Guo Dong told the truth: "This is moxibustion and not taking elixir. How can you achieve whatever effect you want? It mainly depends on yourself."
She said it quite straightforwardly: "Look at you, you haven't moved all the time, and your limbs are getting weak. Since the spleen controls the limbs, you must not be able to move well."
"Moxibustion makes you a little angry, but you have to move at least! If you have nothing to do, you can also do housework, feed pigs and dogs... I don't believe it, you haven't done any exercise all day long?"
Zhang Yanping:...Is there anything wrong with being lazy?
The biggest amount of exercise he has done in the past few days has been going up and downstairs. If he were at home, no matter how much his mother said she disliked him, she actually looked at him with a black face, and felt so distressed that he wished he had food at hand!
Guo Dong took back the moxa stick and pointed to the window: "I'll go out first. You can close the window a little later..."
The smoke of Xin Ai is heavy, and it is wrapped in ordinary white paper, so it is a bit choking when burned. Fortunately, the smell of Ai is strong enough, so it is not that unbearable.
She Shi Shiran went downstairs, and several aunts in the corridor had already resumed their work. Qiao Qiao happily rubbed the moxa sticks and had a small pile on her hands.
Seeing her coming down, everyone was talking:
"Dr. Xiao Guo, would it be convenient for you to see me after lunch?"
"I'll have a simple lunch today. I'll finish the work here later. Can I go there around ten o'clock?"
"Dr. Guo, can moxibustion cure cough? My granddaughter has been coughing and she didn't get better even after she was sent back to her hometown..."
Guo Dong responded with good temper. When he saw Zhang Yanping coming down the stairs again without any equipment in his hand, he knew that he had indeed left the camera in the room.
——The live broadcast of hypnosis is really focused on the duration of hypnosis.
She thought of this man's unreliable appearance, and now her expression was quite serious: "Song Tan, your cousin also has a slight health problem. Don't let him sit all the time at home, and do some work when he has nothing to do. There will be no harm in it."
As you said, even though it’s a semi-farm slack period now, is there still a shortage of work for the family?
Not only him, but even the seventh cousin said "ouch": "There happens to be a job here... Yanping, I think the chrysanthemums on the hillside are growing very well. You can pick some back morning and night if you have nothing to do.
Let’s do some sunbathing.”
The wild chrysanthemums they have here have a small bloom, which is really inconspicuous at all. The flower bones are about the size of a mung bean.
But if the weather is nice that year, the flower bones will be picked and dried, and when they are soaked, there will be a scent of cantaloupe, not to mention how nice it smells.
Over the years, no one picked it in my hometown. On the contrary, this flower has become rare. Thanks to Song Tan’s two to three hundred acres of land, because it is all gentle slopes, with ridges and ridges, it looks pretty good.
Many.
Zhang Yanping's eyes widened instantly - on such a hot day, even if you pick it in the morning or evening, you will still be sweating! How can an air-conditioned room be comfortable?
He tried to find an excuse: "I can't exercise just standing there picking chrysanthemums."
"It's okay," the seventh cousin said very considerately: "I just want you to get familiar with the working environment first. In two days, you have to cut two carts of mugwort for me and I'm going to dry some soy beans."
"Come on, go to the warehouse and bring me a hundred pounds of soybeans."
One hundred pounds?!
Zhang Yanping instantly looked at Song Tan.
It’s not that he is hopeless, it’s just that no one can do the hard work in the family as quickly as his cousin!
However, Song Tan was there pretending to look at the moxa stick, while still looking concerned about him:
"Brother Yan Ping, don't be so practical. I said a hundred and ten kilograms, but I didn't ask you to carry it all at once? You can just move ten kilograms at a time."
Zhang Yanping:......
In short, if he is not asked to do some work today, he will feel uncomfortable, right?
He thought sadly: If he had known this, he would have been the first guinea pig! Fortunately, now, Xin Jun is lying upstairs and sleeping, and he is moving the soybeans here...
…
Zhang Yanping's regret obviously came too early.
There are so many people in the family, including the seventh cousin and Master Qian's apprentice Wang Xiaoshun. But the two of them together can't help but send him around.
"You kid, why don't you see anything alive in your eyes? The beans have been brought here. You wash them with water and pick out the bad ones."
Zhang Yanping tried to show off: "I can't do it. What a waste it would be if the good beans were picked away!"
Who knows that Wang Xiaoshun is more patient than him, and now he squats with him by the pool, pointing to the soybeans soaked in water: "Let me teach you - obviously, this is how bad soybeans change."
The color, and this kind of thing that has to float on the surface no matter how you mix it..."
It's so simple that even Zhang Yanping's shamelessness can't bear it.
This year's soybeans are growing well, plump and plump, and they are dry and yellow in the sun.
The rushing water washed and soaked, but I didn't see much turbidity. Even the bad beans were picked out very few.
But this work is also very labor-intensive. Not to mention anything else, it is constantly stirring and stirring, and hundreds of kilograms of soybeans have to be washed one by one...
Guo Donglin took a look before leaving and thought: The spleen governs transportation and transformation, and the limbs are all right, but no matter how much he regulates them, they can't come out as quickly as he stirs the beans here.
Hundreds of kilograms of beans are soaking in water, and five or six large pots are placed in the yard - this is not over yet!
Seeing that it was noon, the seventh cousin ordered again: "You have a rest after eating, and when Lotus washes all the pots, you can light the fire on the stove and cook the beans."
He was holding a bowl of mung bean soup and was very satisfied with the freshly baked beef: "Ah, these 100 kilograms of soybeans will take all three of my pots an afternoon, right?"
Zhang Yanping's eyes darkened!
Wang Xiaoshun also smiled at him honestly and honestly:
"Don't worry, I will teach you everything you don't know today. My master said that your watermelon tastes good. I have two days to spare, so we can help make watermelon jam."
"I just happened to see that the red peppers in the vegetable garden are really good. The sauce will be delicious!"
"With your help, we can make more. It's very convenient to have this when you're busy."
Zhang Yanping: ...otherwise I should take the civil service exam.
But Song Tan became more energetic: "Let's do it! Seventh Cousin, Master Xiao Wang, if you are tired, if you need someone, please tell me, no matter what kind of sauce beans or watermelon sauce, make more, or each of you can buy two hundred catties of soybeans -
This sauce is on sale right now!”
It wasn't that she wanted to exploit Zhang Yanping, but she just took another look at the quotation for the factory on the mountain...
hiss!
The total for one square meter is 1,200 yuan!
What do you mean, the income in the first half of the year will be used to buy the house at home, and the income in the second half of the year will be spent on the factory building!
Fortunately, the pruned tea leaves on the mountain have been cultivated for almost two months, and the autumn tea can catch up to some extent. Otherwise, we would have to buy seedlings and cattle and sheep...