Fisherman's Secret

To be correct, Qingshui Town is not called Qingshui Town, but is now called Qingshui County, because the local area is rich in moso bamboo, and later the state introduced investment to build a large bamboo township national forest park in the area. The development in recent years is like taking a space shuttle, One day at a time.

The old Chinese doctor Fang Jing has been thinking about all the time lives in a small village called Changgong Village in Qingshui County.

Although Qingshui County is now thriving in development, not every inch of land in the county has been utilized. There are always two or three remote small villages that are forgotten in the corner and unknown. Changgong Village is like this .

Changgong Village is hidden on the mountainside. Because of the inconvenient transportation, so many years have passed, and Qingshui Town has changed rapidly. Only this small mountain village still quietly follows the traditional and conservative way of life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Although Fang Jing knew that this trip would not be easy, but——

He looked at the endless lush bamboo forest and the mountain path with nine twists and eighteen bends, and still couldn't help crying.

"Oh my god, when will this climb go?"

Especially on this small road, even cars can't get on it. I heard that the villagers usually carry their daily necessities on their two legs and back baskets!

What a crime!

You said that Qingshui County is true. In the past few years, the entrance fees for the Zhuxiang National Forest Park alone have earned enough money. If the roads in the remaining few remote villages are repaired, will they die or will they die? Die!

Probably because the location is too remote, the bamboo forest on the mountain is seldom cut down, it grows densely and tall, people get in, and even the sun can't shine in, it's gloomy, stuffy and damp.

After climbing half a mile, Fang Jing stopped and rested several times, grabbing the collar of his jacket and fanning it back and forth non-stop.

Cen Jiu touched his neck, his hands were covered with sweat.

He looked up at the sky, and knelt down in front of Fang Jing: "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

"No, no, I can leave after a short rest." Fang Jing waved his hand. He brought Cen Jiu here so that the old Chinese doctor could take a look at Cen Jiu's body and prescribe some medicines for his body.I had this idea a long time ago, and I have never been free. I finally didn't have to go to sea, and my family's affairs were on the right track, so I took the time to take this trip.

The old Chinese doctor didn't even see each other, so let Cen Jiu run around the mountain with him on his back?Then he might as well not bring him.

Cen Jiu didn't insist, but turned his head and looked at him indifferently: "Are you sure? According to your speed, we won't even try to get out of this mountain until dark."

Fang Jing: "..."

This is not the small hill behind Dongzhuang. It is not an exaggeration to call it a big mountain. The bamboo forest is tall and dense, and there is no sunlight. I encountered several poisonous snakes in half a day. If Cen Jiu hadn't been there, Fang Jing would have been poisoned to the ground long ago.

Cen Jiu maintained his squatting motion, motionless, and did not urge him.

Fang Jing shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, I can keep up."

Anyway, he is also a grown man, and he has lived six years longer than Cen Jiu. Even if he is not as talented as Cen Jiu, he doesn't believe that he can't get out of this mountain with his own physical strength.

Seeing that he was really unwilling, Cen Jiu had no choice but to stand up and take his hand and continue to climb the mountain.

In order to save energy, Fang Jing hardly spoke for the rest of the way. It was stuffy and hot in the dense forest. After a while, he was covered in sweat, and his breathing was heavy, as if the bellows were being pulled quickly and quickly.

Cen Jiu stopped to look at him several times, Fang Jing knew what he meant, and waved his hand to signal him to continue.

I don't know if willpower is really important, or if Fang Jing has gone out to sea for more than a year to exercise, his physical fitness has really improved. In the evening, he finally walked out of the dense forest on his own two legs.

There is a small stream flowing in the mountain stream, and the clear and shallow stream flows through it. When the mountain breeze blows, it is indescribably cool.

They were standing halfway up the mountain now, Fang Jing raised his eyes and looked around, surrounded by emerald green bamboo forests, the bamboo leaves were blown by the breeze, like waves in the bamboo sea, it was unbelievably beautiful.

"This place is really nice. After climbing the mountain for a day, it's worth seeing such beautiful scenery." Fang Jing sighed.

Cen Jiu reached into the hem of his clothes, felt the sweat on his hands, and frowned tightly.

Fang Jing wiped the sweat off his face and said, "It's okay, let's go, I'm going to starve to death."

The two walked along the mountain road for another half an hour before finally seeing people.

It was a small village hidden in Aoli, with a few old houses scattered about.

Several six- and seven-year-old children ran over waving their schoolbags, and Fang Jing quickly stopped them and asked where Dr. Qiao lived.

The people in the mountains are simple and honest, and the children were not on guard when they saw the two strangers, and they gave them directions with a tongue.

Fang Jing was at a loss after listening to it for a long time—the dialect they spoke was not very easy to understand, and it took Fang Jing a long time to figure out what they meant. Later, the children simply led the way and brought them all the way to Dr. Qiao's house.

"Thank you." Fang Jing habitually touched his pockets, but because he came to seek medical treatment, he underestimated and did not expect the road to be so difficult. Apart from a pile of Mao Zedong, who was a medical doctor, he didn't even bring a lump of candy. It's not easy to pay the children directly, so I smiled awkwardly, "Uncle will treat you to candy next time."

The children didn't seem to be used to hearing them speak Mandarin, so they drove away after they were brought.

Fang Jing rubbed his nose. This kind of mountain village has inconvenient transportation and no roads. The supplies must not be rich. The children probably don't have much snacks. Next time, I will bring some delicious food from outside to thank them.

At this time, the closed courtyard door opened, and an old man with a beard and graying hair came out.

"Who are you looking for?" Although the old man was old, his complexion was rosy, his spirit was bright, his back was straight, and there was a strong herbal smell lingering around him.

Fang Jing knew that this must be Dr. Qiao he was looking for.

"Doctor Qiao, hello, hello, we are here for medical treatment."

Dr. Qiao raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, his eyes finally fell on Fang Jing, and he said meaningfully: "Kidney deficiency, young man should be restrained in sex."

Fang Jing blushed, extremely embarrassed, coughed, pulled Cen Jiu to him, and said, "No, no, no, I brought him to see a doctor."

Dr. Qiao said "Oh", stepped aside and said, "Come in."

Fang Jing followed into the door, looking around curiously.

There are many dustpans in the yard, and there are various herbs spread out in them, including common licorice, angelica, plantain, and some that Fang Jing doesn't know, in short, there are many kinds.