The fragrance of medicine fills the countryside in 1990

Chapter 153: The First Harvest of Yaoxiang Farm, the Gift of the Duke's Mansion, the Donghai Pen Book
The summer morning light falls quietly like golden threads, and the Medicinal Fragrance Farm seems like an awakened giant, beginning to show its unique charm.

At the horizon, the first ray of sunlight shines through the mist, gently caressing the fertile land.

The breeze blows gently, bringing a faint scent of earth and herbs, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

At this moment, the first harvest of Yaoxiang Farm is like a colorful oil painting, slowly spreading out between heaven and earth.

The emerald green rice fields sparkle in the morning light, like green gems of the earth.

The golden wheat waves rise and fall with the wind, making rustling sounds, as if telling the joy of the harvest.

In the orchard, all kinds of fruits hang on the branches, red, yellow, purple... colorful, like a dream orchard.

The farm workers could no longer contain their excitement; they were wearing uniform work clothes, holding sickles and baskets, their faces filled with anticipation and excitement.

They couldn't wait to start a new day's work.

Outside the farm filled with the fragrance of medicine, Jiangnan University holds a unique "Harvest Experience Week" on campus every year at this time of year, leading students out of the ocean of books to feel the generous gifts of nature and the sweet fruits of their labor.

During this year's Harvest Experience Week, the school carefully selected Yaoxiang Farm as a holy place for students to practice.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines, groups of energetic students dressed in neat school uniforms, riding on the school bus, fly towards the golden ocean like a group of happy birds.

Among them, there are knowledge seekers from the Department of Biology, who explore the mysteries of the growth of various medicinal herbs with curious and focused eyes;
Some are students from the art department, using their brushes to sketch out this rare beauty stroke by stroke;

Others are members of the literary club, who are silently weaving hymns to this fertile land in their hearts.

Su Chenjin came to Yaoxiang Farm this time with a special mission - to collect precious medicinal samples to inject new vitality into her research project.

She walked tenaciously on the ridges of the Yaoxiang Farm, each step she took was so firm and powerful. On this land, she seemed to have found the key to the palace of knowledge.

The Chinese medicinal herbs in Yaoxiang Farm are as bright as stars.

In this fertile and mysterious land, the fiery red fruits of wolfberry are dancing like blazing flames. They grow vigorously and almost burn the passion of the entire land.

These fruits are like gems tempered by fire, inlaid among the emerald green leaves. They hold their heads high, proudly showing off their mature and gorgeous figures.

Whenever the sun shines through the clouds, the bright red fruits seem to be lit up, shining with an alluring luster. They seem to be whispering, telling the unique story of this land, which moves people.

Su Chenjin picked a dozen large wolfberries and sealed them in a specimen bag. She wiped the sweat off her face and lowered her head to drink a sip of water.

Su Chenjin looked at the farm from afar and continued walking forward.

Next to the wolfberries, chrysanthemums bloom poetically.

Their petals are as white as snow, fresh and elegant, as if they are the purest gift from nature.

The faint fragrance drifts in the wind, making people feel relaxed and happy.

These chrysanthemums are like masterpieces sketched by nature's painter with the most delicate brushstrokes. Each petal is full of vitality and vigor. They sway in the wind like graceful dancers, dancing a moving dance in the breeze, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

The project requirement that Tang Bin gave to Su Chenjin was to draw three chrysanthemums, and they had to be chrysanthemums in different flowering periods. This was not just a task, but also a test of her professional skills and patience.

Su Chenjin gently opened the yellowed notebook, which was a record of her years of collection experience. She carefully read Tang Bin's requirements, completing this seemingly simple yet extremely delicate task in her mind.

Under the scorching sun, sweat slid down Su Chenjin's forehead like beads that had broken off the string, soaking the paper of his notebook.

She frowned slightly and took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner restlessness.

Then she lowered her head, gently wiped the sweat with her sleeve, and continued to concentrate on the work in her hands.

She knew that every collection was related to the success or failure of the project.

She must keep a clear mind and sharp insight to find the three unique and precious chrysanthemums in the sea of ​​flowers.

Her fingers slid gently across the notebook, recording every important information, and her eyes shuttled through the colorful flowers, looking for that unique color.

Scutellaria baicalensis is Su Chenjin's next target.

In this magical land, the rhizomes of Scutellaria baicalensis are thick and powerful, like giant dragons lurking in the soil, quietly guarding the secrets of this land.

Whenever someone carefully digs out these rhizomes, they will emit a faint fragrance, which is the fragrance of nature and the unique scent of Scutellaria baicalensis.

Su Chenjin was deeply attracted by the fragrance.

In another quiet corner, grains of coix seeds also lie quietly in the soil.

They are plump and round, as crystal clear as pearls, exuding a faint luster.

These Job's tears are gifts from nature. They are not only delicious ingredients, but also an important part of traditional Chinese medicine culture, carrying rich historical and cultural connotations.

After finishing the picking work, Su Chenjin walked towards the quiet lotus pond.

The emerald green lotus leaves also show their elegant posture on this land.

Their leaves are as green as jade, swaying gently on the water, like graceful dancers, showing their graceful figures in the breeze.

Whenever the sun shines, the water droplets on the lotus leaves will sparkle, as if pearls inlaid between the green leaves, emitting charming brilliance.

The world of lotus leaves seems like another world. They complement the water surface, forming a beautiful picture that makes people feel the beauty and magic of nature.

In this endless world of herbs, Su Chenjin is like a light firefly, shuttling among the green leaves and colorful flowers.

Her fingers slid gently over the herbs that contained endless mysteries like a spring breeze. Every touch seemed to whisper to the soul deep in nature.

The sunlight was like golden sand, gently falling on her face, giving her beautiful face a warm glow.

Her eyes sparkled with the joy of harvest, which was a kind of awe for nature, longing for the future, and love for life.

Just as Su Chenjin was immersed in the ocean of thoughts, a burst of quick and urgent footsteps sounded, quietly breaking the moment of tranquility.

She raised her head slightly, and saw Kang Duanchenxiang walking towards her with a warm smile, like a spring breeze.

"Xiaojin, I noticed that the work of picking herbs is quite heavy. Let me share some of the work with you so that we can complete the task together." Her words were full of concern and thoughtfulness, which made Su Chenjin's heart surge with warmth. In Su Chenjin's eyes, there was a brief but bright flash, like a shooting star across the night sky.

She curled up the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a warm smile, and nodded gently, "Student Chenxiang, it's great that you can come. With your help, we will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

The two stood side by side, as if they were already familiar with each other's steps and coordinated perfectly.

At this time, Kang Duanchenxiang's gaze drifted into the distance, as if being drawn by some thoughts: "The child I saw on the farm yesterday, could it be your nephew Xiao Tianyi?"

Hearing this, Su Chenjin smiled softly at Kang Duanchenxiang and nodded, "It's him. He also insisted on coming with me today, so I brought him here."

With the tacit cooperation of Su Chenjin and Kang Duanchenxiang, the samples in the herb field were picked quickly and orderly as if they were caressed by magic.

They sat side by side on the edge of the field. The world around them seemed to have stopped, leaving only the two of them and the quiet field.

However, this tranquility did not last long, as a petite figure, like tender grass in the spring breeze, slowly walked towards them.

That was little Tianyi. He was holding a small basket of fresh herbs in his hand. Although his steps were immature, each step was firm and steady.

Around his neck hung an antique ornament - a Donghai pen and book. It swayed gently in the sun, emitting a warm and ancient luster.

Su Chenjin's attention was instantly attracted, and she walked forward lightly with tenderness and kindness on her face.

She gently held little Tianyi in her arms, her fingers gently brushed over the Donghai pen and book, then carefully took it off and put it back into little Tianyi's schoolbag.

Her eyes were full of love and care for little Tianyi, and it seemed that the whole world melted in her gentle gaze.

Little Tianyi snuggled in Su Chenjin's arms with an innocent smile on his face.

He looked up at Su Chenjin, her figure reflected in his clear eyes, a look of deep trust and dependence.

Kang Duanchenxiang saw all the interactions between Su Chenjin and Xiao Tianyi. She stood up and walked towards them.

"Little Tianyi, little Xiaojin, you have worked hard. I specially prepared some cool drinking water, hoping it can bring you some coolness."

Tianyi blinked his bright eyes and nodded at Kang Duanchenxiang, with an innocent smile on his young face.

Little Tianyi shook the kettle in his hand, and the sound was crisp and pleasant, "Tianyi brought water, aunt, Tianyi invites you to drink water! And thank you sister, you're welcome."

Su Chenjin smiled slightly, hugged Xiao Tianyi tightly, and the two of them slowly walked towards the farm's lounge.

Kang Duanchenxiang was slightly startled when she saw this, then she followed with a smile.

On a bright afternoon, the sunlight is like golden silk, gently brushing every corner of the farm.

Su Chenjin lay alone on a soft grass surrounded by green and closed her bright eyes.

Her body was surrounded by green grass, like a quiet island, isolated from the world.

The sunlight shone through the lush leaves above her head, casting mottled shadows on her body. The spots of light danced like a group of naughty elves, bringing her a touch of warmth.

Her long hair fluttered gently in the wind, as if dancing with the wind.

Gradually, Su Chenjin's breathing became even and deep, and she fell into a deep sleep.

As the dream deepened, she seemed to be drawn by a mysterious force, traveling through the tunnel of time and space and arriving in the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago.

It was a picturesque time and space, prosperous and full of legends, like a flowing scroll, slowly unfolding before her eyes.

The Duke's Mansion, this majestic building, stands on this ancient land like a guardian of time.

It exudes royal dignity and glory. The gate is tall and solemn, engraved with intricate and delicate patterns. Every stroke and every line tells of the craftsman's hard work and wisdom.

The sunlight shines obliquely on it, giving the ancient building a layer of golden glow, adding a touch of mystery and solemnity.

As you step into the mansion, a magnificent atmosphere hits you.

The corridors are winding and the eaves are high, and every place looks majestic, like a shining pearl inlaid in the bustling city, shining brightly.

The disciples were dressed in gorgeous clothes, their faces filled with pride and joy. They had been bathed in the grace of the Tang King since childhood, enjoying supreme glory and honor.

Whenever they strolled through the mansion, their gorgeous dresses fluttered in the wind, like blooming flowers, swaying gently in the breeze, attracting attention.

And deep in the Duke's Mansion, an ancient and elegant study stood quietly.

There are exquisite patterns carved on the window frames of the study. The sunlight shines through the windows, casting mottled shadows on the desk.

The direct descendants gathered together, dressed in gorgeous clothes, sitting in front of the desks, concentrating on writing with brushes.

The Donghai brush in his hand sparkled with crystal light, and the tip of the pen danced on the paper like a flying dragon or snake, outlining one exquisite calligraphy and painting work after another.

Su Chenjin also became one of them in her dream. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and stood shoulder to shoulder with these outstanding young men.

She feels the honor and dignity, as well as the responsibility and commitment.

She seemed to see herself in this glorious dynasty, writing with those outstanding young men in the study, and together they were writing their own legendary stories.

This dream world is so real and vivid that Su Chenjin feels as if he is there.

In her dream, she is not only a spectator, but also a participant. She is closely connected with this era, and together they write magnificent chapters.

This dream made her feel endless passion and enthusiasm, and also made her cherish the time and opportunities in front of her even more.

Su Chenjin's brows relaxed and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was enjoying the endless fun brought by this legendary era.

Her heartbeat was synchronized with the rhythm in her dreams, as if she had become one with that world.

At this moment, she has completely forgotten all the troubles and sorrows in reality.

Her thoughts traveled through time and space, as if she had turned into a free-flying bird, soaring and exploring to her heart's content in that legendary world.