A Rural Life in the 70s

In order to give the column a moxibustion painting, let the children on the side look envious, one by one, Xiaoqiu, called Xiao Sister Qiu, ask her to paint on her stomach.

Aunt Wang remembered that his old man had a headache at home, and he was so anxious that he couldn’t do it anymore. He pulled Xiaoqiu and the other hand pushed the children out with no mercy. "Go and go, play with you, Xiaoqiu is a small doctor, but also to see people, how can I have some leisure time to pay attention to these hairy children!"

A small radish head, only three or four years old, was accidentally pushed down. A buttock fell to the ground, hurt and scared, and wowed at the moment.

Xiaoqiu understands that Aunt Wang has a patient's mood at home, but she has to wait for a few children, and it is a bit too much.

When the child cried, the parents who had not noticed that there were also gathered together. The children all complained to their own adults about the grievances. Immediately, several people were not happy, and they began to follow the theory of Wang Ayi.

When Xiao Qiu Wang’s aunt didn’t work for her, he squatted and picked up the little guy who had fallen ass, and patted the dust on his butt, turned his hand, and turned a few pieces of toffee out of his hand. Come.

The child is greedy, and when he sees sugar, he doesn't cry. He looks at Xiaoqiu with his eyes open, and the teardrops on the eyelashes haven't dried up yet.

Xiaoqiu peeled off a piece of toffee and stuffed it into the little guy's mouth. While greeting other children to eat sugar, he said to Dongzi and several older children: "I don't go out, you guys want to draw on the belly. Paintings, come to my house, I will paint for you."

Dongzi quickly promised that a few small people could understand and understand, while holding a small candy in their mouths. The white rabbit's toffee is so delicious!

A few small radish heads were comforted, and the parents of several children were not good enough to pursue anything. Xiaoqiu was able to take away the still discouraged Wang Ayi.

Because the aunt Wang lived at the bottom of the Hutong, and was separated from Zheng Qiushi’s small courtyard. The two had no previous contacts. Xiaoqiu didn’t know much about them. Just looking at things tonight, she vaguely saw that Aunt Wang is a kind of character who is relatively easy to be impulsive and has a narrow mind. If her family Xing Shu is similar to her temper, the cause of the migraine is almost found.

Migraine headache, that is, there are many causes of head wind, the primary factor is wind and evil disease, then qi stagnation, blood stasis ... and narrow heart, easy to get angry, angry, will lead to liver yang, Yangshuo easy to wind, anger On the reverse, it causes qi stagnation, qi stagnation and blood stasis... Hey, it is still Xiaoqiu secretly guessing, how the fact remains to be seen.

Along the way, Aunt Wang also went to Xiaoqiu to count those neighbors who were not sensible, only to care for themselves, etc. Xiaoqiu was just following the sound, and he had a little more understanding of the character and personality of Wang Ayi.

Waiting for Wang Ayi’s family, Xing Shu’s head was wrapped in a cloth towel, his face was red, his eyes were a little bloody, and when Wang Ayi entered the door, he roared: “You can’t walk without saying anything, shut the door so loudly. Do you want me to die?"

A look at this appearance, Xiaoqiu did not use the diagnosis pulse, you can be sure that this head wind disease is the liver Yang Shangyu type. And look at his appearance, his character is probably like Xiaoqiu guess, is the kind of impulsive, narrow-minded person.

His illness is from his character, relieved or can, it is really not easy to go to the roots.

Some of Wang’s aunts were stunned, but they still had to explain. Although Xing Shu was impulsive and irritated, he loved his face. He discovered Xiaoqiu behind his wife and angered his voice.

Xiaoqiu promised, and secretly sighed, this love is angry, and loves face, anger in the chest, for a long time, leading to liver yang sputum and qi stagnation, resulting in illness. This character does not change, and his illness will not be able to go to the roots.

After seeing Xing Shu’s situation, Xiao Qiu began to give him a shot, while he was thinking about it. If there is a channel for venting anger, the disease may continue to ease...

A few minutes after the needle went down, Xing Dayong's headache gradually eased. He was beaten by the headache. After the headache was relieved, people couldn't hold it anymore. So he fell asleep on the bed and started playing. Snoring.

Aunt Wang was very embarrassed and wanted to wake up her husband, but was stopped by Xiaoqiu: "Don't wake him up, let him sleep well, sleep well, and the headache will ease."

Starting from the needle, Xiaoqiu came out from the home of Wang Ayi, standing at the gate, Xiaoqiu said: "Xing Shu has been dragging the disease for too long. If you want to treat, you have to come slowly, don't worry... I am now I still can't open a prescription. When I asked my master, I gave Xing Shu a prescription. I slowly adjusted it. It hurts, and you come to me. I will give Xing Shu a shot... The two are combined. This disease will slowly get better. Oh, wait for Xing Shu’s headache to be lighter. I suggest that Xing Shu set a target in the yard, get a bow and arrow... Oh, the slingshot is also good, practice and target, and relieve the emotions. It may be beneficial to treat us."

Xing Dayong has been sick for ten years. Every time he is ill, his family can’t even dare to go out. The sound of the walk is louder. Xing Dayong can’t stand it. Therefore, he is not only suffering from his own illness, his family. I was also tortured, but what Xiaoqi said is what it is. It really hates not to cure Xing Dayong’s disease at once. He is not guilty, and the family can relax and save every day.

When Xiaoqiu came home, Qin Hao smiled and greeted him. "I have already contacted me. The fastest flight is the morning after tomorrow. I will get the ticket back tomorrow morning."

"The day after tomorrow... um, just right, if you look at the arrangement of the company, I have to go to the hospital to take time off." Xiaoqiu took the water that Qin Qin handed over and took a sip, "Other, you see Prepare a little something, maybe you can use it in the past. Pick a small one."

Since I visited the injured Wu Ge in the past, I will inevitably see Wu Ge’s comrades and leaders. Xiao Qiu let Qin Hao bring some small, rare things to make gifts, but also for Wu Ge.

Thinking of the platoon length of the amputation, Xiaoqiu said: "More cash." Maybe, can help.

The medicine stored in the big blue-and-white bowl was confirmed to be much better than the one bought outside. She secretly pondered, and what kind of tonic and healing medicine had been used in the past to help the platoon leader recover more quickly.