinal herbs from the space without going through Minglu in such a large way. So she began to teach the children in the brigade to recognize and become familiar with the medicinal herbs, and then hired child laborers to work for her.
The children could earn income by collecting herbs, which made their families happy. However, Xu Xinning couldn't stay at the medical station forever, so Xu Laosan's role became apparent. With him in charge of collecting herbs, and with his reputation, the children wouldn't dare to fool him.
After a period of treatment, Grandma Chen was finally able to speak in short sentences.
Chen Ping got her a wheelchair, and Yao Dahai would push her out for walks every day.
Since Grandma Chen fell ill, Yao Dahai no longer devotes himself to earning work points every day as before. This incident made him realize that work points can never be earned enough, and the companionship of family is the most important thing.
Besides, two of their family members receive government salaries, and their son has many connections, so the family doesn't rely on his work points at all to make a living.
When Xu Xinning took Grandma Chen for acupuncture again, she told Grandma Chen about the day she fell ill.
Xu Xinning: "Auntie, think carefully, did anything special happen that day?"
After thinking for a long time, Grandma Chen replied, "Well... well... nothing... special... we eat... all the food... from the same... pot... and the... dishes... are... the same... the same... if... there's anything... special... it's... that... I... pricked... with a needle... while... sewing... clothes... before... eating."
Being pricked by a needle is a common occurrence, but Xu Xinning still wanted to see the needle that had pricked her, since there was already someone she suspected in this house.
However, if it was truly a human act, then the tools used in the crime should have been disposed of long ago.
Xu Xinning trusts her intuition, but deep down she also hopes that her intuition is wrong.
The clothes were still in the sewing basket, and the needles were still stuck in them.
Xu Xinning took the needle to be tested; even if nothing was found, she didn't want to miss the opportunity.
Grandma Chen was a smart woman. Seeing that Xu Xinning had asked about this matter and put the needle away, she said excitedly, "You...think...someone...is...harming...me?"
Xu Xinning patted the back of her hand and smiled, "No one wants to harm you, I just want to find out why you suddenly had a stroke. Also, you mustn't get emotional, it's not good for your health."
Yao Dahai quickly added, "You're not an important person, who would want to harm you? Stop overthinking things. Just focus on cooperating with the treatment. The weather's nice today, I'll take you out for some sunshine later."
Although Grandma Chen is much better, she still drools because of facial distortion.
Yao Dahai carried many handkerchiefs in his pocket every day and took good care of Old Mrs. Chen.
Mrs. Chen is actually quite lucky. She was pampered by her parents when she was young, and her husband treated her so sincerely after she got married.
The busy farming season will soon arrive.
Because the experienced farmer predicted an approaching typhoon, Yang Chunqin instructed everyone to rush the harvest.
This time of year is the most tiring for Xujiacun Brigade, but also the time when morale is at its highest, especially this year, as the brigade is planting new rice seeds that Xu Mingyang brought in.
When the rice ears were emerging, Yang Chunqin and the cadres in the brigade kept watch. Because no one knew what to expect, everyone was very nervous. But judging from the rice ears that had grown, there were more ears than in the past, and the rice stalks were also very thick.
When the rice ripened, the whole brigade was in an uproar. They all knew that the rice variety would be better than before, but they didn't expect it to be so much better. Their initial estimate was that the yield per mu should have doubled.
Double it!
This is something I can't even imagine.
In previous years, when the harvest was good, after delivering the grain quota, there was still some thin gruel left over. With the addition of side dishes such as sweet potatoes, corn, sorghum, and potatoes, people wouldn't go hungry.
In the past two years, the villagers of Xujia Village have been doing relatively well because they have planted lotus roots in the river and raised fish.
But this year...
The villagers were overjoyed to see the rice growing so well; at this rate, they thought they'd be able to make a living this year.
Rice!
How delicious must it smell?
Just thinking about it makes me so happy.
The day before the harvest season, a whetstone was set up in front of the brigade headquarters, and the administrator brought out all the sickles from the warehouse.
Sharpening your knife before going into battle is a sound principle.
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