The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

When Qin Shou heard the words, he immediately lowered his head and said nothing.

Qinjiagou is the best village in Shili Baxiang.

Next to Liu Zhuang, Zhangdian, and Hu Ling all believed that this was because the people in Qinjiagou were capable.

But no matter how talented he is, the wheat in the wheat field in Qinjiagou will not yield two ears of wheat.

Without Li Donglai's herbs, those big fat pigs could only be sold to food stations in the city for at least a third cheaper.

And those voles...

Seeing that the village chief was angry, Qin Fang, the second captain, hurriedly explained with a smile: "Longevity doesn't mean that, it's just that this matter is very important. If you reveal the letter, you will be caught if you don't say it well."

The herdsman Qin Daniel was not happy to hear these words. He stared at Tong Ling's big eyes: "Luxin? There are only five of us in this room. We are all native Qinjiagou people. Together. No one can trust anyone."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qin Sanmin, "If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't let Donglai get involved in this matter, I'm not afraid that Donglai will leak the letter.

Everyone is from the city now, and they will help us with ideas. In case someone finds out, it is not appropriate. "

Li Donglai frowned upon hearing the words of several people.

It seems that several 'leaders' in Qinjiagou want to play side balls again.

Yes, let's go.

Li Donglai stood up, looked at Qin Sanmin, and said with a smile, "Uncle Sanmin, I'm going back to the city tomorrow morning, and I have to go to the mountain to collect herbs. I'm short of time, so I won't stay any longer."

"Wait for the evening, let those uncles and aunts come to my house to get the herbal medicine, and you also inform me that if anyone is uncomfortable, you can come to my house."

Li Donglai's sudden rise made Qin Sanmin a little surprised, and the cigarette bag pot in his hand trembled.

Over the years, Li Donglai has never rejected the big or small matters of the villagers.

But what Qin Daniel said was true.

Li Donglai has already helped Qinjiagou so much, and it is really inappropriate to let him take risks.

Even if it is an idea, it should not let others know that it is Li Donglai's idea.

Qin Sanmin nodded at Qin Daniel: "Brother Daniel, didn't you happen to be going to cut grass to feed the cow, just to help Donglai pick herbs."

Qin Daniel scratched his head: "If you don't say it, I really can't remember. There is not much grass in the cowshed."

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Li Donglai did not immediately go up the mountain to collect herbs.

He first went home and tidied up the house.

No one has lived in it for half a month, and the yard is full of weeds and green.

The weeds were full of vitality, and some of them even came out from the gaps in the bluestone strips in front of the house.

Just as Qin Daniel was about to mow the grass, Li Donglai asked him to pluck all the grass in the yard first.

Then inside the house.

It hasn't rained heavily recently, and there's no standing water in the house.

It's just that the ragged quilts were a little damp, so Li Donglai put the quilts on the courtyard wall.

There were two more gaps on the courtyard wall of the earthen barrier, but time was tight, so I could only explain that when Qin Daniel was free, he would dig some yellow glue on the barren slope and apply it.

After cleaning the ground again, it is time to carry the medicine basket and call Daniel Qin to go to the hill to collect herbs.

There is a mountain behind Qinjiagou. It is not big. The villagers in the eight townships call it a 'hill'.

After walking two miles, I came to the foot of the hill, and when I looked up, the mountains were full of green.

There are still wild wolves on the mountain these days, and Qin Daniu is carrying an old shotgun.

The dark wooden handle, the barrel has been mottled with rust, but the trigger is polished.

Shotguns use earth explosives. After the explosives are inserted into the barrel, they need to be stabbed with a stick.

Stabbing explosives is a tricky job. If the strength is too small, the gunpowder is not solid, and when the trigger is pulled, the gun will not sound.

Excessive force may cause the explosives to explode and accidentally injure those around them.

There are not a few people with two fingers missing in the village.

Seeing that Qin Daniel took out the explosives from the cloth pocket, Li Donglai took the initiative to take it and put the explosives on him.

With just two taps, the explosives are loaded.

Qin Daniu was stunned by this action, he scratched his scalp, "Donglai, it's up to you, if it's mine, at least I have to work for a long time."

Li Donglai was holding the old shotgun and became interested for a while.

When he looked up, a turtledove happened to be flying out of the field.

Raise the shotgun and pull the trigger.

"boom!"

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Chapter 59 Trees

The crisp sound of gunfire echoed in the sky, and the turtledove fell into the wheat field.

"Hit!" Li Donglai waved the shotgun.

I haven't fired for half a year, and the marksmanship is still so accurate.

Qin Daniel looked at Li Donglai speechlessly.

Turtledoves don't have much meat, and they are not as valuable as gunpowder and iron sand.

However, flies and mosquitoes are meat and cannot be wasted.

Qin Daniel turned around and ran towards the wheat field. Just two steps away, a burst of hurried footsteps came from a distance.

"Who! Who fired the shot? Don't want to live, do you?"

Two crop men with spears emerged from the woods.

They are the militiamen in the village. In name, they prevent the enemy from sneaking in. In fact, the main task is to drive away wild boars.

Do not know when a dozen wild boars came to the hills. Wild boars like to go to the bottom of the mountain in groups to waste crops.

Even eating and arching, the crops were ruined in one night.

Before Li Donglai came, he also wanted to catch all those wild boars.

Together with the village chief Qin Sanmin, he organized more than 20 militiamen, armed with shotguns, set up traps, and guarded the crops for wild boars.

But the wild boar has rough skin and thick flesh, and the skin is covered with oils from various trees, just like a small land tank.Iron sand bullets can only tickle them.A clip that can snap a wolf's leg off is useless to them.

Qin Sanmin had no choice but to send two militiamen to guard the crops all day long when the crops were about to mature.

When the two militiamen heard the gunshots, they thought that a child had stolen the family's shotgun and came out to hunt birds.

When it became clear that it was Li Donglai who was holding the shotgun, the anger on their faces disappeared.

Qin Erlu smiled and said, "Brother Donglai, when did you come back?"

Qin Dabao took Li Donglai's hand: "Brother Donglai, thanks to you last time, my baby's feet were saved. Let's go, I have some corn wine at home, let's have a couple of glasses."

Li Donglai threw the shotgun to Qin Daniel, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Er donkey, Dabao, I have to go to the mountains to collect herbs, so I won't talk more."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the wheat field: "That turtle dove, take it back and drink the stew."

"What a shame!"

The two happily ran towards the wheat field.

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Li Donglai and Qin Daniel continued to climb up the mountain.

The mountain road is steep, and there are wild trees all over the road with thorns.

By the time Li Donglai finished picking the herbs, it was already noon.

Qin Daniel brought dry food, and the two of them were not in a hurry to go down the mountain and came to the spring water on the mountainside.

Rinse with cold spring water, then take out the enamel jar, scoop up a jar of spring water, and nibble on the wowotou.

Full of food and drink, Li Donglai lay on the bluestone slab, squinting, looking at the mottled tree shadows.

He was waiting for Qin Daniel to speak.

This animal husbandry worker has to go to work, feed the pigs, feed the cows, and sometimes help transport the soil and dung. He is as busy as a spinning top all day.

Today, he even went up the mountain to collect herbs with him, so he must have something to ask for.

really.

Qin Daniel opened his mouth beside him, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed.

He walked up to Li Donglai in small steps: "Donglai, you are already from the city. Uncle didn't intend to trouble you with this matter, but it is related to the marriage of several children in the village. already."

Li Donglai didn't say a word, still squinting his eyes.

Qin Daniu knows Li Donglai's habits, and this kid doesn't have full confidence and won't do everything.

He leaned into Li Donglai's ear and whispered: "There are five boys over the age of 20 in our village, just now Qin Dabao, Qin Erlu, Wang Xiaoer from the old Wang's family, Zhang Tiedan from the old Zhang's family, and the one from my family. kid."

"These young children are at the age to say kiss. According to our rules, even if you can't afford the house, the old house in the house should be renovated. Otherwise, the wife's family will not agree."

"It's all adobe houses. It's slack time for farming. Some of them are strong workers, and repairs are easy. However, there are some shortages of materials. There is a lot of yellow mud and straw. The only thing missing is the beams, purlins and wooden rafters."

Li Donglai understood that the village wanted to help him get a batch of wood.

Of course, Qinjiagou is a village.

There are trees in the village, there are many trees.

There are also trees on the hill, there are many trees.

But these trees, nominally belonging to Qinjiagou Village, actually belong to the commune.

Even the peasants of this era have different identities from later generations. Their real identities are agricultural workers.

They work in the same way as industrial workers, commuting to and from get off work on time every day and clocking in on time.