Chapter 16 Chapter Fifteen

On that snowy night, Xigou was also inexplicably excited.He finally waited for the opportunity, a chance to cut Shui Laoer's acupuncture point with his own hands. People don't live for a hundred years, and grass doesn't die for a hundred years. Qingshiling is hidden in a piece of dark green. The strong medicinal fragrance and miscellaneous smells in the air make Qingshiling intoxicating. In a blink of an eye, the pharmacist was over fifty when he picked up food.On the 15th day, I followed my fifth child and set foot on the big grassy beach. This day, I lost it for nearly forty years in a blink of an eye.Forty years, the ground is gone.

OK. Standing on the top of the ridge, looking at the green at this glance, Shiliang's heart was tumbling, and his face covered with gullies prematurely was full of clouds of time.The rich peasant hat on his head has just been removed, and the county has restored his status as a pharmacist.Think about it, what a dream. Who would have imagined that he was designated as a rich peasant back then. If Kong Jiexi hadn't been running around, he would have almost been designated as a landlord just like Shui Erye.He didn't care about whether the peasants were rich or not, thinking that it was just a title and nothing important.Hehehe, I found out later that this matter was so serious that I almost tormented him to death.

It's all right now, the county said that everything is over, let him cheer up and plant his medicine well. Is it really over? Dinner is still stir-fried steamed buns. The master chef at Qingshiling Pharmacy likes to make stir-fried vegetable steamed buns the most, but the steamed buns he steamed are really not good, compared with Yingying's steamed buns, they are far worse.But Shiliang never dared to say.A subject under government control has no right to give advice to others. Besides, it's just a steamed bun. Let Yingying steam it for him at home. Picking up food and holding the bowl, find a secluded place to squat down.There are now more than 30 employees in the Qingshiling Pharmacy, plus the temporarily hired herb growers, there are more than 50 people eating on the stove.Shiliang doesn't like crowds, he would rather hold a bowl alone and think about things while eating.Someone came over to say hello to him and asked him, "What are you doing in the dark today? Do you want to go back to Xigou again?" Shiliang thought for a while and said, "I won't go back."

Most of the time, he went back to Xigou to sleep.Although he is a subject of control, he still has the right to go home. Moreover, now that there is a road on the grassy beach, it is easy to go home by bicycle.Of course, the biggest motivation to go back to Xigou is Sun Tzu. Shiliang has a grandson, but this time he didn't pick it up, it was his son Peng and his wife Guoguo.Guoguo was really capable of giving birth, and she gave birth to four in a row.Including Yueyue's and Xiao Wuzi's two, Shiliang has a total of seven grandchildren. Seven.Shui Yingying stood on her feet all day long, fighting with her grandchildren, which made Xigou's house full of steam and happiness.Not long ago, Yueyue gave birth to another baby, who was also a big fat boy. Now, Shui Yingying became more and more busy, running back and forth from east to west, making her life really smooth.

However, he was also afraid of going back to Xigou to collect food. Gougou has never been married in her whole life, and this woman with a more stubborn personality than Shui Yingying has really delayed her life just because of him. Thinking about this, Shiliang felt uncomfortable.He owed her all his life, and he couldn't repay it, he couldn't repay it—— When the stars were all over the mountains, I came to Erdao Xianzi to collect food.The grave is quiet, far quieter than the courtyard. Ever since the water family compound was turned into a farm, there was very little quietness, and the movement and the turmoil were endless.When he couldn't get back to Xigou to pick up food, he ran up to the grave. He liked the quiet smell, and he liked the openness of the grass and the bed that day. It's only safe to sleep here. They are all his relatives. Worrying about being dragged out to criticize suddenly in the middle of the night.Two new graves were added to the cemetery beach. They are not new tombs, they have been established for some years, but Shiliang feels that it seems to be just a matter of yesterday.

Shui Erye died in the year when the land reform started, and that year was a good year. If it wasn't for the land reform, Qingshiling would have grown a good medicine.It's a pity that the movement started at the beginning of the year, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, and it has been noisy for three full years.Picking up grain, because he bought cattle and horses, and opened up wasteland in Xigou, he was strangely labeled as a rich peasant.On the contrary, the big family surnamed Su in Donggou sold out everything before the movement, and only settled for lower-middle peasants.It's really hard to say, but Shiliang still admits it.

That year was very exciting for Second Master Shui.When the movement started at the beginning of the year, Kong Jiexi resolutely disagreed with making him a landlord, not even a rich peasant.Kong Jiexi produced a lot of evidence to prove that Shui Erye had made outstanding contributions to the cause of liberation.But where the policy is put, no one has the right to exercise beyond the policy.Second Master Shui didn't appreciate it, he quarreled with Kong Jiexi and even threatened to kill Kong Jiexi.It was only later that Kong Jiexi realized that Second Master Shui wanted to be a landlord, not even a rich peasant.It's really puzzling, Kong Jiexi has been contradicting again and again, but he finally fulfilled him.As a result, on the night when he was designated as the landlord, he drank most of the bottle of soju in agitation and burned to death.

At the end of his life, he left a sentence: "What do you want to earn in your life, don't you just earn a title?" Fame! Siliang sitting on the graveyard suddenly laughed, he was laughing at Second Master Shui, if you live till now, give it a try!No matter what, Second Master Shui, a rancher of the first generation, left with dignity.When Donggou went down the Zhongnonglai Road and picked up the iron shovel and walked towards Erdaoxianzi, another incident occurred in the Qingshiling Shuijia compound.Several neighbors who called for help dug up a lot of silver under the cow trough when they were digging the pots and stoves for the funeral.It's lively now. On the snowy night when the food was collected and knelt under the spirit, there was a silver-digging battle in the Shuijia compound. People seemed to have forgotten what they were doing in the Shuijia compound, and they all carried shovels. Dig anywhere.Second Master Shui really didn't treat everyone who carried the shovel badly. Wherever everyone suspected, things like white and bright snowflakes were dug out.Under the manger, in the sheepfold, in the partition wall of a small house where debris is piled up, even under a certain tree in the yard, etc. "It's a loss, it's a big loss!" Someone yelled, "After hiding so much money, he was appointed a landlord, and he should be a bully!"

With a bang, the teapot on the stove suddenly exploded, scaring everyone in the courtyard into silence. On that snowy night, Xigou was also inexplicably excited.He finally waited for the opportunity, a chance to cut Shui Laoer's acupuncture point with his own hands. How rare is this opportunity for an acupoint cutter.The reason is even worrying that he will not be able to wait for this day. Shui's second son is really fateful, he is too big, how many people he has fought, two in-laws who have been fighting with him for a lifetime, have fought against him inside and out All the people, even the cold doctor who was much younger than him, let him fight away.For the rest, I am afraid that there is only a way left.Unexpectedly, his life was greater than his.

Standing in the cemetery, the shovel in Lai Lu's hand was so excited that it couldn't fall to the ground.Snowflakes are flying, this is not a snowflake, it is simply his heart blooming in full bloom.Shui Er Er, you are finally dead, you bull, no, you male wolf, you finally have the time to lie down after working hard.You lie down, ah, I will cut the acupuncture points for you, and I will cut the acupuncture points for you well.Thinking about it, the shovel danced, the ground in early winter had just frozen the grass roots, and it was a good time to shovel.The snowflakes hit the face, the wind blew on the body, and people didn't sweat at all. It's easy to cut this point, really easy.Without much effort, the general direction of the acupoint was established. At first glance, this acupoint was cut really squarely, and it happened to be the best position in a grave.It is backed by the distant Maya Snow Mountain, and in front is the endlessly surging Sister River.But the source is clear, this point is a fatal point.When he hit the first shovel, he hit the nail on the head.The so-called death hole means that the first shovel must be placed on the heart of the deceased. Ordinary people can only judge the general direction, and cannot accurately stab the shovel into the heart of the dead.Come on!The acupoint cutter Lailu has practiced all his life, and this is the ultimate kung fu, otherwise, why do people want to kowtow to him over and over again?The first question is to ask him, to trouble him.The second and third ones are to beg him, to beg his subordinates to be merciful, and not to tamper with the acupoints.

It's fake if you don't move! Knocking your head to death is also idle! When I care about your size?Although I come from a poor background, I have confiscated the head of any family in this ditch. No matter how powerful you are, no matter how much money you have, your family is not dead?You can't kowtow to me even if you're dead?If I don't use hands and feet in anyone's house, what should I do if I have a long way to go?Hey, I tell you to underestimate me, I tell you to treat me as a wrong person.I can't beat you, but I can't beat the hole?Fighting on the acupoint is the real fight, fighting with living people is a fight for a while, and fighting to death for a lifetime.Fighting on the acupoint is fighting forever, so that you will never have peace.Maybe they will cut off their children and grandchildren! This first shovel fell on Shui Lao Er's heart.The second shovel, he suddenly jumped to the front again, aiming at Shui Lao Er's head and chopping off.The third shovel, the third shovel is terrible, I hesitated when I came from it, should I chop it off?With this beheading, the Shui family will be finished for generations, and there will be no more dramas.But after hesitating for a moment, he still gritted his teeth and chopped down with all his might! The position of the third shovel cut is exactly the place where Shui's second son will sleep in the future. I tell you to marry hastily into the grave, I tell you to treat my son as a human being!You are a dead ghost, you can't continue the incense! If these three shovels go down, even if the ground veins of Erdao Xianzi's tomb are exhausted, no matter how good the tomb is, with these three shovels, even the emperor and Lao Tzu will be exhausted. But these three shovels, like three steel needles, firmly stuck in the heart of the person who cut the hole.Generally speaking, two shovels are no more ruthless than two shovels, two shovels hurt others, and three shovels hurt oneself.Going down three times means throwing yourself out.It can be seen how much enmity Xigoulailu has with Qingshilingshui's second child! How much enmity is there? I don't know the reason, and I can't figure it out. Anyway, there is enmity.Which poor man has no enmity with the rich?Which sufferer has no enmity with his boss?What's more, it's never that simple to follow Shui's second child. After beheading the three shovels, Lai Lu raised his head to look at the sky. This is the habit of cave-cutters. Whenever they move their hands and feet on the grave, they have to look up at the sky.Fortunately, Tian didn't respond, which proved that he was right.Get it right and continue.The way he came back threw off his arms, and he slashed like a tiger.Going down, there is no need to use hands and feet. He will try his best to make the work as detailed as possible, and make it thicker. He is also his own in-laws, so it can't be justified if it is not thick.relatives by marriage?When I thought about my in-laws, I laughed again. What kind of in-laws am I? At best, it's a dog in Qingshiling, and dogs are worse.However, this dog is not a dog lying down, anyway, I have also tossed about some things in your yard. The more he came, the more excited he became, until he was so excited that he lay down in the hole and burst into tears. Shui Er Er, you Shui Er Er that people want to make people hate—— The snow continued to fall, and there was a lot of snow. At some point, Shiliang fell asleep.I'm old, I can't compare to before, I fell asleep thinking about it.He used to sit on the grave overnight without being sleepy at all, but now, as soon as he sits down, he will be overwhelmed by drowsiness in a short time. He turned over and rubbed his eyes, the moon was very bright, and the moon illuminated Erdao Xianzi very brightly.Light is good, light is hope, light is the future.When there is light in the night, the day will come. When people have light in their hearts, no matter how dark the day is, it will still be a day, and it will be over in the end. Shiliang stood up and walked to another grave, not the grave of his younger sister Shicao. He had kneeled enough and cried enough in front of his sister Shicao's grave, and he didn't need to kneel or cry anymore. The one buried in this new grave is Mrs. Wu.No, there is another soul, Uncle Xicai. Aunt Wu got up and left the day after she buried Second Master Shui.She was really impatient and scared, if Second Master Shui didn't die, she would have the heart to strangle him to death. How can a person live so long?How can one person delay another for so long? If Second Master Shui is not dead, she will not be able to walk towards Qilian Mountain.I can't move, women don't just walk wherever they want, let alone run with whomever they like.This point, I am afraid that no one can understand, including the people waiting for her at Qilian Mountain. To put it bluntly, a woman is a pot, and whoever puts it on the top of the pot belongs to that family.If this pot is taken away, the family will have nothing to eat. The only thing a woman can't do in her life is starve to death because of her husband and the west, even if there are a thousand in the east and a thousand in the west are not good.After all, God put you in the west house first. Well, don't worry now, he's dead, I can always go after death, right?So, those who eat and sleep in the open, regardless of day and night, go.He broke his feet and dimmed the starlight, and Qilian Mountain suddenly came before him.At that moment, Mrs. Wu's eyes were not just tears, but blood, something thicker than blood. The man stood in blood.That blood was planted by a kind of medicine, and that blood was expected by her.That blood was also drawn by others.The world is so big, why can't you avoid the word "Dou" wherever you go? Fortunately, she arrived in time. If she was a few days late, she might not even have the chance to see blood. She buried Pharmacist Liu with her own hands. Aunt Wu, who never dared to go to the cemetery all her life, actually trekked all over the world, just to cut a hole for someone, to bury a heart with the soil in her hands . No, what was buried was only the man's body and heart, which she carried all the way to Xigou.In the lonely yard of the second aunt at the foot of Xigoupo, she guarded this heart for another five years, and finally brought it to Erdaoxianzi. ... The wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing the past, and it is all over the mountains and fields.Shiliang kowtowed to Uncle Xicai again, and walked to the Qingshiling Ranch step by step. medicine. A medicine that can't be seen at a glance.It covers Qingshiling and Xigou. Who would have imagined that Kong Jiexi's original plan could really connect Qingshiling with Xigou, and could really turn Qingshiling into a nationally famous Chinese herbal medicine base. Can't think of it. Unexpectedly, there are people who take this kind of medicine, and there are layers of relationships that are constantly arguing and chaotic. When Gu Jiuer, the county magistrate, came to Xigou, he was catching up with the dog and Niu Niu was trying to get a wife.The fifty-year-old dog still looks so energetic and colorful, and the ups and downs of the years seem to have left no scars on her face, let alone any clouds in her heart.If you hadn't tripped your grandson under your feet, you would never have thought that she was fifty.People are different from people. Gu Jiu'er, the county magistrate, is aging fast, and at first glance, she looks like the dog's father, but unfortunately the dog doesn't remember his father. "I'm old, I'll be old in a flash." The county magistrate Gu Jiu'er sighed. "Old man, I think you can live another thirty or fifty years with your strength." The dog said while sewing the quilt. Gu Jiu'er smiled, he also married a wife a month ago, Yu Rong is learning to be a mother-in-law now, so she didn't come with him. "Is everything done over there?" Gu Jiuer asked. "It's done." The dog's speech was still the same as before, clean and neat, and didn't like mud and water. The dog Gou wants to marry Niu Niu is the youngest granddaughter of rich man He in Donggou, that is, Damei's youngest girl.This marriage was opposed by many people at the beginning, thinking that it was inappropriate for Niu Niu to marry a girl from the He family.The dog scolded: "My mother is marrying a daughter-in-law who can cook and have children. What is suitable and what is not? My mother has watched her grow up, can she be blind?" I really can't take my eyes off it.After the accident in the He family, Gou Gou also intends to take Damei's children to Xigou, but those children seem to have grown up overnight, and they don't go anywhere. They hug each other tightly and form a strand. Strength, the big one takes care of the small one, the small one takes care of the big one, and he just stretches himself up.Based on this alone, the dog feels that he should marry. "As for picking up food, the baby is under his name, so we can't just let him let it go." Gu Jiu'er said. "It doesn't matter if I'm still taking it easy, if I take care of it, it's another mess." Gougou said quickly. While talking, the food came.As soon as he entered the door, before he even greeted Gu Jiu'er, he came out cursing: "Old witch, what are you doing with such a red quilt, don't you think it's not public enough?" Way to break the embarrassment between him and the dog. "It's red, but I don't think it's red." The dog said while putting away the quilt, and went into the kitchen to cook.In her heart, it seems that there are not as many lumps in her heart, or the wind of the years has blown away these lumps.When they met Shiliang and Yingying, they talked as they wanted.Occasionally, in the dead of night, when she remembered the past, she would sigh with a smile: "That's fine, that's fine, it's better than the two of them never being together." Shiliang took Gu Jiu'er into his home. Gu Jiu'er came here this time to find food, a big deal. Now that the chaos has been rectified, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and some people from above are paying attention to Qingshiling again.Someone from the province yesterday arranged a major task for Gu Jiu'er, asking him to organize forces to summarize the experience of planting medicine in Qingshiling and promote it in the whole province.He also said that if possible, staff should be organized to compile a pharmacopoeia. "This is a big deal. You've been planting medicine all your life, and finally, someone is going to recognize you." "What do I want him to admit to doing?" He was eager to pick up food, and didn't appreciate Gu Jiu'er's affection at all.This person, the older he is, the more he looks like Shui Erye, in terms of gods, words, and even walking. "Don't listen to him, he won't write, I will write!" Shui Yingying, who was coaxing her grandson, interrupted suddenly. "You write, you old monster, if you have the ability, you write." Shiliang said half in contempt and half jokingly. "Just write it, pretend I don't know how to do it, it's a good thing I went to night school for a while, and I know more characters than you." This is true, when the evening school was held in the ditch, Yu Rong was the teacher.At first Shiliang was asked to learn, but he couldn't listen to half a bag of cigarettes, so he fell asleep.Shui Yingying was so angry that she snatched his seat: "You doze off and I don't doze off. When you see the words, you meet your enemy. When I see you, I will kiss you. I will learn!" So Shui Yingying entered the night school, and guess what? , Shui Yingying learned surprisingly fast. Another year later, the matter of compiling the Pharmacopoeia was really mentioned on the table.Experts from the province and leaders from Liangzhou City saw the situation of Shiliang's family and decided to let Shui Yingying participate in it.Although she doesn't understand medicine, she can listen to it and tell her everything about it, and she will help the experts to explain it.Because when Shiliang met the expert, his mouth trembled so badly that he couldn't speak.Over the years, he has fallen into a problem. Whenever he sees someone from the government, he will criticize him and fight him.In this regard, he is much worse than Second Master Shui. On the tenth night of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, I picked up food and pushed aside everything, and walked to Xigou Naozi melancholy alone.The tenth day of July was a very painful day for Shiliang. On this day, he lost the most precious thing in the world: the love from his father. The reason is that he fell ill the next day after having his acupoints cut for Master Shui, he was so sick that it was strange.At that time, picking up food was still under the spirit of Shui Erye, and he was the only one guarding the spirit, and he couldn't leave easily. Some comrades from the pharmacy came to say that his father had fallen under the earth cliff of Erdaoxianzi on the way. Filled with soil.When I picked up the grain and rushed to the mountain, my father had already been carried up by people. He was dying, and his mouth was really filled with soil.It took a lot of effort to pick up the grain, and then I took the soil out of my mouth.What's going on here, he wondered.Ordinarily, Dad would not have fallen down the dirt cliff the way he came from. The dirt cliff is a short distance from the way down the mountain, and people tend not to go this way when they go down the mountain.Besides, anyone who has walked on Qingshiling knows this earth cliff, and this earth cliff kills some livestock every day, and this is the first time that people have been injured. What is he doing on the other side of the dirt cliff?Shiliang has been perplexed by this question for a long time, and he still has no answer to this day.Maybe they saw something. People often say that they will see things on the earth cliff, sometimes it is a sheep, and sometimes it is a woman.But Shiliang never saw it once. Dad was carried to Xigou the way he came from, and since then began the darkest and most painful part of his life.Who would have imagined that the person who cut the hole would have such a tragic ending, and it would be harder than any dying person in the ditch.Ever since his mouth ate dirt and grains, it was very difficult for his mouth to swallow. No matter how hard Yingying tried to feed him, he just couldn't swallow it. "Let's prepare for the funeral and collect food." The old people in the ditch said so. "Let's think of a way to collect food, we can't just watch him starve to death." The second aunt said so. What can you think of?What I should think about, I have thought about picking up grains, turning five grains into juice, steaming eggs into porridge, opening my mouth, and filling it.The filling was fast and the spit was fast, and at the end of the filling, I didn't have the confidence to pick up food. Then wait for the funeral.But he didn't die, he survived that winter, he survived the spring, and it seems that summer is about to pass.A person is as thin as a stick, but he is immortal.He is strong.He was so strong that all those who came to see him wiped their tears. A good man, why do good people suffer this much?A good person should go easily, let him eat and drink enough, and walk comfortably—the people in the ditch poured out their sympathy boundlessly. Having given birth to three children and cut so many acupuncture points for others, I have not had a comfortable day before I am leaving. gone. The day of walking was very peaceful, and he still managed to drink a few spoonfuls of porridge, then called his grandchildren one by one, touched their heads, reluctantly, and squeezed out a few tears.Finally, the dog was called and said to wear old clothes.Strange, he doesn't call Shui Yingying, but Gougou. When the dog put the old clothes on the back, it was only after picking up the food that he was sure that his father was going to leave, so he rushed ahead and cried.This crying disturbed Lu Lu's heart. Originally, he wanted to tell Shi Liang something important, but he didn't say anything when he was about to die. He brought a secret into the soil. He Shuyang, the eldest son of the He family in Donggou, was arrested when he leaked the letter to the security team. Standing in front of the grave, I really can't say anything about picking up food.good, bad?It's hard to say what father came from in this life.A person has gone through his life in his own way, leaving too many things to sigh for the world.If Mrs. Wu hadn't told Shiliang this secret when she was dying, Shiliang would never have thought that his father was a person who hated everyone. Hate the rich, hate the poor, the only one who doesn't hate is the three brothers and sisters. The night wind is cold, and the night of the tenth day of July will always be cold. Time flies like an arrow, and time flies like a shuttle.During the alternation of traditional Chinese medicine in Yiling, the pharmacist is slowly getting old while picking up food.On April 6, 1985, when the "Qingshiling Pharmacopoeia" was grandly published, a generation of pharmacists collected food and closed their eyes forever. This year's Chinese medicine has grown very prosperous. 1 draft on September 30, 2006 Draft 2, April 5, 2007 3rd draft on March 19, 2009