Chapter 7: Three generations of ancestors and grandchildren go up the mountain together
Old Man Qi's house is relatively centrally located in the village. There are about 400 households in Qijia Village, which is one of the largest villages in the neighborhood. Rural land is not valuable, and each house's house is built on a large area.
Therefore, Old Man Qi carried Qi Bao'er to the mountain. He had to pass many houses and walk a lot of steps along the way, which also made Qi Bao'er once again deeply realize how favored he was in the village.
There were people saying hello all the way, and the key point was that the old man he called Qi was not Qi Kang'an's father, nor was he calling Qi Kangtai, the father of Qi Kangtai, who is considered the most promising scholar in the Qi family now, but 'Bao'er's father'.
Whenever people passing by had food in their hands, they would stuff it into Bao'er, forcefully, and then run away. Even the father and son could not stop him.
By the time they left the village, the two small pockets that Mrs. Tian had specially sewed for Qi Bao'er were filled with all kinds of snacks. Old Qi also packed a lot of them for her in his pockets. Qi Kang'an and Qi Kangtai were holding them behind.
Each of them was stuffed with several pieces of cake.
The multigrain cake in Qi Kang'an's hand was stuffed by Mrs. Yang from the village. He turned around and glanced at the back of Mrs. Yang running away with her little feet. He felt embarrassed and nudged to the side of Old Qi.
"Dad, what can we do?"
Old Mrs. Yang was quite special in the village. She was a distant relative of their family. She married Qi Gouer, the eldest son of the Qi Dashan family, whom Old Man Qi could barely call uncle.
Qi Gou'er never came back after he was drafted into the army, and Mrs. Yang was only two months pregnant when she left.
Qi Dashan's daughter-in-law, Qi Yang, was an undisciplined person. She was always harsh on her daughter-in-law. After learning that her son had died in the war, she didn't even treat Old Madam Yang as a human being. She even went so far as to sell Old Madam Yang to someone else just after she gave birth to her son.
A member of the town has a foreigner as a concubine.
Later, the old patriarch came forward and asked Qi Dashan to separate the eldest family members.
But Mrs. Yang was unwilling to give her anything. The village felt pity for Mrs. Yang as an orphan and a widower, so everyone helped and built a thatched house for Mrs. Yang at the end of the village.
Now twenty or thirty years have passed, and Mrs. Yang has raised a son, married a daughter-in-law, and even has grandchildren, but her family is still really poor.
When she was separated, she had nothing as if she had left home. Later, Mrs. Yang could barely make ends meet by selling some embroidery items, so she prayed that Mr. Yang would still come to her door every two days to catch the autumn breeze.
There is a word of filial piety pressed there, praying that Mrs. Yang can survive again, and she is still doing well now. She is one of the longest-lived old people in the village. If she could not survive, it would be a hardship for Mrs. Yang and her family. Life at home is so tight.
Don't look at the multigrain pancakes that Qi Kang'an has in his hand, which are only wild vegetables mixed with some cornmeal. In Mrs. Yang's house, such food is extremely expensive.
Old man Qi sighed silently, "Keep it, I'll ask your wife to send some membranes over tonight."
"Why."
When Qi Kang'an heard this, he put the cake back into his pocket, then reached out to hug Qi Bao'er, "Dad, are you tired? It's better for me to hug you."
The old man Qi immediately stepped aside and kicked him, "Tired fart, Bao'er is so light, how can I be tired? Do you think I'm old?"
"How dare you, my son? Dad." Qi Kang'an grimaced in pain. His bones were almost broken by this kick. How old is he?
Not far from the village, you turn a corner and you’ll find the foot of Dayan Mountain. Dayan Mountain is not one mountain, but several mountains connected to form a giant goose that looks like a flying goose. This is where the name Dayan Mountain comes from.
There are not many mountains in the township that have names. In the entire Peifeng County, only Dayan Mountain in their Qijia Village has a serious name.
As soon as Qi Kang'an went up the mountain, he almost disappeared. Old Qi held Qi Bao'er and it was difficult to chase him. He could only shout loudly from behind and confess: "Don't go into the inner circle, just go outside and wander around. If there is nothing, forget it."
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"Hey, dad, don't worry." In this moment, Qi Kang'an disappeared, and only a distant reply came.
Although Qi Kangtai was not as good as Qi Kang'an, he was far inferior to Qi Kang'an in terms of physical strength. He did not try to be brave and only looked for some wild vegetables not far from old man Qi.
Qi Baoer chewed on the sugar cube that someone gave him and looked around and lost interest. He prayed that the old man would not go inside. The place where he was was frequented by the children in the village. The land was almost bald.
A layer of grunt.
Even so, she still saw something good by accident.
"Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, there, the one with the little flowers."
"Is this it?"
Qi Kangtai pointed to the only weed with small purple flowers around. He thought his niece liked the flowers when he saw them, so he was going to pick the flowers and give them to her to play with.
"Fourth Uncle, that is Scutellaria barbata. It can cure diseases and can also be sold for money."
Can I change money?
When Old Man Qi and Qi Kangtai looked at the Scutellaria barbata on the ground, they felt sad that they had lost thousands of taels of weeds. Although there were not many weeds, they could often be seen.
It was pulled up as a weed and thrown away.
"Scutellaria barbata can clear away heat and detoxify, remove blood stasis and diuresis, and has antioxidant effects. It is used in many prescriptions."
In modern times, Scutellaria barbata is regarded as an anti-cancer holy product, and it is used in many anti-cancer drugs.
They didn't understand antioxidants. As for diuresis, both father and son must have heard it wrong. As for clearing away heat and detoxifying and using it in many prescriptions, they really heard it.
The father and son looked at each other, both eyes filled with joy.
There is a doctor in their village, but the only one who knows herbal medicine is Dr. Gao and his family in the village. They can't say why Dr. Gao doesn't teach the villagers. Whoever has a skill doesn't just pass it down to his family.
There is nothing wrong with that.
But for the current Qi family father and son, few people know the benefits of herbal medicine. Just like the half-branched lotus that Bao'er mentioned, there are too many in the fields and mountains.
These are just like weeds, but what about the others?
Qi Kangtai stopped looking for wild vegetables. After carefully plucking Barbata barbata, he followed closely behind Old Qi, who walked around holding Bao'er in his arms.
Not to mention, there were quite a lot of unidentified herbs on the mountain. After a while, Qibaoer saw another clump of angelica, and not far from the clump of angelica, there was also a bush of black wolfberry.
However, due to seasonal reasons, the Angelica sinensis trees are now only seedlings, and the black wolfberry trees are as tall as Kangtai's arms.
"Grandpa, dig them up and let us plant them. These two medicines are very expensive."
Qi Baoer knows that because not many people know about herbal medicine here, even the common herbs she knows are very expensive here. This is why ordinary people cannot afford to get sick. The medicine is too expensive and they cannot afford it.
"Okay, okay." Old Man Qi quickly stabilized Qi Bao'er, who was writhing with excitement in his arms, "Don't move any more, or I won't be able to hold you."
"Be good, grandpa asked your fourth uncle to go home first and call your third uncle and your mother to dig together."
