Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Master Liu's face suddenly turned stern and his smile quickly disappeared.

"What's wrong? Is it the wrong age or the wrong storage? Master, please don't scare me. This thing is very rare. Please don't tell me that this piece of tiger bone can't be used."

Han Zhaozhao started to do bad things.

She found that people are particularly interesting when they get old, and sometimes they are very childish, as if they have rejuvenated.

Teasing the old man is now one of her favorite games.

"No, you just gave it to me to show me your face. It's not for me. You naughty girl, are you kidding me? You gave me hope and then took it away. Do you think I'm going to die soon?"

The old man stared blankly and pointed at her with his finger.

"Hehe, I'm so anxious, so anxious! Master, we can't be like this. You know, I've always hoped that you could live a hundred years. If something happens to you, who will I learn from?

Master, this piece of tiger bone belongs to you. However, you can't give it away for free. You have to help me make a few jars of tiger bone wine and make some tiger bone pills. I also want your secret tiger bone paste.

I'll leave this job to you. Just let me know what materials you need and I'll try to get them for you."

Master Liu's expression suddenly changed, and he grinned, "I told you, you are a filial child.

Okay, leave this job to me, Master will help you, go back quickly and bring all the tiger bones here, I need to clean them first."

The master and the apprentice discussed for a while. It was not difficult for Master Liu to get the medicinal materials. He had the channels to get the best medicinal materials. But it was hard to buy strong liquor now. Not only did you need a liquor ticket to buy liquor on the market, but there was no place to buy it because the quantity was too large.

This matter was difficult for others, but it was not difficult for Han Zhaozhao. It just so happened that she had brewed more than 500 kilograms of liquor, which was very strong and best for making medicinal liquor.

After drinking a pot of tea, the master and disciple decided on the use of the tiger bones.

"Master, do you know any pediatricians? My aunt's child in Northeast China is five years old this year. He was born prematurely and has had poor health since childhood.

So, my grandma brought the little girl to the capital, hoping to find a good day to nurse her back to health. "

Master Liu heard this and said, "For your cousin's illness, you need to find a doctor who is good at internal medicine and pediatrics. Let me think about it, there are quite a few!"

Lao Li, Lao Suo, Lao Dong are all fine. They are brothers from the same school. Of course, their master is even more powerful. Mr. Shi is the only surviving four great doctors since the Republic of China.

But we are afraid that we cannot get Mr. Shi’s help. He is now the Prime Minister’s personal physician and ordinary people cannot see him.

I need to find out when you plan to visit the doctor and see who is available that day."

Han Zhaozhao opened his mouth wide. Oh my god, is Master Liu so capable? He even has contact with the Prime Minister's health doctor?

Since the master can be on equal terms with the disciple of the miracle doctor, does it mean that decades later, thanks to the master, her name will be included in the national list of famous doctors and she will receive special allowances for experts from the State Council?

Han Zhaozhao touched her chin and smiled proudly. She had a future, a future. She had made the right choice in the path of Traditional Chinese Medicine. In a few decades, she would also be known as a famous doctor and a miracle doctor. Haha, her sense of accomplishment was overflowing!

When she got home, her pride had not yet passed. She locked the door and went straight into the space. Why would she do farm work? She had to memorize medical books first!

I studied so much that my stomach started to rumble. I looked at the time and realized, oh my god, it’s already two o’clock. No wonder my stomach started to rebel.

After making some ready-made meals in the space and eating them, Han Zhaozhao hurried out of the space.

I ran to the backyard to feed the chickens and collect the eggs. This spring, the two hens started to lay eggs, and the family had 25 more chicks.

As the weather gets warmer, the chicks are growing rapidly and are now bigger than a fist.

Now her family has a total of 38 chickens of all sizes, eight of which lay eggs diligently every day. Han Zhaozhao decided to kill an old hen to eat in the evening.

Who says it is the laziest? It neither sits in the nest nor lays eggs. But it is very good at snatching food, like a bandit. It doesn't wait for the owner to pour out the food, and it eats and scratches the food, making it all over the floor.

Not only does he eat, but he also wastes it. He has no awareness of facing a year of disaster. This old man must be removed to make room for the chicks.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Zhaozhao went to the scrap collection station to pick up Wu Ni.

"I thought you weren't coming?" The old lady was taking Wu Ni to sort out the waste pile.

After not coming here for a while, Han Zhaozhao found that Old Man Yang had become bad. Her grandmother had only been away from work for a few days, so why were there piles of waste everywhere in the yard?

Not only are the things piled up randomly, but they are also not sorted. Fortunately, it didn't rain this spring, otherwise, how many things would have been wasted?

"Old man, you have to thank God, otherwise you will definitely be criticized by your leaders if it rains."

Old Man Yang said with a sullen face, "I don't want to do this either, but there's nothing I can do. Without your grandma here, I can't do it alone."

Han Zhaozhao didn't want to talk to him anymore. Who should he blame for not being able to do it? He couldn't blame my grandma, could he?

Since the company allows employees to take leave, the work during the leave definitely has nothing to do with her.

Shouldn't the person on duty be responsible for whether the work is done well or not? If you can't do it anymore, you should retire and someone else should be replaced. Why are you saving the work for my grandma?

Han Zhaozhao was a little angry and took Wu Ni away.

People just can't get used to it. If you treat him well, he thinks he should. They are both regular workers, and two people are paid. Why should one person do more and the other not? That doesn't make sense!

It’s a pity that the steamed bread, pickles and sweet potatoes Han Zhaozhao prepared for her grandma are really wasted. She might as well throw them away and feed them to the dogs!

It seems that I have to tell her when her grandma comes home at night that I can’t be as honest with Old Man Yang as before.

After returning home to get some clean clothes and toiletries, Han Zhaozhao took Wu Ni straight to the bathhouse.

It was not Sunday, so there were not many people bathing in the bathhouse. There were only two or three people, all of them young wives.

Wu Ni was like a little quail, following behind her with very little sense of presence.

Fortunately, she was very obedient and did whatever she was told to do, letting Han Zhaozhao control her.

When I entered the bathhouse, I saw everyone was naked. Most of them were as thin as chickens. They were not good-looking at all.

Take off your clothes, wash your hair, take a bath, and finally rub yourself in the mud.

Of course, Han Zhaozhao was the one who kneaded the mud in the end. Wu Ni's skin was so dirty that I thought it was her natural skin color. After rubbing off three layers of ash, her true color came out and I realized that this child is not black at all.

He cleaned it up like cleaning fish in the kitchen, rubbing off the mud in strips, enough to fill a bowl.

"Wuni, how long have you not showered? How come you are so dirty? Look at your body, which is so chapped. You will lose two pounds after scrubbing it."

Wu Ni closed her eyes tightly, her whole body was red like a cooked shrimp, and she let her cousin clean her deeply.

"Can not remember."

"I don't remember how long it was? Have you never taken a bath?"

Wu Ni also felt embarrassed, and buried her face in the case, "Yeah!"

The child was embarrassed, and Han Zhaozhao was silent. Don't say anything, just rub your head!

I rubbed the soap three times, from head to toe, front and back, left and right. I almost rubbed off a layer of skin.

The other women in the bathhouse were all dumbfounded. "Is this a bath or a rub? Doesn't it hurt to rub like this?"