Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 152
"Here, drink some, it's too hot!"

"Okay!" Cheng Huan was not polite, and drank the water as soon as he brought it. The two of them drank the cold water, and both felt that the heat had dissipated a lot.

"Let's go!" Furong put down the bowl and said to go, Cheng Huan had no choice but to put down the bowl. At the same time, Furong had already prepared the basket and carried it on her back.

　 Cheng Huan looked at the room, where Furong's mother was lying quietly on the kang, her eyes slowly turned back to look at Furong's thin face.

　 Zhang Bo's family used to live in the town and opened a small medical clinic. Zhang Bo is good at medicine and easy-going. Many people like to come to him to see a doctor and buy medicine. Even when Zhang Bo's family was away, they set fire to the medical hall.

But no one thought that Zhang Bo's wife Ouyang did not go out with her. The fire burned Ouyang and made her legs disabled. Now she can only rely on crutches to walk, but this is just walking around in the yard. That's all.

The little Furong took on the important task of taking care of the family. Later, Zhang Bo took the whole family back to his hometown in the town and became the only doctor in the village.

Furong's son inherits his father's career and is equally enthusiastic about medical skills. This gives the disheartened Zhang Bo new motivation to treat diseases and save lives. From that day on, he has carefully taught his daughter medical skills. Not only can you know countless herbs, but you can even cure some simple common diseases at your fingertips.

However, relying on the father and daughter to practice medicine in the big fart village, there is only enough food and clothing, and the life of the three is very difficult.

The two soon came to the foot of the mountain. They went to the river to wash their faces, and then went up the mountain after feeling comfortable.

The small river meandered all the way down from the mountain, and the two of them walked up the mountain along the direction of the river. In addition to the aroma of soil, there was also a faint smell of green grass in the air. After walking not far, Furong stopped.

She pointed to a grass next to her and said, "Here, this is knotweed!"

"Ah, this is the knotweed? I said why does it look familiar to me? Isn't this sour stick!" Cheng Huan suddenly realized that it was this thing. She saw it at her grandmother's house when she was very young, but it was not called knotweed. It is called a sour stick. When you are thirsty and have no water to drink, you will pull out one to eat and quench your thirst.

"Sour pole?!" Fu Rong looked at Cheng Huan in confusion, having never heard of this name before, and Cheng Huan quickly explained: "Oh, this is the name I named her."

Speaking of which, Cheng Huan pulled one out from the ground, and looked at the beautiful patterns, but she had a little understanding of the name of the knotweed. Maybe it was because of these patterns that it was called the knotweed, but she didn't know about it.

Without thinking too much, he handed the knotweed stick to Furong, Cheng Huan pulled out another one, peeled off the outer skin and put it in his mouth, it was sour and delicious.

Fu Rong hadn't eaten it before, and immediately stopped Cheng Huan after seeing it: "Hey, what are you doing!"

"Eat!" Cheng Huan said as it should, and then put it into his mouth and took another bite. Seeing that Furong didn't move, he smiled and said, "Didn't you say to ask for heat to detoxify? What are you afraid of? At most, you don't like the taste!"

Furong thought about it and still didn't move, but seeing Cheng Huan eating happily, and thinking about what Cheng Huan said, she also moved her mind and put it in her mouth carefully.

"very sour!"

"Is it that sour!" Cheng Huan took another bite, it was delicious.

Furong thought for a while, took another bite, and then said with a smile: "It doesn't seem so sour, and the taste is not bad!"

(End of this chapter)