Rebirth 78, marry Qingmei as my wife

"Brother Red Army, I can't have it!" Dashan waved his hand quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense!

Take it if it’s given to you! Liu Hongjun glared.

"Oh!" Seeing Liu Hongjun's glare, Dashan obediently took the meat and left Liu Hongjun's house.

Dashan is quite discerning and knows that the young couple has a lot to say in private, and if he stays here, he will only annoy others.

If it hadn't been for Liu Hongjun's sincere invitation to stay, Dashan would have never planned to stay for lunch.

"Hey, isn't this a big mountain?"

"Third Aunt, you didn't go to collect mountains?" Dashan saw the person calling him, and although he didn't want to pay attention, he was his elder after all, so the honest Dashan still stood firm and replied.

“There’s nothing good now, so I won’t go!

I heard that you went into the mountains today and shot a tiger cub? "The third aunt asked with curiosity on her face.

"Yeah! My brother from the Red Army shot him at a distance of 200 meters. With one shot, my brother from the Red Army knocked down the tiger cub..." Speaking of this, Dashan became interested and started to draw with his hands. The girl started telling the story to her third aunt.

Several other ladies who were sitting with Third Aunt also listened with great interest.

"This Red Army is really capable!"

"That's right, no matter whose father it is! All three of the old Liu family are capable!"

"I heard that the matter between the Red Army and Qiu Yan is almost done?"

"Your news is out of date. The matter between the Red Army and Qiu Yan has been settled for a long time. We will just wait for Old Liu Tou to come back and get them engaged before the end of the year."

"So anxious? Maybe your stomach can't wait, right?"

"I'm talking about Lao Wu's family. Don't talk nonsense. Be careful about the captain wearing small shoes for your Lao Wu's family!"

"No one from the Lao Wu family is afraid! Her relationship with the captain is extraordinary. How come the captain is willing to let her man wear small shoes?"

"Zhao Guifang, who do you think has a special relationship with the captain? I think you are the one who has a special relationship with the captain. Who doesn't know that back then, you and the captain were in corn fields, if it hadn't been..."

Seeing a group of old ladies chatting more and more nonsense, Dashan blushed a little and hurried forward.

Old ladies from the countryside, when they get together, that's it, the boss of the house and the boss of the house of the west pull the wife's tongue.

In the Northeast, because of the long winter, everyone has a lot of free time, and there are a lot of things to do. Anyway, these old ladies dare to say anything.

After Dashan left, Liu Hongjun and Yang Qiuyan were the only two left in the yard, and the atmosphere became a bit charming.

After a moment of silence, Yang Qiuyan said with a blushing face: "Brother Red Army, take off your clothes and I'll wash them for you!"

"Okay!" Liu Hongjun didn't feel anything charming. He was already used to Yang Qiuyan's existence, but he just thought about it.

In later generations, when he was reborn, he was already over 60 years old. He was in good health and still had these desires, but Yang Qiuyan had already...

At this time, when he came back from rebirth, looking at Yang Qiuyan who was full of youthful vitality, the idea in his heart was expanded.

Liu Hongjun turned around and walked into the house, taking off his outer clothes.

Then I saw that the fleece inside was stained with some blood, so I just took it off in one piece.

"what!"

As soon as Liu Hongjun took off his fleece jacket, Yang Qiuyan walked in. Seeing Liu Hongjun's shirtless clothes, he couldn't help but screamed, and then turned around.

"Ah what?" Liu Hongjun walked up behind Yang Qiuyan with a smile and hugged her slim waist from behind, "It's not like I've never seen her before!

In a few days, when my father comes back, we will get engaged! "

Smelling Liu Hongjun's strong manly scent, Yang Qiuyan's body became weak and slumped in Liu Hongjun's arms.

"Your father said that he will marry you by the end of the year! By then, you will be my little wife!" Liu Hongjun said, turning Yang Qiuyan's body around and gently holding her red lips.

At this time, Yang Qiuyan was completely addicted to it. He was so dizzy that he didn't know what to do. He only felt his heart pounding.

At this moment, outside, 'Lihua' and 'Huang Zhong' suddenly shouted.

"Are the Red Army at home?"

"Someone is coming!" Yang Qiuyan quickly pushed away Liu Hongjun's mischievous hand.

Blushing, he hid aside to tidy up his clothes.

Liu Hongjun was helpless and could only take a fleece jacket from the cupboard and put it on, and then another coat.

"Who is it? At home!" He responded as he walked out.

I cursed in my heart, who is this!

It's really not the right time.

Although you can't really eat Yang Qiuyan, it's good to touch and kiss her.

"Red Army, hurry up, show me!" As soon as Liu Hongjun walked out of the door, the people outside couldn't wait and rushed in.

"What's the situation?" Liu Hongjun looked at a person being carried by four or five people on a simple stretcher and asked with a frown.

"The shotgun went off..." one of them stammered in explanation.

"Hurry up and carry it to the West Room!" Seeing that the injured man was already in a semi-conscious state, he didn't bother to ask any more questions and said directly.

The people carrying the stretcher carried the person directly into the west room.

Liu Hongjun followed in and turned on the light in the west room.

"Put the person on the kang! Take off his pants!" Liu Hongjun commanded.

Four or five people scrambled to lift the person onto the kang and then took off his pants.

"Brother Red Army, are there any patients?" Yang Qiuyan, who had also calmed down, asked standing at the door of the West Room.

"Don't come in, burn the kang in the west room!" Liu Hongjun told Yang Qiuyan outside, and then went up to check the injury.

Good guy, the whole butt and thighs were beaten to pieces, and the blood was still flowing out.

Liu Hongjun didn't care to ask other questions. He quickly took out the silver needle, opened his clothes, and inserted the silver needle into several acupuncture points on his waist, hip, and thigh.

Seal the acupoints first to stop bleeding and pain.

There are many types of shotguns, including single-barreled and double-barreled shotguns that shoot bullets, and shotguns that shoot iron and sand.

Shotguns shot with iron sand are generally used to hunt small prey, such as rabbits and pheasants.

Liu Hongjun checked it carefully and frowned tightly.

"Red Army, how are you doing?" One of the middle-aged men asked nervously.

"Brother Da Kui, this injury is a bit troublesome!

All the iron sand has been driven into the meat, and it has to be picked out bit by bit. Liu Hongjun shook his head.

"Then pick it out quickly!" Another person urged.

"···········" Liu Hongjun was dumbfounded. The iron sand had penetrated into his flesh. How could it be easily picked out? This was not like a thorn in his flesh.

Not to mention his condition, in this era, even in hospitals, it is impossible to pick out all the iron sand.

Without further explanation, he said directly: "You guys go find some more flashlights!"

After explaining, Liu Hongjun took out a scalpel, tweezers, alcohol, cotton yarn and other items.

In this day and age, it is no longer easy to have these things.

Liu Hongjun was preparing the surgical equipment, but Da Kui over there was already panting and running over with five flashlights.

This flashlight was received from the team headquarters. Even though flashlights were not valuable in later generations, not everyone had them in this era.

"You guys, take the flashlight and shine it on the wound from the front, back, left and right, and I'll start the operation!" Liu Hongjun explained to Dakui.

"Oh!" Several people had already run out of ideas. After listening to Liu Hongjun's words, they felt that each person had a flashlight shining on the injured person's buttocks.

Liu Hongjun first took out a ginseng from the Baizi cabinet, cut a piece, and stuffed it into the injured person's mouth.

The injured person was bleeding profusely and was already half dead when he was brought here. He still had to undergo surgery and carry iron and sand. In the absence of blood transfusion equipment and other first aid measures, he might not be able to wait until the operation was completed. , this person is gone.

That's why Liu Hongjun gave him a piece of old wild ginseng and put his life on the line first.

At this time, Liu Hongjun also saw clearly who the injured was.

This is Liu Erbao, a hunter from the village next door. However, this hunter Liu Erbao does not hunt with dogs, but hunts with a trap. Occasionally, he also takes a shotgun and shoots small things on the mountains near the village.

Liu Hongjun washed his hands with alcohol. Without sterile gloves, he could only use this method to disinfect his hands.

After carefully washing his hands, Liu Hongjun gently touched Liu Erbao's buttocks, looking for iron sand.

After a general feeling, Liu Erbao's buttocks and thighs contained at least seventy or eighty iron sands, not including those that were so tiny that they couldn't be felt with his hands alone.

Liu Hongjun couldn't do anything about those who couldn't feel it. Now was not the time to think about those things. It was more important to save lives first.

First pick up the shallower ones, use a scalpel to cut open the skin, use tweezers to pinch out the iron sand, then apply Liu Hongjun's father's special gold wound medicine, and then use catgut to suture the wound.

Fortunately, Liu Hongjun had just used silver needles to seal the flow of Qi and blood of the injured person and performed acupuncture and anesthesia.

Therefore, although Liu Hongjun cut open the skin and picked out the iron sand, the injured person did not bleed a lot.

Liu Hongjun carefully picked up the iron sand little by little. Some of it was too deep, so he used a scalpel and tweezers to pick it out. However, the wound was too big, so Liu Hongjun simply changed to a needle knife.

The accurate name of acupuncture should be beryllium needle. It is recorded in "Huangdi Neijing. Lingshu": beryllium needle is four inches long and two and a half minutes wide.

Liu Hongjun was busy for more than four hours before he finished picking up the iron sand. He put the needle knife aside, took tweezers and alcohol cotton and began to wipe the wound.

The entire butt and thighs were densely covered with stitched wounds.

Even after healing, the scars from Ryukyu were all over his butt and thighs. It was foreseeable that Liu Erbao would not be able to sit still on a hard bench in the future.

For now, Liu Hongjun has no good solution. He will find a way to eliminate scars later.

In the meantime, Yang Qiuyan cooked dinner for Liu Hongjun, helped him feed the dog, and then returned home.

After suturing the wound, Liu Hongjun took out the needle to stop the bleeding and pain.

Not long after the silver needle came out, Liu Erbao woke up from the pain and groaned.

"In this condition, he can't go back today. You leave one person to take care of him, and the others can go back!" Liu Hongjun said to Wang Dakui.

"Brother Red Army, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would..." Liu Erbao endured the pain in his buttocks and thanked Liu Hongjun.

"You're welcome, I'm a hygienist, this is my job.

What's going on with you? Liu Hongjun asked curiously.