tall and rhubarb

After working all night, the bed was finally stained, and Gao Chang didn't dare to fall asleep. The practice was all accumulated.Having already experienced life in the last days, he clearly knows that life in the future will not be easier than it is now. If he is easily overwhelmed by physical exhaustion, then the next thing is to run away with his head in his arms.

Although the mental method given by Rhubarb is mainly aimed at prolonging life, Gao Chang can clearly feel the changes in his body in the past few years. doubled.This may not be a big deal to other cultivators, but to Gao Chang, a poor man who was chased to death by a group of mice, it is already a pie in the sky.

After a short rest, Gao Chang began to meditate with his legs crossed, and he sat until two o'clock in the afternoon.Slowly opened his eyes, saw Da Huang who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Gao Chang couldn't help but want to kick his feet to vent his anger. Advantage, even if it does nothing, practice will keep growing.

After a big yawn, Gao Chang squinted his eyes and got under the quilt. It was already November, and although their place was subtropical, the weather had already started to get a little cold.The quilt was covered with rhubarb and was very warm and comfortable. As soon as his tall head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

When Gao Chang woke up in the evening, the sound of villagers' activities could already be heard in the yard. It seemed that these people had adapted quite quickly.Gao Chang walked out while yawning. Rhubarb followed behind him, and also yawned with his mouth wide open. This guy slept for a whole day, probably a little too full.

There were some more people in the yard, all from their village. They probably saw that their yard had been repaired and felt safe, so they all wanted to move in.The vacant house that the village head tried to keep was taken up yesterday. The padlock on the door seemed to have been smashed, and the end of the lock was just thrown on the ground.

"Uncle Guobang, don't be angry. We will live in this house. When they come back one day, they may have to rely on my family to help them. Their family lives in the city. What will happen now?" Where do you get the food? I live in their house and they eat my rice, isn't that appropriate?"

The person who spoke was a young man in his early twenties, named Zheng Fangyi. He was already the father of two children at a young age. Ma'am, there are eleven in total. When the time comes, the owner Zheng Zongfan and the others will come back. I really don't know how to squeeze in.

"What else can I say after you live in, but I don't agree with this matter. Even if they come back, don't make trouble with me." The village chief is not completely tempered, he is polite, He despises Zheng Fangyi's family's hooliganism, but he despises him, and the Zheng Fangyi brothers obviously don't take it seriously.

"Gao Chang, we are going to pick some vegetables from the field, you can go with rhubarb." It was Zheng Chunhua who sent the invitation.

"Okay." Gao Chang had no objection. Rhubarb showed his hand yesterday, and these people probably wanted it to accompany him for a walk.

After leaving the back door of the courtyard, everyone felt that something was wrong. The bamboo forest in the backyard seemed to be closer to their village. Looking carefully, they found that the bamboo that was cut down yesterday grew out of the remaining bamboo joints today. There are many branches, which seem a bit permeable in the twilight with their claws and claws.

"I cut down this tree yesterday. There were obviously not so many bamboo branches at that time!"

"It seems that not only the animals have problems, but even the bamboo has problems..."

Although it was difficult to accept the situation in front of them, but seeing that it was getting dark, the people in the village were still waiting for them to get vegetables to go back. They didn't dare to delay and walked quickly to the ground.But when I got there, I saw, darling, these cauliflowers are almost as big as the washbasin, and the milk cabbage grows as high as a man's thigh. Maybe it's because there is enough fertilizer in the field, and the change of vegetables is greater than that of the bamboo forest in the backyard.

"Is this dish still edible?" This is the common question in everyone's mind.

"I don't care if it can be eaten or not. As time goes on, if you don't eat it, you just wait to die of starvation?" Zheng Chunhua took out the scimitar for mowing grass attached to his waist in twos and twos. Then he chopped up a piece of milk cabbage and threw it by the side of the road.Gao Chang went to the cabbage field, the cabbage is more durable, and he can eat more for a few days after chopping more cabbage, saving him from running outside every evening.

"Potatoes are growing in the village chief's field, let's dig some." The rest of the people also took action one after another, some chopped vegetables, some digged potatoes, some dug sweet potatoes, and the edamame planted on the ridges were also pulled out. Little, I don’t have time to pick them right now, so I’ll carry a big bundle back to the women in the village to tidy up slowly.

There was much less movement tonight than yesterday, and there were not even a few crows left in the sky, probably a lot of them died again, after all, not many survived after being exposed to the sun.

On the contrary, there was a feral cat, vicious and ruthless, grinning its teeth and rushing towards the men on the ground. A villager reacted slowly, his arm was severely scratched, and the blood that flowed out immediately The clothes were stained red.

It happened that Gao Chang was close, so he ran over in two or three steps, and with one stab at the cat, he chopped the cat into the vegetable field.Rhubarb just squatted on the side of the road. Hearing the movement, he looked up at Gao Chang. Seeing that he was fine, he continued to sit on his own. Except for Gao Chang, he didn't seem to care much about the lives of other people.

Later Gao Chang asked, and it asked back: Do you care about the life and death of other dog clans?Gao Chang thinks about it too. Now that he can understand Rhubarb, it would be good if he doesn’t eat dog meat at home. To him, dogs are the same concept as chickens and ducks. Of course, except for Rhubarb, a descendant of the dog god, this guy can talk. The two of them I still paid my respects.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, several people dug a shallow pit to bury the cat, and then hurried back to the village with the things they had just harvested from the field. When it got dark, their eyesight would not work well. Another stray cat or something would be troublesome.

Considering that everyone will have to work together every day in the future, the residents in the courtyard house took out the big iron pots that come in handy for weddings and weddings, and planned to cook big pot meals in the yard. When Gao Chang and the others came back, the women were all gone After finishing the preparations, I'm just waiting for the fresh vegetables to be put into the pot, but this dish doesn't look quite right, and I'll look at you and me all of a sudden, but I'm out of ideas.

"Let's cook it all, why are you standing still?" Someone urged, and then the women started to move, washing and chopping vegetables and frying vegetables, there were not many procedures back and forth, and the staff was sufficient, and the meals were ready in a short time It's just that everyone is holding bowls and chopsticks, and no one intends to move chopsticks in front of several big dishes.

Gao Chang washed his hands and was holding a rice bowl and was about to pick up vegetables, when an old man next to him blocked him: "Young people, don't move, let the old man eat first."

"Hey, don't worry, it won't kill you." Gao Chang looked around and understood everyone's concerns. He didn't say much, and put a large bowl of food on the ground for Rhubarb to eat first. The villagers thought that He wanted to test the poison on his own dog, but he didn't expect Gao Chang to eat it soon.

This big pot of vegetables lacks salt and oil, and the taste is really not very good, but it is convenient. There is no woman in Gao Chang's family, and he works at night and practices during the day. If he has to cook for himself, he is really too busy.Let’s just eat plain, and if you get hungry another day, you can still make a small stove. These people in the village probably mean the same thing.

A man pays a catty of rice a day, women and children under the age of 12 pay three taels, and elderly people over 50 years old also pay three taels, and the men dig the vegetables in the fields.Many people in the village have salt jars, and there is no shortage of salt for a while.

Lard is not a big problem either. The mad pig that was killed last night has been cooked, but people in this yard have not yet agreed on whether to eat this pig or not.Anyway, the vegetables in the field are thriving, and there are still a few pigs in the village, and there are a few piglets that have not been castrated. When they grow up, they will be planted with piglets, and there should be no shortage of meat to eat.

Halfway through the meal, I heard someone standing outside the newly built wall calling the village head in a low voice.

"Who is it?" Zheng Guobang, the village head, walked to the wall with his job bowl in his hand and answered in a low voice, not daring to shout, for fear of attracting some mad dogs or something.

"Village chief, I'm Rixin, why is your courtyard blocked up, where do you get in?"

"Oh, Rixin." The village head responded, and turned to look at the villagers in the yard. Seeing that everyone had no intention of objecting, he said to the people outside: "Come in by the pool at the back."

Not long after, the people outside the wall entered the yard, a group of three people, a man and a woman were holding a child, the child was about four or five years old, and now he was lying softly in his father's arms, looking like It's not very good.

"Rixin, what's wrong with Xiaohang?" Seeing this child like this, those in the village who didn't welcome people from outside became concerned.

"It's just a fever, and it won't go away no matter what, I'll come over to see if anyone from your side has gone to town."

"You didn't give him medicine?"

"Eating a few cold medicines has no effect, and now the medicine is gone. If the fever continues like this, it will definitely burn out." Liao Mingyue, the son's mother, was obviously a little panicked.

"Do you know if there are any doctors in the town now? I think it's useless to go. Even if the hospital is open, it will definitely not be registered." At this time, no one planned to accompany the family of three to take risks in the town.

"Then do you still have antipyretics?" As soon as Zheng Rixin asked this, the people in the yard fell silent. In these days, I don't know when they will be tall. If there are a few antipyretics at home, everyone I want to keep it for myself to save my life later.The man who was caught by the cat just now just wrapped some incense ash to stop the bleeding, anti-inflammatory medicine and cold medicine, that is not expensive, no one is willing to take it out at this time.

"Rixin, why don't you let Old Ninth Uncle loosen Xiaohang's hands first, and you may be fine if you get wet." Old Ninth Uncle is an old handicraft in the village. He usually has heatstroke and cold, and the villagers like to find it. He had needles, the child was so young, it was too dangerous to get needles, it was just right to catch loose, and the damp toxins in the body would be excreted by stimulating the acupoints, even if it couldn't be cured, nothing would happen.

While Old Ninth Uncle was catching the child, Gao Chang went back to his room and took out three packs of Bupleurum granules. He had stockpiled cold and fever medicines, but he had no intention of taking them out. After actually seeing a sick child being delayed because there was no medicine, Gao Chang realized that sticking to his stockpile was not an easy task.