Miao Dalan was also stubborn and would rather move to an old house in the village than send her original owner to school.
The original owner cherished the opportunity to go to school, studied very hard, and ranked first every year. After graduating from elementary school, he was admitted to the town's junior high school.
He was always top-notch in junior high school. He never fell out of first place in every exam and was much higher than the second place student.
If nothing else goes wrong, it is certain that the original owner will go to a high school in the county, and there is a high possibility that he will also try to get into a technical secondary school.
Being able to go to a technical secondary school in this era is very remarkable, especially in a remote mountain village like Weijiagou. Being able to go to a technical secondary school is like a golden phoenix flying out of the mountains.
But something happened.
The original owner fell into the reservoir during the winter vacation in the second grade of junior high school. It was 49 days and the water was bone-chilling. The original owner fell in and froze in the water for a long time.
Although the original owner was water-resistant, when her winter cotton-padded clothes were immersed in the water, she sank to death, and the cold water made her hands and feet stiff, and she almost failed to float to the surface.
Fortunately, someone saw her when she was dropped and ran over to pull her to the shore.
Although his life was saved, he became plagued by illness from then on, with more sick days than non-sick days in a year.
I will definitely fail in school.
For more than three years, the original owner had been staying at home. Because he would feel tired after walking for a while, he rarely left the house.
Zihua couldn't tell without touching her head that she still had a fever.
The original owner died of illness.
It wasn't a serious illness, it was just a cold or a fever. Because the body's resistance was weak, it couldn't fight it off.
Now that she has taken over, the first thing she has to do is to suppress the condition. If the fever continues, her physical condition will get worse.
Zihua picked up the enamel tea jar placed on the small Kang table.
The dark soup in the tea vat was boiled Chinese medicine. Zi Hua used her mental power to examine it before entering her body, and according to the memory of the original owner, the medicine in the tea vat was correct for her illness.
Her hands were weak, so she held it with both hands and drank it.
bitter.
It's too bitter.
As soon as Zihua took a sip, her body instinctively felt vomiting, and she almost vomited it out.
She suppressed the nausea that rose in her stomach and drank it all in one go.
Putting down the teapot, she picked up three small dried apricots on the side and put them into her mouth. The strong sour taste made her mouth immediately secrete a lot of saliva.
It was too sour and uncomfortable, but I managed to suppress the vomiting sensation.
No longer feeling nauseated, Zihua quickly chewed the dried apricots twice and then swallowed them. Her body was in need of energy, and no matter how sour the dried apricots were, she was reluctant to spit them out.
If you just wait for the medicine to take effect, your body won't be able to wait.
Zihua moved the kang table to one side, sat against the earth wall, and performed the Yun Sheng Gong.
Based on her current physical condition, she is suitable for practicing Yunsheng Gong, which focuses on health preservation.
Fortunately, this world is not a soulless world.
Martial arts can also be practiced in the non-spiritual world, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate internal strength. You can practice external martial arts, because without the benefit of spiritual energy to the body, the speed of cultivation will be very slow.
There is spiritual energy here, so you are not afraid of weak constitution.
This was not the first time that Zi Hua practiced cultivation. Under the guidance of her conscious body, her body quickly entered the cultivation state.
It stimulates the body's biological function, improves its own immunity, and achieves the purpose of curing diseases.
As the exercises progressed, the body's functions accelerated its self-repair, accelerated the onset of effect of the medicine, and the fever gradually subsided.
Hearing some movement outside, Zihua stopped practicing for a while.
The door was pushed open with a squeaking sound, and a middle-aged woman walked in with a dusty face.
She looks like she is in her fifties, and she looks like she has been used to doing manual labor outside all year round. She has a strong figure and rough skin. There are two clusters of red on the two cheekbones of her face, but this also shows that her
The body is very healthy.
The visitor is the original mother, Miao Dalan.
"Xing, why are you sitting up? Why don't you sleep more?"
Miao Dalan hurriedly walked to the kang. After taking two steps, she remembered that she had just come back from outside and was covered in dirt. She turned back to the door and patted her body several times before entering the house again.
After coming in, she walked straight to the Kang, gently supporting Zi Hua with one hand, and with the other hand, she pulled the quilt over, rolled it up, and put it behind Zi Hua. She felt it wasn't high enough, so she pulled the pillow over and placed it on top of the quilt.
Hua leans on it.
While nagging, "You have to take care of yourself. If you want to sit for a while, put some cushion behind you. You will be exhausted if your waist is empty. Don't lean against the wall, it's cold."
Yuhua responded, "Remember." Because of the fetters of family ties, she felt very close to Miao Dalan.
Miao Dalan touched Yuhua's forehead with her hand and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God, it's not hot anymore."
Seeing the empty teapot, smile lines appeared on her face, "Just drink the medicine and you'll be fine. How can you not take medicine when you're sick? It's bitter, so you have to tolerate it. I'll look for it again after these few medicines are finished."
Du Laoqi grabbed a few pairs and went to remove the roots."
She knew very well how difficult it was for her Xing to take medicine, and being able to drink it made her feel happy and distressed at the same time.
"Xing, you're hungry. I'll make you something to eat. Just wait, it'll be ready in a while." Miao Dalan picked up the teapot and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook it.
She went as she was told, turned around and took a few steps out of the door.
Following the original owner's habit, Zihua folded the quilt and changed into pajamas and shorts made from old clothes. After the fever subsided, she naturally sweated all over her body and her clothes were soaked with sweat.
I changed into outer clothes: an emerald green top with white florals, and indigo blue pants. They were all made of coarse cloth, washed very clean, because they were old and soft.
It was done very quickly, and after a while, Miao Dalan brought a steaming bowl.
Miao Dalan started talking as soon as she arrived at the door of the house, "I just went to the educated youth point to buy some brown sugar and cooked your favorite sugared eggs for you. Xing, come on, eat it while it's hot. Just eat more and you'll be fine."
Already."
As a result of the body's conditioned reflex, the sweet aroma wafted into Yuhua's nose, and her stomach made a sound in response.
This world is roughly the same as the previous world in terms of history, culture, etc., and the progress of the times is in the late 1970s of the 20th century.
In Weijiagou, brown sugar is a rare good thing.
Weijiagou is in a ravine. If you want to buy brown sugar, you have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. There are also a few female educated youths in the educated youth point who have some in their hands. If someone in the village needs it, they can exchange it with them for food.
You can't just eat eggs if you want. Boiling the two together is the best supplement.
Zihua was in need of energy replenishment. She lifted the quilt and was about to get off the bed.
Miao Dalan hurriedly stopped her, "Don't come down, I'll put it on the Kang table for you."
When the original owner was seriously ill, he always ate on the kang.
"I feel much better. I'm tired of staying on the kang all the time." Zihua came down anyway, sat on the edge of the kang and put on her shoes.
Miao Dalan did not respond to her daughter's request, "It makes sense. Why didn't I think that it would be so uncomfortable to sit on the kang? It's a good time to move around now that I can digest my food."
Seeing her daughter regaining her energy, Miao Dalan was filled with joy.