Poor little thing is eating melons and watching the drama in the period literature

When spring comes, the ground warms up and all things come to life.

Ji Baishu said he would teach Yu Qingtang to recognize herbs, and he really did teach him.

Every Sunday when he had a holiday, he would ask Xiao Zijing to quietly go to the educated youth site to call Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang still holds the dream of this miraculous doctor in his heart and is very positive.

Xiao Zijing frowned and said helplessly: "Sister Yu, this is a weed, I can recognize it."

Yu Qingtang put down the grass in his hand awkwardly.

"They look a bit similar, maybe they were relatives hundreds of years ago."

Ji Baishu shook his head when he heard this. Some people may look smart and clever, but in fact they have no talent for medicine at all.

Yu Qingtang didn't know that he was rejected by the teacher, and he continued to study hard.

"What about this?"

Xiao Zijing took a look and said expressionlessly: "Isn't this the same as the one you just asked about?"

"..."

Except for a few common wild vegetables, any other non-flowering grass really looks exactly the same in her eyes.

Asking her to find the difference among those grasses is as difficult as it is for a person with prosopagnosia to recognize a human face.

"Forget it, Sister Yu, let's go dig bamboo shoots."

Xiao Zijing had grown a little taller and could pat Yu Qingtang's shoulder by standing on tiptoe.

"I heard that bamboo shoots can be preserved for a year if dried, and I have never eaten fresh bamboo shoots."

He grabbed Yu Qingtang's arm and shook it.

"Okay, let's pick bamboo shoots."

Yu Qingtang finally gave up trying to identify the herbs that she couldn't recognize.

Ji Baishu: "Don't stay too far away from me."

"understood."

There are a lot of bamboos in the mountains of the south, especially next to streams, where you can always find bamboo forests of all kinds of species.

"I'll pick them from below and throw them up, and you can pick them up and put them in the backpack."

This is a ditch formed by two mountains. There is a clear stream under the ditch, and several clumps of thunder bamboo grow on both banks.

The slope was too steep for them to go down, and Yu Qingtang was worried that Xiao Zijing would fall, so he asked him to wait for him at the top.

"Hey!"

Yu Qingtang tightly grasped the grass and other plants on both sides, sat on the ground and slid down little by little.

After a lot of effort, she finally slid to the bottom. She pushed aside the deep grass and found many bamboo shoots that had just emerged.

Yu Qingtang waved his hand: "There are so many bamboo shoots here."

Xiao Zijing was holding onto a bamboo by the ridge and looking down. Yu Qingtang casually broke off a bamboo shoot and, with a crisp snap, lifted the shoot to his eyes. Clear water flowed out of the broken part, which was proof that the shoot was fresh and tender.

"Throw me a sack."

Xiao Zijing obediently threw a sack down.

Yu Qingtang quickly picked the bamboo shoots and put them neatly in place. He then pulled a long vine to tie them into a bundle and threw them into the sacks. Soon the sacks were full, and there were still many bamboo shoots on the ground.

She lifted the sack and realized the problem: "It's over. It's too heavy to drag up."

Xiao Zijing called from above: "Sister Yu, Brother Ji asked us to leave."

Yu Qingtang tried hard with his hands, but could only lift the sack a few centimeters off the ground. He helplessly shouted upwards: "Xiao Xiao, ask Doctor Ji to come over and help. It's too heavy for me to lift it."

Xiao Zijing tilted his head slightly as if he was puzzled. Yu Qingtang knew what he was wondering about without him saying it.

"I really can't drag it." This is all Yu Qingtang could say.

"Yes, Sister Yu, wait a minute, I'll go call Brother Ji."

"Be careful."

Seeing him running, Yu Qingtang was a little worried that his arms and legs would be tripped by the wooden stakes hidden in the grass.

Ji Baishu came quickly: "Why are there so many?"

Although he looked very thin due to his poor diet, he was an adult man after all, and carrying a whole sack of wet bamboo shoots was no problem for him.

Yu Qingtang said: "Everyone is picking bamboo shoots and wild vegetables these days. Pick them up quickly when you see them, otherwise they will be gone next time you come."

"I also brought several sacks."

Ji Baishu: "Lend me a few."

He went into the mountains every day, and every time he picked some wild vegetables and bamboo shoots. He never brought them back bag by bag like she did. Living in the cowshed, they were even more short of vegetables than living in the educated youth camp.

When I think about it this way, I feel like I've missed a lot.

Ji Baishu was more familiar with the mountains. He put the sack at the entrance of the mountain road and took the two of them to another valley.

What grows in this area are bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots are very large and buried very deep, so they need to be dug out with a hoe.

The three men came to Jinshan to collect and identify herbs. They only brought small hoes and kept digging around in the corners.

"This won't work." Yu Qingtang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ji Baishu was also sweating profusely: "Let's go back and get the hoe first, then go into the mountains to dig bamboo shoots."

Xiao Zijing was already sitting on the ground with his legs apart, breathing heavily. An obvious blush could be seen on his sallow little face, and he was obviously very tired.

Yu Qingtang felt a little distressed when he saw how tired he was.

"Dig this out and go back first."

Ji Baishu walked to the entrance of the mountain road holding a huge bamboo shoot. Xiao Zijing might have exerted too much force just now, and his two short legs were still shaking.

Yu Qingtang carried him to the mountain road entrance: "Let's rest for a while before we continue."

The bamboo shoots contained a lot of moisture and were heavy. Just carrying one out made him exhausted.

Ji Baishu couldn't even imagine taking out that sack of bamboo shoots and this big bamboo shoot.

But he couldn't bear to throw it away because these were edible foods.

Yu Qingtang put Xiao Zijing down and sat down to rest. He also stretched out a hand to massage Xiao Zijing's calf.

Ji Baishu watched her movements and his eyelids twitched: "Ah, ah, ah, I'll do it."

"Your random pinching like this will have no other effect except to make his muscles feel more comfortable."

As he said this, he sat down on the other side and massaged Xiao Zijing's legs while teaching Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang also watched his movements carefully and nodded from time to time.

Xiao Zijing sat in the middle, enjoying the service of the two and feeling drowsy.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear faintly the scream of a child.

Xiao Zijing suddenly woke up.

Ji Baishu, who was holding him, touched his forehead and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

As soon as he saw Xiao Zijing falling asleep, Ji Baishu hugged him in his arms.

Xiao Zijing opened his still hazy eyes and said, "I seemed to hear the sound of a child screaming."

Ji Baishu immediately became serious: "Where is it?"

Xiao Zijing pointed in a direction.

Ji Baishu put him down: "I'll go take a look."

Adults are very busy in spring, and children who do not go to school will be taken by older children to pick wild vegetables.

Whether wild vegetables are dried or pickled, they can be stored for a long time and can be used to fill your stomach when there is a shortage of food.

Ji Baishu was worried that the child had accidentally entered the mountains and encountered danger.