When Uncle Xu arrived at Xu Xiangyang's house, he saw Xu Jianmin sunbathing in the yard. His old eyes widened in surprise. "Jianmin, you're out?"
For years, Xu Jianmin had refused to step out of his house, but today he actually came out.
"Sixth Uncle is here." Xu Jianmin was in a very good mood today.
The long-awaited sunshine warmed his body, making him feel refreshed and relaxed for the first time in three years.
Uncle Xu walked over, stroked his beard, and nodded. "You should come out and move around. Staying indoors all day is getting tiresome."
"Sixth Grandfather." Gao Xiulan came out carrying the medicine and greeted him with a smile.
Uncle Xu nodded with a smile, and was even more surprised to see Xu Jianmin take the medicine and drink it in one gulp.
Previously, Xu Jianmin refused to take his medicine, and he would knock over two-thirds of the medicine that Xu Xiangyang brought back. Today, however, he was surprisingly agreeable.
Great, great, that's wonderful!
Gao Xiulan was also very happy. She took the empty bowl and went back to the kitchen with light steps.
Jianmin changed drastically after meeting Li Zhiqing, and she finally saw a glimmer of hope.
Xu Xiangyang came out of the house with a thin blanket, and while covering his uncle's legs, he asked, "Why are you here, old man?"
"I've come to see Jianmin." After organizing his thoughts, Uncle Xu said, "Jianmin, have you noticed any changes in your leg lately?"
"What changes could there be?" Xu Jianmin smiled bitterly. "The same as always." Completely oblivious.
Uncle Xu said, "If someone could heal your leg, would you be willing to give it a try?"
Xu Jianmin's eyes brightened slightly, but quickly dimmed. "It's incurable. Even the doctors at the county hospital can't do anything about it. Over the years, I've taken a ton of medicine, but it's been completely useless."
"What if someone really could cure it?" Uncle Xu asked again.
Xu Jianmin looked at him for a while and then asked, "Sixth Uncle, are you talking about Li Zhiqing?"
“Yes,” Uncle Xu said. “You should have heard that she has the medical skills to bring the dead back to life. She can even bring the dead back to life. Healing your leg will definitely not be a problem.”
Xu Xiangyang also said, "Yes, Uncle, Li Zhiqing's medical skills are superb, he will definitely be able to cure your leg."
Xu Jianmin remained silent, his expression complex.
He was afraid that if he held onto hope, he would only end up disappointed.
Uncle Xu said, "Jianmin, are you afraid, or unwilling to stand up?"
"Of course I'm willing to stand up!" Xu Jianmin said excitedly.
He has been bedridden for more than three years, like a useless person, needing someone to take care of him at all times. It is a great humiliation that a man in his mid-twenties does not even have the basic ability to take care of himself.
He would certainly be willing to stand up if given the chance.
Uncle Xu said, "Since she wants to, let her try. She's a girl and she's not afraid, so why should you, a grown man, be afraid?"
These words successfully ignited Xu Jianmin's competitive spirit; could he possibly lose to a woman?
cannot.
With this thought in mind, Xu Jianmin said, "Okay, I'll let her give it a try."
Xu Guoqing took Xiaobai out to play, while Li Xiyue stayed at home to process medicinal herbs.
As she worked, she wondered, who could the man in Zhao Xiaoli's room be?
Could it be that she couldn't stand life in the cowshed and wanted to find a man to marry so she could leave?
Given Zhao Xiaoli's personality, it's not impossible, but she always felt there was something else strange about it.
"Li Xiyue".
As she was pondering, she heard someone call her name; the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
Li Xiyue looked up and saw a dark-skinned, thin woman. Her top was tattered, her blue trousers were frayed, and she wore old liberation shoes. Her hair was haphazardly tied up behind her head and wrapped in a yellowed handkerchief.
If it weren't for the smell of cow dung on her, Li Xiyue wouldn't have recognized that the person dressed like a typical rural woman was actually Zhao Xiaoli.
More than a month had passed since I last saw Zhao Xiaoli, and she was completely different from when she arrived.
Li Xiyue sighed inwardly and looked at her, asking, "What are you doing here?"
"Come with me to the cowshed right away," Zhao Xiaoli said urgently as she came over. "The calf is sick."
Is the calf sick?
That can't be right.
Xu Guoqing just came back from playing at the cowshed, didn't he? If the calf is sick, he couldn't possibly not know.
Although Xu Guoqing didn't study medicine very diligently, he still had some family inheritance, and he was more talented than the average person in dispensing medicine. It was impossible for him not to be able to tell whether the calf was sick.
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