Lin Wenxuan was surprised to see Ye Fang crawl into the cave, and then he looked back and forth for a few times before he figured it out. Doctor Lin was also very interested in the cellar, and praised Kaoshan Village for its thoughtful idea, which could keep warm without attracting attention.

Doctor Lin ate something and rested in the warm cave for a while before he stood up and started to move around.

"Grandpa, can we dig one like this? There are fewer of us, so we can dig a smaller one. It will definitely be more comfortable."

"Grandpa, please discuss this with them. If they are willing, we can rest until the snow melts before we leave."

"Doctor Lin, these are dried sweet potatoes. Please go and check on my grandparents first." Ye Dalang brought five or six dried sweet potatoes to ask the doctor. Old man Ye's fever had not subsided.

Lin Wenxuan took the dried sweet potatoes, put them in a bag close to his body, and then helped his grandfather to the Ye family's cellar.

Doctor Lin looked at Old Man Ye's red face due to fever, and asked him to take a wet cloth and put it on his forehead.

He put his hand on Old Man Ye's wrist again, felt his pulse, listened with his eyes closed for two or three minutes, then asked Old Man Ye to open his mouth and looked at his tongue coating.

Then he said, "It's a cold, stuffy nose, headache, and fever. It's not a big problem. Take some Bupleurum to reduce the fever."

"Doctor Lin, we didn't bring any medicine when we fled the famine. Do you have any? If not, I'll go look for it outside." Ye Dalang asked a little anxiously.

"I had some with me, but they were all snatched away. I asked my brother Sun Zixuan to take you to find them. He has been studying with me since he was a child and knows Bupleurum chinense."

"Then I'll trouble Brother Xuan. I'll ask a few guys to go with us to look for it." Boss Ye called his son and nephew to go together.

Doctor Lin checked on other members of the family and found that none of their problems were serious, they were just malnourished and would be fine after some recuperation.

Doctor Lin was asked to leave by another family because the elderly in his family felt uncomfortable as the temperature dropped.

Ye Dalang and Ye Erlang followed Lin Wenxuan to find Chaihu. Lin Wenxuan described Chaihu to them, and then they went to look for it separately.

Bupleurum is what we usually call wild vegetable. It is bitter in nature and flavor. It is used for colds and fever, alternating chills and heat, malaria, and liver depression and qi stagnation.

Several people turned over the snow and searched bit by bit on the ground. They wrapped their hands with cloth strips and shivered when they touched the snow.

The icy cold wind was like a knife, snowflakes were falling, and the surroundings were silent. There were only three people struggling to find herbs.

The snow was falling more heavily, and the wind was shrill and harsh. The three of them were so cold that their noses were sore and their eyes were dizzy, and their feet were like ice cubes.

"Found it. Brother Xuan, come and take a look. Is this it?"

Lin Wenxuan was almost unconscious from the cold. He quickly got up and walked over. "This is it. This is it. This is all over the place."

Ye Erlang cheered: "Great! It's too cold. Let's go back quickly after digging." Ye Erlang's speed of digging Bupleurum increased visibly.

"What is this? Why does it look like ginger? Brother Xuan, do you recognize it?" Ye Dalang held the yellow lump he had just dug out in his hand.

"It's ginger. It's a good thing. Let's take it back and make ginger soup." Lin Wenxuan said affirmatively.

Several people hurried back with the things they had dug up, and their ears were almost frozen off outside.

Old man Ye drank the herbal medicine made from Bupleurum chinense. After two servings, his fever went away. After three more servings, he was completely cured. The Ye family was even more grateful to Doctor Lin and his grandson.

Almost every family in the village went to see Doctor Lin for medical consultation. As food was scarce now, it was very good to receive three or five pieces of dried sweet potatoes after each consultation.

There are many people in the village, and the Lin family has accumulated a lot of food, so they can survive the cold winter by saving some food.

The people from Kaoshan Village helped the Lin family dig a cellar. It was so cold that the ground was frozen, and it took more than a dozen people two days to complete it.

Lin Wenxuan picked up some firewood and dry grass, and within two days the cellar became warm.

The people in Kaoshan Village were all lying in the cellar. They were somewhat injured after fleeing from famine for several months. Now that they have recovered, they can reach Wu'an City earlier in the spring.

Li brought several daughters-in-law to sew rabbit leather shoes for Ye Qing and her two sisters. Girls cannot catch cold, and if their feet are warm, they will not feel cold anymore.

The snow and wind were so strong that the oil paper covering the entrance to the cellar could not hold up after a while and had to be cleaned every two hours.

There is a charcoal basin burning in the cellar, so the cellar entrance cannot be completely blocked, and a ventilation hole must be left.

Ye Qing and his companions lay in bed for a few days, but they could not lie still any longer. The children were very energetic and could not sit still either, so the job of shoveling snow at home was given to them.

Ye Qing’s favorite thing to do is to shovel the snow near the cave entrance, then boil the snow into hot water and put his frostbitten hands in it, which is very comfortable.

Another two months passed, and everyone was bored. Apart from sleeping, they could only chat every day. No matter how much they talked, there was nothing to talk about every day.

Zhou and her friends were better off. They could go to her parents' house to stay and do some needlework, and the day passed quickly.

The children had nothing to do except helping to remove the snow.

Ye Qing asked his second uncle to make a square out of wood, and draw cakes, strips and the word "swastika" on it. This weather was perfect for playing mahjong.

After the mahjong was ready, Ye Qing pulled his sister and brother to play. After they became familiar with the rules, they all fell in love with this activity.

There are many people in the Ye family, so Uncle Ye had to make a few more pairs. After the whole family started playing with them, they felt that time passed faster.

Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and Ye Qing looked much better than when he fled from the famine. After covering himself up for several months, his skin had become a little whiter.

The food at home was almost gone. Fortunately, the temperature outside was gradually rising and the cold wind was no longer so biting.

The snow stopped, and Ye Qing and his friends no longer had their ears frozen when they went out to sweep the snow. The snow had begun to melt on the sunny hillside.

Ye Qing no longer had to wear all his clothes; he wouldn't feel cold just by wearing a cotton jacket.

After a few more days, the snow here began to melt, and water began to flow into the cellar.

The village head began to notify everyone to keep moving forward, while the snow had not completely melted and the ground was still frozen, and continue walking towards Wu'an City.

The people in the cave started leaving a few days ago. When they passed by the cave and took a look, they saw that everyone had left.

Many victims collapsed at the foot of the mountain. They could not find a place to shelter from the wind and snow and froze to death on the road.

Ye Qing and others also felt very uncomfortable when they passed by, these were human lives.

Ye Qing was also very worried. When the temperature rose, the corpses would rot and the plague would spread.

Ye Qing urged his family to walk faster. The snow had melted and the road was covered with mud, so they couldn't walk anymore.

There is only enough food for about ten days. We don’t know when we can reach Wu’an City. We have to reclaim wasteland and plant crops when we get there. If we miss the spring plowing, we will have nothing to eat.

The mountain road was difficult to walk on, so only one person could push the cart. The speed was much slower, so the village head had to ask everyone to hold torches and walk for a while at night.

At noon the next day, the villagers walked onto the official road. There were more victims on the roadside. Each of them was so skinny that they looked like they could be blown away by the wind.

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