Early in the morning, the villagers and educated youth all went to work on the farm, and there were not many people in the shed.
Bai Zhongshi was seriously ill, so he was exempted from going to the farm for the past two days and could stay in the shed to rest, but he still had to do the menial work.
When Xiao Jiahua arrived, Bai Zhongshi was sitting on the ground, peeling corn with a dizzy head.
Next to him, there was a basin full of corn kernels, which could be spread out to dry when the sun came out.
"Grandpa, let me help you peel it!" Xiao Dabao was very sensible and shouted to him from a distance.
Bai Zhongshi was startled and quickly protected the work in his hands, "No, no, don't let me get you into trouble."
"Dad, don't worry, I'm Xiaoxiao, I'm here to bring you medicine."
Xiao Jiahua felt a little sad. It would be difficult to communicate normally with the old man in his current condition.
She held Xiao Dabao and took off the small backpack from him. "Go and ask Grandpa Zheng to come over. We have to find a way to make the medicine."
She winked at him again, "Just... use your own method."
Xiao Dabao understood immediately: "Okay."
On the vast farm, villagers and educated youth are working hard.
Without harvesters, men could only pick the corn one by one, and then the women would peel the ears and bundle them, then hang them high to dry.
A few children followed the adults, picked up some fish that had slipped through the net, and secretly took them home to grill and eat.
Xiao Dabao had just gotten in when someone teased him, "Xiao Dabao, did your aunt beat you again last night?"
Xiao Dabao cursed back fiercely, "Bah, my mother didn't beat me, she even gave me some cloth to make me new clothes!"
Everyone laughed, thinking he was just talking in his sleep.
Zhao Yong cut off a bundle of corn stalks to help Xiao Dabao out. "Don't say that. Xiaoxiao is not that kind of person!"
The people around exchanged glances, and their expressions were very ambiguous. Who in the village doesn't know what the Zhao family boy is thinking?
Zhao Yong blushed and continued to work hard.
"What are you looking at? If you delay the harvest, you will all go to hell!" roared the village chief Zhao Fuda.
His youngest son was of good character, but he was too indecisive, so he gritted his teeth and sent his son to join the army.
While everyone was quiet, Xiao Dabao threw away the corn cobs, lay down on the corn stalks, and began to roll around: "Wow, Uncle Zhao, my stomach hurts..."
Everyone was startled, and Zhao Yong immediately ran to him: "Dabao, what's wrong with you? Should I take you to the commune clinic?"
"No, no, I think I have a stomachache."
Xiao Dabao held his stomach and said, "Ask Grandpa Zheng to check on me. He was the one who checked on me the last time I caught a cold."
"Dad?" Zhao Yong looked at Zhao Fuda with reluctance.
Doctor Zheng used to be the director of the People's Hospital, which was much better than the barefoot doctors in the commune.
Although his social status has changed now, villagers still like to secretly seek him out for help when they have any difficult and complicated illnesses.
For the sake of the villagers' health, Zhao Fuda turned a blind eye.
The old village chief nodded in agreement and said to Zhao Yong, "Treatment is more important. Take Dabao and Lao Zheng back first."
The labor areas for the demobilized personnel were separately designated and guarded by people sent by the commune.
Seeing that he had succeeded, Xiao Dabao quickly jumped up.
"No, no, Grandpa Zheng and I will go back and do it. We can't delay the harvest of the socialist farm!"
Zhao Fuda smiled: "Little guy, you are quite conscious."
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After taking Xiao Dabao's pulse, Doctor Zheng knew that he was faking illness.
But when he returned to the shed and saw the bag full of medicine, he was extremely excited.
"These medicines are so rare, Mr. Bai can be saved!"
Xiao Jiahua said regretfully: "It's a pity that there are two or three kinds of Western medicine and Chinese patent medicine that I couldn't buy. They are not available in the town. I have to go to the county town to get them."
"It doesn't matter. With these, at least I can save my life."
Zheng Changan said this as he lit some firewood and boiled some medicine.
Xiao Dabao squatted beside and helped.
After drinking the medicine, Bai Zhongshi became more conscious.
He recognized Xiao Jiahua, and tears flowed from his confused eyes.
"Xiaoxiao, thank you. It is a blessing for our Bai family that Ke Yan can marry you."
Xiao Jiahua: "Dad, we are all family, it's too formal to say these things."
It was not advisable to stay here for long. When leaving, Xiao Jiahua took out the remaining medicine and gave it to Doctor Zheng.
"Some of these are common medicines. No one will come to check them. Please keep them. If anyone has a headache, fever, cold or flu, they can be used in an emergency."
Zheng Changan's heart ached: "Thank you, kid!"
Xiao Jiahua shook his head: "You're welcome. Dabao is in primary school nearby. If he needs any medicine, please let me know."
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