Li Donglai was thinking about Director Hu's happiness and planned to go back to Qinjiagou.
Although there is no difference between the herbs in the Chinese medicine shop and the herbs on the Qinjiagou hill.
However, you must be honest.
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When Li Xiaomei heard that she was going back to Qinjiagou, she jumped up excitedly.
The capital is very nice, with smooth concrete floors, bright light bulbs, and elephants in the zoo.
But, there are no friends in the village.
Little Stone, Goudan, False Ni, Er Wang Ba...
Li Xiaomei began to put Galaha in her pocket.
Gahara is the little bone in the sheep's knee.
If you leave it on for a long time, it will become crystal clear, like glass beads.
A single Galaha is called "Lao'er".
A pair of Galaha consists of five individual Galaha, which is called "Five Lambs".
A Galaha is called "Yilao'er".
In this era, there were not many families raising sheep.
It’s almost a child’s dream to get enough of a Galaha.
Li Xiaomei's Galaha was obtained by Li Donglai who went to the slaughterhouse specifically and exchanged herbs for her.
Galaha is also dyed with red paint, which looks like pomegranate seeds, very beautiful.
Li Xiaomei wants to take it back to play with her friends in the village.
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Li Donglai started packing the gifts to take back.
Most of these gifts are some herbs.
Qinjiagou is a small place, and there are very few types of herbal medicines in the traditional Chinese medicine shops in the town.
Without specific herbal medicine, it would be useless even if Li Donglai had the barefoot doctor system.
"Aunt Wang's feet are not good. The salvia roots in the earthworks last time were not available in Qinjiagou. I bought them for her in Dashilar."
"Uncle Sun's waist needs Polyporus cocos, and the second son of the Liu family has a nose that is inflamed all year round and needs goose..."
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Li Xiaomei looked at the large and small packages of herbs in the bag and pouted.
These herbs don't look cheap, so my brother must have spent a lot of money on them.
She finally knew the reason why her brother didn't give her the money for the tutoring class last time.
However, Li Xiaomei could not utter a single word of complaint.
After their parents passed away, their brothers and sisters were able to survive thanks to the care of the villagers in Qinjiagou.
Take Aunt Wang as an example. She has three children in her family and only one strong laborer.
Her own family didn't even have enough to eat. She even secretly threw sweet potatoes into her yard without telling Uncle Wang.
That's not a sweet potato, that's life.
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After sorting out the baggage, Li Donglai asked Li Xiaomei to take care of the house.
Then I rode my bicycle and went straight to the steel rolling mill.
Well, I borrowed the bicycle from Gu Shen.
Li Donglai has a point of view, friends just use it, the more they use it, the more familiar they become.
Favors are meant to be owed, and if you pay them back, you will naturally become familiar with them.
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As soon as they reached the gate post, Section Chief Zhou Dao, who was sitting in the guard room, took the initiative to come out and chat with Li Donglai.
These days, Gu Shen comes to the steel rolling mill almost every day to play with Li Dong.
Zhou Dao understood that this boy was attracted by Gu Shen.
Being favored by Gu Shen is equivalent to falling into the eyes of the Gu family.
Naturally, we need to have a good relationship.
"Dr. Li, why are you still coming to work this weekend?" Zhou Dao said, taking out a cigarette from his arms.
Li Donglai took the cigarette, struck a match and lit it for the two of them, and said with a smile: "If I don't go to work, I want to go to Director Hu and ask him to help arrange a road trip."
In this era, you need roads to enter the capital.
On weekdays, when commune members want to go to the city, they need to submit an application to the commune in advance.
Li Donglai now works at the steel rolling mill, so he naturally needs to apply to the steel rolling mill.
Zhou Dao took a deep breath from his cigarette and said with a smile: "Our Security Department is responsible for opening roads, so you don't have to go to Director Hu."
"That's a good relationship!" Li Donglai was worrying about this matter, and he fell asleep and hit the pillow.
The two of them entered the security department one after the other.
Zhou Dao took out a printed road guide from the drawer, raised his head and asked: "How many people are there?"
"Two, me and my little sister."
"How many days?"
"Two days, I think I'll be back tomorrow morning."
After some questioning, Zhou Dao signed his name on the road note, stamped it with a vermilion seal, and handed it to Li Donglai.
Then he sent Li Donglai out of the door politely.
The title also changed from Dr. Li to Brother Donglai.
"Brother Donglai, if you have any trouble in the steel rolling mill in the future, just come to me. There are many people in our steel rolling mill and there are many things to do."
"Thank you, Brother Zhou."
After Li Donglai thanked Zhou Dao, he rode his bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought half a catty of Cuban candy for 2 cents and a candy coupon.
This kind of sugar is not actually candy, it is a kind of coarse sugar.
It is black and hard and cannot be chewed open with teeth, so it needs to be held in the mouth to eat.
The taste is bitter at first and then sweet.
After taking the Cuban candy wrapped in paper from the saleswoman, Li Donglai put the paper package into the medical kit and rode his bicycle back to the courtyard.
At this time, Li Xiaomei had already tied up the bundle with hemp rope.
"Let's go home!"
"go home!"
Li Donglai put the baggage on the back of the bicycle, carried the bicycle out of the courtyard, and carried Li Xiaomei to the front bumper.
I pedaled my bicycle suddenly, and the bicycle flew along the street, heading towards Qinjiagou.
This was Li Xiaomei’s first time riding a bicycle, although she was hanging on the front bumper.
Still grinning from ear to ear, her little hands shook the bell from time to time.
The crisp sound of the bell rang, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Li Xiaomei was delighted, "Brother, when can we buy a bicycle?"
Li Donglai stared forward, "The bicycle tickets have been secured. I estimate that the salary will be paid at the end of the month, and with the money from tutoring classes, we can afford to buy bicycles."
His monthly salary of 48.5 seems quite a lot.
I have to pay my sister's tuition and buy groceries and noodles, so I can only have 40 yuan left at most every month.
A bicycle costs 180 yuan, which is nearly five months' salary.
Without the support of tutoring classes, the bicycle would be a long way off.
Not to mention the betrothal gifts required for the wedding, three turn and one buzz, furniture, etc.
No matter what era you are in, as long as you don't live in the air, you will never be able to live without money.
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After leaving the capital, the noise became farther and farther away, and a dry and fishy smell gradually filled the air.
This breath is slightly carried in the wind or air, and it is naturally the smell of earth.
Got off the road and onto the path.
There is a grass with small purple and white flowers on both sides of the field. The flowers are very small and pitifully small. Its name is "Dog Rice".
There are also some trumpet-shaped flowers mixed in among the small white flowers. The flowers are red in color. This is called the Sweet Tooth Tree.
Li Donglai was not interested in these weeds.
When he saw a weed with thick leaves and a fat stem on the side of the road.
Stopped the car and picked some.
This kind of grass is called cat's eye. The leaf body is oily green, but the top is broken into light yellow. The yellow looks like a flower but not a flower, much like a cat's eye.
If you cut it off, a milky white juice will flow out.
The juice is so poisonous that it can swell the "lifeblood" of the cowherd boy to the size of a fist.
Li Donglai used it before, well, of course it was not applied there.
Cat Eyes can calm coughing and wheezing.
Picking herbs along the way, Li Donglai took Li Xiaomei to the outside of Qinjiagou.
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It was the wheat heading season at this time, and the brown wheat waves in the fields were undulating with the wind.
There is no need to work in the fields, and members of the commune cannot be idle.
They took shovels and hoes to dig ditches on the roadside.
The old village chief Qin Sanmin was squatting on the ground smoking a pipe pot.
Amidst the clang of the shovel hitting the gravel, he heard the sound of a bicycle chain rubbing against gears.
Looking up, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his dark face.