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The female patient who asked Lao Zhou to take out the only piece of chicken spirit in the family was named Zheng Qingmei. She was 27 this year. Because of her illness, she looked a little older than her actual age.

After drinking the bowl of decoction, Huang Wenquan told her to go back to rest first, and leave the remaining two doses of medicine in the clinic, and come back at about this time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, when Huang Wenquan still has to cook it himself, and observe the efficacy of the medicine.

But where could she go?Walking out of the medical hall, Zheng Qingmei looked at the crowds in the small square outside and didn't know what to do for a while.

She was about to accept her fate at first, but now she suddenly sees hope again. Can she really continue to live? It's not a few weeks or months, but decades or decades.

"Girl, have you already seen the doctor? Why did you come out without taking the medicine?" A big sister in a uniform white T-shirt came towards her.

"The medicine is all left at the doctor's place." Zheng Qingmei was still in a daze at this moment.

"That must be a good medicinal material, right? The doctor is afraid that you won't know how to make it yourself, and it will be fried." The volunteer elder sister laughed.

"That's right." The boss of the medical clinic seemed to have taken out all the things he had put in the bottom of the box.

"Let's go, don't stand here." The eldest sister said, and took her arm and walked out of the square: "There are a lot of people in Buffalo Town these two days, have you found a place to live?"

"Not yet." She arrived in Tongcheng early this morning, and just happened to meet a few people who were also going to Buffalo Town, so they fought together and waited in the square of the medical center. It was not yet light, but there were already few people in the square. There was still hot water and steamed buns in the Niuwang Pavilion, and she also ate some.

"Why don't I take you to the Pagoda Temple to have a look? There are houses that are specially lent to patients, and they don't charge money."

The volunteer elder sister probably also saw that Zheng Qingmei's financial situation is not very good. There may be no vacant rooms at the Pagoda Temple at this time, but let's go and have a look first, maybe you can squeeze with others. Find a cheaper house in the surrounding villages, and she is quite familiar with the nearby villages.

"Where is the Pagoda Temple? How about I go by myself?" Zheng Qingmei also managed to pull herself together at this time.

"It's okay. I'll go with you. Let's go there in a bullock cart. It doesn't take much trouble." After speaking, the two of them arrived at the side of the road outside the small square, where many people were waiting for their cars.

They just stood on the side of the road for a while, when they saw a bullock cart coming from the direction of the station, and when they were approaching, the driver shouted: "Niuwangzhuang, there are two places left." Then A middle-aged couple who were going to Niuwangzhuang got into this car.

After that, several cars came over one after another. Most went to Niuwangzhuang, and some went to nearby villages. About ten minutes later, a car came to Pagoda Temple. The car was a bit empty, and there was only one passenger in total. But here in the Buffalo Pavilion, many people are going to the Pagoda Temple. One car can't be filled, so they have to wait for the next one.

"There are a lot of people going to the Pagoda Temple from the Buffalo Pavilion, hurry up and come with two cars, don't wait at the station." Zheng Qingmei saw that the driver picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

Then soon, two empty cars came over, stopped in front of the Buffalo Pavilion, and loaded up the dozen or so of them who were going to the Pagoda Temple. After swiping twice on the credit card machine in the car, Zheng Qingmei's fare was also paid.

The Pagoda Temple is not very far from Buffalo Town. It takes less than half an hour to walk, and it takes about half an hour to ride a bullock cart. It’s just a little easier. Sitting in the back of the cart, shaking and shaking, listening to the hooves of the cattle There was a crisp sound of clicking and clicking on the bluestone road. The sunshine in early May was just right, and there was a lot of warmth in the wind.

When the Qingshi Road in front turned another bend, they saw the pagoda temple on the hillside, and on the slope opposite the pagoda temple, there were rows of single-storey brick houses built with white walls. Black tiles, the structure is very simple. At this time, many houses are occupied by people, some doors are open, and some clothes are dried at the door.

The volunteer elder sister was also familiar with the house, and led Zheng Qingmei to find the person who allocated the house.The ones who came with them in a bullock cart, some of them had already settled here before, so they just need to go back to their own house, and the rest of them went with Zheng Qingmei and the others.

They came late, and the houses here were basically full at this time, but the Buddhist believers who were in charge of allocating the houses were very kind, and they led them to look for places to live.

"Liying, I'll arrange someone in your room again." The lady who led the way for Zheng Qingmei walked to the edge of a row of houses and knocked on the door.

"Hey, look at the arrangement. Anyway, we still have an empty bed in this room." Soon someone opened the door, Zheng Qingmei and the others walked in, and saw that there were two bunk beds in the room. There is also a back door on the opposite side. The volunteer elder sister told Zheng Qingmei that there are bathrooms and kitchens in the backyard.

There are a total of four beds in the room, three of which are already occupied at this time, the oldest one is Xu Liying, who looks in her early forties, the other two look like mother and daughter, the mother looks in her 30s, and the daughter is about Only seven or eight years old.

"Originally we planned to have two beds in one room, but recently there are too many people to live in, so we simply put in more beds. It's a bit crowded." said the aunt who arranged the beds for them.

"It's already very good." Zheng Qingmei said quickly.Don't give them a place to live for free, how can they pick and choose.

"Okay, then you can live here. You came here alone? If there is something going on in the future, just tell everyone more. There are people from all over the world in our place. It is not easy to go out. Everyone helps each other out," said the aunt.

"Don't worry, she lives in the same room with us, and nothing can leave her behind." The child's mother said.

"Are you weaving shoeboxes?" The volunteer elder sister saw a half-woven shoebox in the room.

"Yeah, this shoebox is not easy to make up. I made a few and it was broken." The child's mother replied.

"Shoeboxes are not very easy to make up. You only made a few. What's the matter? I heard that there are some stupid people in the town. They made up dozens of them to make them look good. Now they are very fast. Let's let them go." I can make one up." The volunteer elder sister said with a smile: "It's good to make up this one, you can earn some manual fees, and you can pass the time, otherwise you just sit around all day, and the time will be sad."

Several people sat in the room and said a few words, and then the aunt who led the way and the volunteer elder sister were about to leave. Zheng Qingmei sent them outside the door, thanked them again, and then went back to the house.

The middle-aged woman named Xu Liying was a talkative woman. After listening to her for a while, Zheng Qingmei understood what was going on in the room. Xu Liying had a skin disease. She went to many hospitals over the years but failed to cure it. She was born in April. When I came to Buffalo Town in the middle of the month, I went to see the old man, took a few doses of medicine, and felt that it was quite symptomatic, so I stayed. Her man had already gone back a few days ago because he had to work.

The other pair of mother and daughter, the daughter's ears have some problems, always inflamed, and almost rotted in severe cases, they just arrived two days ago, and they are also patients of the old man.

Xu Liying asked Zheng Qingmei what disease she had. Zheng Qingmei originally wanted to say it was cancer, but the words spun around in her mouth, and it turned out to be a tumor when she spat it out.

In the past few years of being ill, a young man who used to have no taboos has gradually started to have taboos. She generally does not talk about her illness to others, especially when it is serious. The more serious the disease is, the more serious her illness will become, so she generally doesn't say much to people now, and if she has to say it, she basically says it lightly.

There is also the piece of unknown medicinal material that Luo Meng took out from his own house. Doctor Huang Wenquan didn't even want to tell her what it was. He made it clear that he didn't want too many people to know. I also know that I should keep a low profile.

"Talking about tumors, in our buffalo restaurant, besides Doctor Bai, Doctor Huang Wenquan is the most powerful." Xu Liying has been in Buffalo Town longer than others, and she has heard more about it than others.

"I heard that Doctor Bai is the best at treating malignant sores." The child's mother answered.

"Listen to their nonsense. Doctor Bai knows a lot. When I asked him to prescribe medicine last time, I happened to meet someone with a broken bone. He has the skill of setting bones, tsk tsk! He is also the one who teaches people in our town to practice. The apprentice who taught it, you know?"

"There is a saying that those who practice kung fu clothes can cure falls."

"The children in Buffalo Town are really lucky. My son always wanted to learn Kung Fu when he was young. There is nowhere to learn."

"How old is your son?"

"They're all in high school."

"High school is stressful."

"It's stressful, his grades are very poor, and he doesn't study hard. He doesn't even think about getting into a good university. His father and I are so worried that our hair is turning gray, and we don't know what to ask him to do in the future."

"What are you worrying about? Children nowadays have their own ideas."

"Hey, let's weave shoeboxes. Talking about that kid makes me upset."

"Xiao Zheng, will you study with us?"

"Okay."

"Let's go to Xiawazi Village together at one o'clock later, and see how they made it up. I can figure it out at home."

"Go after lunch."

"Xiao Zheng, come with us."

"Oh."

So Zheng Qingmei lived in Buffalo Town like this, learning to weave shoeboxes with Xu Liying and the others every day, and lived near the Pagoda Temple, cooking all the meals by herself, buying some rice and vegetables in Buffalo Town, a few people partnered up, and It doesn't cost much.

After taking the three pills, she obviously felt a change in her body.In the past few months, she felt that her body was like a deflated ball, she couldn't hold her strength, and she had no energy, and this situation was getting worse day by day.After taking the three iron medicines, the situation began to change. Although her illness was not cured immediately, she felt that she gradually regained her energy and strength, which made her see hope of recovery.

At the same time, she knew better in her heart that the piece of unknown medicinal material that she ate together with those medicines before must be a very good thing.

For such a good thing, she ate it into her stomach without even spending a penny, which made Zheng Qingmei feel very sorry. She always wanted to thank Luo Meng, but the words of gratitude were too thin.

After taking those three prescriptions, Zheng Qingmei had to continue to take traditional Chinese medicine, and the prescription would be changed every few days. Huang Wenquan would sometimes prescribe strong medicine for her, and sometimes change to a milder one for a few days.

On this day, Zheng Qingmei went to the buffalo restaurant to ask Doctor Huang to prescribe medicine. When she came out, she happened to meet Luo Meng chatting with someone in the Niuwang Pavilion. She thought about it and went there.

"Thank you for that before." There were many people in the Niuwang Pavilion, but Zheng Qingmei didn't speak clearly.

"Oh, it's you, it looks like it's getting better." Old Zhou smiled.

"It's still thanks to you." If it wasn't for the medicinal material, she still didn't know what was going on at this time.

"You have this disease, you still have to stay in our buffalo town for a long time?" Old Zhou asked her.

"Doctor Huang said, let me stay here for at least half a year." Zheng Qingmei felt that Luo Meng was much more friendly than expected.

"Oh, then I'll assign you a task." Old Zhou said.

"What task?" Zheng Qingmei asked, as long as it was something she could do, there would be nothing wrong with it.

"I've raised a lot of pigeons recently, and of course there are a lot of them at the blacksmith shop. Don't you usually see a lot of pigeons flying around?" Lao Zhou said.

"I see." There are a lot of birds in Buffalo Town, all kinds of birds, among which the flocks of pigeons are the most conspicuous, and people say they are carrier pigeons.

"And recently there are quite a lot of tourists in our town. Many people are very rare to feed pigeons. Another day I will get some peanuts and corn kernels from Niuwangzhuang, and I will set up a stall at the bridge head over there. You will sell pigeon food there. Sample?"

To be honest, Lao Zhou is really not short of the money for selling pigeon food. He just feels uncomfortable seeing a source of income lying idle there, and there is still a ready-made labor force in front of him, so there is no reason not to make good use of it.

"Okay." Zheng Qingmei said nothing.

In a few days, there will be a small car shed selling pigeon food on the bridge head a little lower from the Buffalo Pavilion. Sometimes, it can be pulled by an ox cart. The appearance of the shed looks quite good, and the young woman selling pigeon food in the shed also looks pretty.

In Buffalo Town, everyone said that the price of Lao Zhou's pigeon food was too low. A small package of peanuts and corn kernels, which only had a few kernels, cost five yuan, but those outsiders were willing to pay for it.

Moreover, after those people bought the pigeon food, many of the pigeons they fed were raised by Lao Zhou himself.