The she-wolf once saved a fish in her pond, she had to find a way to save it!
Regardless of whether it is useful or not, the little wolf always likes to drink it, and it is definitely not harmful to the body. The spiritual spring liquid should be given to the female wolf first.
She took out half a plate of spiritual spring fluid from the space and placed it near the she-wolf's mouth.
"I don't know if I can save you. Try drinking some."
The female wolf tried her best to move and wanted to drink, but she had no strength left and could not raise her head at all.
"I will help you pour it in now, but you must not bite me, otherwise, I will punch you to death."
Facing an adult wolf, it would be false to say that you are not afraid. Even if it looks like this, it is still very intimidating.
The she-wolf was already letting out more air than she was taking in.
She poured the spiritual fluid directly into the female wolf's mouth. The female wolf swallowed it with difficulty, her head still lying on the ground helplessly.
Liang Xiaonan tore off a long strip from the hem of his clothes and briefly bandaged the she-wolf to protect the wound a little.
She was anxious. It was almost dawn. If it couldn't get better, the hunters would come soon.
After feeding the spirit liquid, I kept hoping for a miracle to happen. However, after an hour, the wolf's injuries showed no change. However, its spirit and strength seemed to be much better, and it stood up unsteadily.
"Woo~"
The mother wolf roared lowly, and the wolf tuanzi was extremely happy. Following behind the mother wolf, the mother and son quickly left and headed deep into the mountains.
Liang Xiaonan was still worried because the female wolf's injuries had not recovered at all, which meant that her spiritual spring liquid had no effect on the injuries and was only refreshing.
It is very difficult for an injury like that of a female wolf to heal on its own.
But she had no choice. There were no healing herbs, and there was no veterinarian in the village. Even if there was one, it would be too late to make medicine, let alone boil medicine for a wolf.
The mother wolf took the cub away. She sighed and quickly went to take a look at the two ginseng seedlings.
Pushing aside the weeds under the tree, she saw that one of the ginseng seedlings had grown 15 leaves and 3 petioles.
She went to look at the other one, and that one was growing better, with 25 leaves. This meant that one of them was 3 years old, and the other was already 5 years old.
It seems that her spiritual spring liquid indeed has a significant effect on promoting the growth of animals and plants. When these ginseng seedlings were first planted, they only had three leaves. After a few days of dripping the spiritual spring liquid, the age of the ginseng skyrocketed.
Recently, the water dripping rate from the spring has increased, and her spiritual spring pool has accumulated as much as half a bathtub. She is no longer stingy, and directly scoops half a ladle and pours it on the roots of two ginseng trees. The spiritual spring liquid immediately hits the ginseng seedlings.
Disappear.
Leaving the ginseng seedlings, she went to the pond again, touched all the snails near the shore, and caught two or three half-sized blue crabs.
When she came out of the pond, she saw those who went hunting in the mountains yesterday carrying guns.
Because they were both from Dakeng Village and Xiaoyun Town, when they saw Liang Xiaonan, they knew she had a bad reputation and ignored her.
Naturally, Liang Xiaonan didn't want to pay attention to them. In his heart, he just prayed that the she-wolf and the wolf tuanzi would run far away and not be found.
After going down the mountain, Liang Xiaobei had already cut several baskets of grass halfway up the mountain, chopped it up by the fish pond and threw it into the pond.
Seeing Liang Xiaonan coming down from the mountain, he was surprised: "Sister, why did you get up so early?"
The two cows have left and the pond is filled with water.
"I'll go to the mountain to see if the wolf they injured is actually Wolf Tuanzi."
"Have you seen it?"
"When you see it, tell it not to come down and go to the mountains. The mountains are their base."
As Liang Xiaonan spoke, he squatted down to check the growth of the fish in the fish pond, while Liang Xiaobei chopping grass with sweat dripping down his hair.
Liang Xiaonan said in surprise: "Did you get a haircut?"
"Ang," Liang Xiaobei said proudly, "Grandma said that someone from the Yang family came today, so I tidied up the house. We are poor, but we are clean."
Liang Xiaonan was very touched. This younger brother was very considerate.
"Sister, go and see, all the potatoes you planted have grown."
Liang Xiaonan naturally saw it, but today she has been worried about Lang Tuanzi, and the joy in her heart is not that much.
The potato seedlings grew dark green leaf buds, which were thick and strong. Originally, it was impossible for potatoes to grow in June, but with the blessing of Lingquan liquid, they not only sprouted, but also grew well.
She fetched a few more buckets of water from the pool, added some spiritual spring liquid, watered the potatoes, and said to Liang Xiaobei: "When I was out of the city yesterday, I saw a man throwing away the mulberry seeds. I gave him
Picked it up."
"Sister, you don't want to raise silkworms, do you? Silkworms eat mulberry leaves. How can we have mulberry trees here?"
"You still remember the seedlings I watered by the pond last time, right? Those are all mulberry trees."
Now is actually not the season for raising silkworms. Normally, silkworms would be hatched and raised in April. Now in June, the silkworms should go up the mountain.
The reason for raising silkworms in the spring is because the mulberry leaves sprout young leaves in early April, which are just suitable for the first and second instar silkworms to eat. In June, all the mulberry leaves have grown up and the veins are rough. How can the baby silkworms eat them?
But she has the spiritual spring liquid, which can grow young leaves at any time, so raising silkworms all year round is not a problem.
The biggest problem now is that batch silkworm rearing requires a lot of mulberry leaves. She has mulberry saplings but no place to plant them.
The land belongs to the production team. If she wants to plant mulberry trees on the mountain, she is afraid that these people in the village will snatch her away as food.
take it easy.
She cleaned the snails and crabs she had just caught in the pool. Grandma Liang said that the Yang family was coming today and she would go back early. She also wanted to see how the Yang family was doing and whether they could get along well.
As soon as she entered the house, Sister Hu came up to her and said happily: "Xiaonan, I'm going to call you. Come on, this is Teacher Zeng."
Everyone understood it tacitly, and under Zeng Hanzhi's searchlight-like gaze, Liang Xiaonan called her "Hello, Teacher Zeng" generously, put down the basket and bucket in her hands, and entered the room to greet the guests.
Zeng Hanzhi had heard of Liang Xiaonan's reputation, but this was the first time he met Liang Xiaonan.
The little girl has a calm smile, neither humble nor overbearing, a pair of big watery almond eyes, a small and straight nose, and a bright red cherry mouth. Sister Hu is right, judging by her face, this child is an honest child.
Needless to say about her appearance, even though she was wearing a simple slanted jacket and coarse trousers, her figure was no worse than that of a fashionable girl from Modu.
Teacher Zeng liked it at first sight and blurted out: "The eyebrows are competing for green, and the faces are competing for red."
Sister Hu didn't understand what it meant, but Liang Xiaonan did. Teacher Zeng was praising her beauty.
Naturally, she would not reply with "thank you". Teacher Zeng seemed to be a great intellectual and a bit nerdy at first glance.
In this day and age, who dares to criticize people? It can only be said that Teacher Zeng is a simple-minded person. Such a person is the most respected from the bottom of the heart.
Even if she can't get married to her grandson, there are only benefits to dealing with such a person.
I served Teacher Zeng a cup of crude tea and then responded with a poem by Zheng Xie.
"Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all because of the support of the old branches. Next year there will be new ones, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson Raofengchi. Teacher Yang, Teacher Zeng are admirable."