Spring comes to the desperate place

Song Chunlin didn't expect that they actually rescued a person. It seemed that he was a teenager of the same age as his brother. The boy's gorgeous clothes were already tattered, and there were wounds of varying degrees on his face and body. Song Chunlin quickly scanned him with his supernatural power and found that the man had very serious internal injuries. Three ribs were broken, the bones of his left hand and left calf were broken, and his right foot had a slight fracture. From this point of view, the long knife wound on the side of his waist was considered very minor.

Grandpa Song came over to take a look, and frowned after seeing the knife wound.

"The clothes this child is wearing look like those of a wealthy family, and he has knife wounds on his body. Could it be that he was being chased by someone and fled here?" Grandpa Song expressed his concerns. It has to be said that the old ones are still the most experienced, as he guessed the truth at a glance.

"Old man, besides the knife wound, take a look at this." Song A'mo gently pulled open the boy's collar, revealing a totem embroidered with the same color thread inside.

Grandpa Song opened his eyes wide: "Isn't this the totem on Xiaoer's letter?"

Song A-Mo nodded: "I found this just now when I moved him. Old man, do you think he knows the whereabouts of Xiao Er?"

Grandpa Song waved to Song Chunlin to come over without much thought.

"Chunlin, can you save this child?" Grandpa Song asked nervously. The boy was more seriously injured than Song Dazhuang. He was breathing out more than inhaling.

Song Chunlin didn't know who the waiter they were talking about was, but from the tone of the two elders, they knew that if they wanted to find the waiter, they had to save the boy. However, the boy was really badly injured, and he didn't know if the spiritual spring water could save him. But he still tried his best and gave the boy half a bowl of spiritual spring water, which was almost the amount that Grandpa Song and the others should have three times.

Song Qin was cooking, while Song A-mo was responsible for treating the boy's wounds.

Gu Fengyue crawled a long way, his clothes were torn, and his wounds were full of sand. Song A-mo carefully cleaned him, disinfected him and applied medicine. Gu Fengyue did not wake up during the whole process, except for frowning occasionally because of the pain. When the moon was above the treetops, Gu Fengyue began to have a high fever. Song Chunlin pried open his mouth and fed him medicine, and was busy until the second half of the night before his condition stabilized.

The next morning, Song Chunlin went to check Gu Fengyue's breath and was relieved to confirm that he was still alive. However, due to excessive blood loss, his face was terribly pale. Song Chunlin thought about it, took out the blood-replenishing oral liquid, broke it open and poured it into his mouth. After pouring it, he did not forget to feed him a few sips of warm water to help him swallow it.

"Chunlin, what's wrong with the child? Can he wake up? I made some rice soup for him. Can he drink it?"

Song Chunlin answered one by one: "The condition is stable. He won't wake up today. Please put it somewhere and feed him later."

Song Qin put the bowl aside, and the family sat around it, each with a bowl of white porridge and the buns from Song Chunlin's space, eating with relish.

"Meat is still delicious. This stuff called buns is so fragrant." Song Dazhuang nodded while eating. God knows how much he craved for this piece of meat yesterday. He was awakened by the smell of braised pork yesterday, but he couldn't eat it. Today he can finally eat meat, and he must eat enough.

Song Chunlin handed over another meat bun with a smile: "Dad, why are you eating so quickly? No one is trying to snatch it from you."

Grandpa Song and Aunt Song felt really sorry to see their son devouring the food so quickly that they simply decided to ignore it and continued eating happily.

After the family had breakfast, those who needed to take medicine took medicine, and those who needed to rest rested.

After using spiritual spring water and modern medicines, Song Dazhuang's wounds have healed a lot, and Grandpa Song no longer feels pain in his shoulders, but he still can't raise his hand. Song Chunlin checked and found that Grandpa Song's bones healed slowly due to his old age, but overall he is fine and just needs to rest well.

Although Song Dazhuang's wound was almost healed, the lost blood would take time to recover, so he drank a blood-replenishing oral liquid after the meal. Song Chunlin even planned to make some Siwu Soup for Song Dazhuang, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it, as he was afraid that Song Dazhuang would find out the truth and beat him up.

In the end, Song Chunlin took some medicinal herbs for replenishing qi and blood, as well as a slaughtered black chicken, and asked Song Qinshi to stew some chicken soup.

At lunch time, the aroma of chicken soup wafted around, and the aroma could probably be smelled within a hundred meters. At this time, the Song family members were very grateful that they were in the mountains, where there was no village or shop nearby, so they were not afraid of being smelled.

After leaving the main force, the quality of the Song family's meals improved at the speed of a rocket. They were eating coarse food the day before, but today they were drinking chicken soup. There was a full casserole of chicken soup on the dining table, which looked delicious with its greasy texture. In addition to chicken soup, there were also vegetables picked from Song Chunlin's space. Song Qinshi made scrambled eggs with tomatoes for the first time under the guidance of Song Chunlin. The only takeaway was braised fish, and the fruit after the meal was a new product in the space, cream strawberries.

Song Xiaobao saw the big red strawberries at first glance. Maybe children prefer bright colors, so Song Chunlin picked the biggest and reddest one for him.

Song Xiaobao was so happy that his mouth was drooling as he held the strawberries. He didn't even need any instruction from adults as he could put the strawberries into his mouth.

The strawberries produced in the space are big and sweet, with a strong strawberry aroma. Song Chunlin couldn't help but eat a lot of them just now. He was not hungry at the moment, so he just held the bowl of soup and drank it slowly.

After finishing a sumptuous lunch, the family sat together. Song Chunlin took out tea leaves and tea sets, as well as fruits and melon seeds, and started an after-meal tea party.

Song Qin held Song Xiaobao, who was drowsy after eating and drinking, and said, "Chunlin, this strawberry of yours is really delicious. Do you have seeds? If we settle down in the future, we must plant some."

Grandma Song also agreed: "That's great. Tell me how to grow it. If it succeeds, we can sell it in the city. It's such a rare thing, it should be able to sell for a good price."

So everyone discussed what to plant in the future. Strawberries would definitely be planted, and also sweet potatoes, which they called lumps of earth. Only now did they realize that the sweet potato field they had dug up was all grown by Song Chunlin using the spatial spiritual power. And according to Song Chunlin, the sweet potatoes were drought-resistant and not picky about the soil, and they were particularly high-yielding. Both the vines and rhizomes could be eaten, and the uneaten vines could be used to feed livestock.

"Corn can also be used to feed livestock. Ah, this is it." Song Chunlin flipped his hands and saw fresh fruit corn.

"This is fruit corn, there are also sticky corn, sweet corn, black corn, and another kind of corn that is very unpalatable. That kind is specially used to feed livestock. Not only corn can be fed to livestock, but corn stalks can also be used to feed livestock. At that time, most feed was made from corn. Corn can also be used to extract oil. It can be said that it is full of treasures."