I farmed in ancient times

Shen Yan got off his horse from the foot of the mountain, and led the horse together with Sier to walk up the stone road, and then walked up a narrow snow-shoveled path on the slope.

Judging from the place where no snow has been shoveled, if the snow is not cleared, it can reach the waist of an adult man.

When he arrived at the small courtyard of Cen's family, Shen Yan reached out and knocked on the courtyard door himself.

After a while, a child's voice came from the courtyard: "Who is it?"

"Chao'an, it's me, Uncle Shen." Shen Yan replied loudly.

Shen Yan's expression was easily recognizable, Cen Chaoan opened the courtyard door when he heard that it was an acquaintance, and seeing that it was indeed County Magistrate Shen, hurriedly invited someone into the house.

Si'er tied the horse outside the courtyard gate and followed Shen Yan into the courtyard.

After inviting people to the main room, Cen Chaoan went to the kitchen to pour water, Shen Yan looked around, but did not see Cen Daonian and Cassia, and the fire in the stove was almost extinguished.

When the water came to Chao'an, Shen Yan asked, "Is your father not at home?"

"Daddy has gone to invite a doctor for brother." Chaoan put the bowl on the table, and took out oranges, fried melon seeds and fried peanuts.

Shen Yan put the pastries and sugar on the table, and asked Chao An: "Can you take me to see your brother?"

"Okay!" Opened the door to An La, led Shen Yan across the yard, pushed the door to the east wing and entered.

There is plenty of charcoal fire in the east wing, and the stove is connected to the iron pipe for ventilation. There is only the crackling sound of firewood in the room, and there is no smoke.

Jueming was lying on the bed, only half of his face was exposed, and a cloth soaked in water was placed on his forehead.

Chaoan walked up to his brother, touched the cloth, and it was already hot from his forehead, so he hurriedly put on a new one, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his brother, very worried.

Shen Yan stretched out his hand to touch Cassia Ming's forehead, it was astonishingly hot.

There was snow everywhere outside, it was difficult for horses and carriages to travel, and Jueming was in a coma, so he couldn't take the carriage to the county town to see a doctor, so Father Cen could only walk to the town.

It was difficult to walk in the snow. When we arrived in the town, the gate of the medical clinic was closed. The nearby store said that the doctor had returned to his hometown and was in the next town.

There is still a small one at home, Father Cen can only follow the previous prescription, find a shop selling herbal medicine in the town, and prescribe a few medicines with the cheek to take home.

Seeing that it was already noon, and Cen Daonian hadn't come back yet, Shen Yan ordered the boy to go back along the way he came, and invite the doctor from the house to come over.

Not long after Si'er rode away, he met Mr. Cen on the way. Mr. Cen went home alone and obviously did not invite a doctor. Si'er said that the county magistrate Shen asked him to go back to the mansion to invite the doctor, so that Mr. Cen should not be impatient.

Facing the wind and snow, the two parted ways on the road. In the vast whiteness, the two small black dots became farther and farther away, and disappeared into the sky full of snow.

Seeing Cen Chaoan changing the cloth five or six times back and forth, Shen Yan stood up, "I'm going to change the basin of water."

Cen Chaoan said politely, "Thank you, Uncle Shen."

Shen Yan took the basin, went to the yard to pour out the water, went to the well to replace it with a new bucket, and brought it back to the house.

"I'm going to pour some water for my brother." Cen Chaoan said, slipped from the bed, and ran to the kitchen to pour water.

Shen Yan stood at the end of the bed, silently looking at Cassia lying on the bed.

Jue Ming's fair face was blushing due to the heat, his peach eyes were tightly closed, his thin lips were dry, and when he was confused, Jue Ming's thin lips moved and he called out mournfully: "Brother."

——Casia Ming still has a brother?

Shen Yan tilted his head, and heard Caesar whispering a few words, after a while, Cen Chaoan brought two bowls of tea, one for Uncle Shen and one for brother.

How to feed my brother tea was a difficult problem. Cen Chaoan took a wooden spoon, scooped out a spoonful of tea from the bowl, and slowly poured it along his brother's lips into his mouth.

Cassia sucks, sucks, seems to want to drink, so Chaoan goes back and forth between the table and the bed in the east wing, feeding his brother water bit by bit.

Shen Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and stood at the head of the bed with water in his hand, so that Chao An wouldn't have to run back and forth.

Cen Daonian hurried home and saw Cen Chao'an and Shen Yan guarding the bedside, while Cassia Ming was still unconscious on the bed.

After exchanging a few words with Shen Yan, Cen Daonian touched his son's forehead, it was still so hot, and it didn't seem to ease in the slightest.

At noon Cen Daonian cooks, Shen Yan eats boiled radishes in clear water and drinks rice soup, and suddenly misses the meal cooked by the cook at home.

At Shen Shizheng, the boy and the doctor rode from Yang County to Damo Township on horseback, and invited the two to the house. The doctor didn't even drink tea, but brushed the snow off his body, opened the door and rubbed his hands, and when the hands were warmer, Go give Cassia the pulse.

Cen Daonian hurriedly took out Cassia Ming's arm from under the quilt, the doctor put three fingers on Cassia Ming's wrist, and switched the left and right wrists back and forth.

He asked Cen Daonian what happened a few days before Jueming.

I shoveled the snow for the old Shi's house yesterday, and I didn't sweat. Cassia was still normal when I had dinner, but after a night, it became like this.

After a while, the doctor's expression became serious, "Forgive me for my lack of knowledge, this disease is really strange, and I can't see what's wrong with it."

"Judging from the pulse condition, he is no different from a normal fever." The doctor shook his head, "But judging from the fact that he has a high fever from time to time, I'm afraid it's not that simple. I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I have never seen such a disease." .”

Shen Yan said: "Then we can't let him burn like this without prescribing medicine."

Seeing that there was a medicine bag in the room, the doctor asked Cen Daonian for a prescription. Sure enough, the previous doctor also prescribed the medicine according to the symptoms of wind-cold and fever.

"We can only take the medicine according to this prescription." The doctor shook his head, "Perhaps the master Xinglin in Beijing will have a solution."

Cen Daonian thought that Cassia's fever lasted longer than others, but he didn't expect it to be so serious that even the people brought by County Magistrate Shen were helpless.

Now it seems that it can only be treated according to ordinary diseases.

When Cen Daonian went to the East Kitchen to make medicine, Shen Yan sat for a while, and then took the doctor and servant back home.

After boiling the medicine, Cen Daonian picked up the cassia and fed it.

During the day, Caesar Ming was awake for less than an hour, just drank some porridge and medicinal juice, then fell asleep.

Taking advantage of the break of eating, Jue Ming still asked if the wind and snow outside had stopped.

Chao'an said that although the snowstorm has not stopped, it is much smaller than the previous few days. In the towns and villages under the jurisdiction of Yang County, many people's roofs were crushed by the snow.

When he fell asleep, Jueming could still hear the noisy noise in the yard, and the muffled sound of snow falling from the roof to the ground.

On the fifth day, Jueming felt a little less headache, and his body was not so hot. He woke up from the drowsy state, and Chaoan was lying on the table writing large characters.

"Chao'an." Jueming licked his dry lips, "Is there any tea?"

Chaoan's small hand shook, and a large drop of ink fell on the paper. He hurriedly put the brush away, and Cen Chaoan jumped down from the chair, "Brother?!"

Cassia blinked, too lazy to speak.

His throat was dry and sore, and his breath was still hot.

After Cen Chao'an went to bring water, Jue Ming took a bowl and drank it slowly, only then did he feel a little better.

Cen Daonian heard the movement coming from outside the door, saw that Jueming had woken up, his face could not hide his joy, he went to the bedside and touched his forehead, the temperature really dropped a lot.

Cen Daonian nodded, and said to Jue Ming: "The snow outside has stopped, and the sky is sunny, but you are weak, so go out in a few days."

"Okay." Jueming struggled to sit up from the quilt, and Chao An hurriedly put some pillows behind his back so that he could lean there.

"Are you hungry? I'll warm up the porridge for you." Cen Daonian turned and went out, and hurriedly brought the porridge over.

Caesar took a spoonful and brought it to his mouth. The porridge was white porridge with minced meat, with a slight salty taste, and garlic sprouts were sprinkled in the porridge.

It seems that when he had a fever these days, Father Cen's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds.

After finishing the porridge, Cen Daonian saw that it was about the same time, and asked Caesar to drink another bowl of boiled traditional Chinese medicine, so he was relieved.

Cen Chaoan stayed at the bedside and talked to his brother for a while, then brought melon seeds and peanuts for his brother to eat, and also took a piece of mint candy he kept privately, saying that his brother had a bitter taste in his mouth after drinking the medicine, so let him eat it.

When Chaoan opened the door to go out, Jueming saw through the crack of the door that it was no longer snowing outside.

According to Chaoan, it was still snowing before my brother woke up, and it stopped snowing after my brother woke up.

--really.

Decisively said.

It seems that his time travel will bring a butterfly effect to the Song Dynasty, so this time and space began to reject him.

The most obvious manifestation is the use of natural disasters to get rid of this unstable factor.

Jueming scratched his head, he came and couldn’t leave, could it be possible that every year when this kind of natural disaster occurs, he has to take the initiative to get sick, and he is dying of the disease to escape the rejection of this time and space?

It's not a good feeling to be sick.

Cassia lay on the bed and thought about it. This scourge of himself cannot be separated from this time and space for the time being. He can only take one step at a time. In case other traceability researchers locate his coordinates and travel through the wormhole to take him away Woolen cloth?

The voice in Jue Ming's heart told him: This may be very small.

On the second day, Jueming felt that he was almost well, so he got up and went to the yard to exercise his muscles and bones, and by the way, he counted the dishes in the kitchen.

The snow outside was gradually melting under the warm winter sun, and the snow water dripped down the eaves.

There was plenty of rice and vegetables at home, and the charcoal stored in the west wing was useless. After wandering around the yard twice, Cen Daonian found him. The sable hat, and then let Cassia go out.

Seeing that his brother had gone out to play, Cen Chaoan couldn't help but put on his brother's hat made of white rabbit fur. Cen Chaoan followed his brother and went to visit Uncle Shi's house.

The snow had melted for more than half a month, and the end of the new year was approaching. Cassia was dressed like a small ball, and pulled Cen Chaoan, who was like a small ball on the ground, to follow behind Cen Daonian, and hitched a ride to the town with Hu Tutu.

The streets and alleys are full of small stalls filled with all kinds of things, and the crowds are crowded with each other, making it very lively.

Fearing that Cen Chao'an and Jue Ming would get separated in the crowd, Cen Daonian and the two of them decided on a place to meet in case they got separated, and then they joined the crowd holding each other.