Back at home in Xipu Town, Xu Zishan took Xu Mingshe under the eaves to look at the three pots of plants the two of them had planted.
At this sight, the original smile on her face disappeared.
In the pot of bone grass, the seedling grew to more than half a foot in height without knowing it. Its thick stem showed that it was extremely strong and full of vitality.
However, the base of the leaf was pitch black, gradually turning into dark green along the leaves. The leaves were inlaid with a bright red edge, which looked extremely weird!
Instead of grimacing, he is acting weird instead.
The bean and watermelon seedlings are fine. Except for growing too strong, they are no different from the outside world.
Xu Mingxuan first looked at the beans and watermelon, then at the bone grass, and his expression froze.
How does this grass grow? Why does it look so spooky? The leaves are leaves, and the color can’t be said bad, but when combined together, it’s eye-catching!
"Sister, what is this?"
Xu Zishan said expressionlessly: "Bone grass."
"How does it look..."
"It's pretty, isn't it?"
"..."
People in the courtyard also came to see them, bringing bean sprouts and watermelon sprouts, which everyone knew, but the sight of them growing bone grass was really heartbreaking!
"Shanshan, what is this?"
"Bone grass." Xu Zishan didn't bother to say it. She knew that everyone thought it didn't look good, but since she was new here, they didn't expose it.
She picked a leaf from it, washed it, mashed it, poured it into cold water, and handed it to Xu Yingjie.
"Dad, how do you like it?"
People in the yard looked at the glass of water, which was black and green, with a little red. If they knew that a food in later generations was called "dark cuisine", then they would definitely say that this was a glass of inhumane darkness.
Cuisine.
Xu Yingjie took the water and awkwardly wanted to say "I'll drink it later", but when everyone in the yard looked at him and Xu Zishan looked at him, he didn't say anything and took a sip.
People around him saw his Adam's apple rolling, and suddenly felt a sour taste in their taste buds and throat, and a feeling of suffocation.
"Does it taste okay?" Xu Zishan asked.
"It's pretty good, almost like tea." Xu Yingjie thought it was very unpleasant to drink.
The taste is actually pretty good, similar to the taste of cold bracken, so it's not unpleasant to drink.
"Then dad insists on drinking." Xu Zishan is relieved now. He looks so fat, but if the taste is not satisfactory, it will be troublesome (fai guai, trouble, lump)!
The best effect is to soak the raw bone grass in water.
The neighbors in the yard didn't think the ghostly green plant leaves were delicious. They all thought Xu Yingjie and his wife doted on their daughter, holding their noses and drinking the poison given by her daughter.
Grandma Hu came over every day to take a look. She couldn't bear it anymore and said to Xu Yingjie: "Boss of the Xu family, if it doesn't taste good, don't force it."
Xu Yingjie shook his head: "This water is really not bad to drink. The taste of barley sprouts is much better than traditional Chinese medicine."
The key is that my daughter specially planted it to treat his legs.
After Xu Yingjie drank for a few days, his legs really healed. He excitedly said to the spectators: "I can stand up and walk without anyone's help."
Pressing on the table, he really stood up and took two steps.
Xu Mingxuan was so happy that he hurriedly asked him to sit down: "Stand up again if you are good at it. Don't fall short and waste your sister's efforts."
The whole family was very happy. Xu Yingjie would be able to go to work after a few more days of drinking. After the double robbery, the grain would be collected immediately. His legs have been bad. If a new quality inspector is sent from above, his job will not be guaranteed.
When people in the yard looked at the grass again, they felt that it was fine no matter how it looked. It was uniquely beautiful, subtle and low-key, wasn't it?!
Within a few days, Xu Yingjie's leg was completely healed. He went to the hospital to take a X-ray. The doctor was surprised and said: "How good is your recovery?"
This was the first time he had seen a bone injury recover so well. There was almost no trace of bone injury, and the recovery was quite fast.
Xu Yingjie said proudly: "My daughter planted raw bone grass for me. After soaking it in water for a few days, I could stand, and within a week I could walk and jump."
The doctor thought he was bragging, but Xu Yingjie's legs were really healed.
The pot of raw bone grass has become a unique treasure in the courtyard. Everyone takes time to look at it every day, as if just looking at it will bring good luck.
It was passed down from one person to another, and the Xu family had a plant of bone grass, which was very powerful, so word spread, and some people even took the time to come and see this wonderful plant and praise it.
Xu Mingxuan said: "There is no big use for keeping this pot of grass. We might as well sell it to the hospital, and we will definitely get a good price."
Xu Mingxuan stopped him and said, "If you don't want to sell it, if anyone is injured in a fall and his family has no money for treatment, please come and beg my sister."
He wants to make his sister famous far and wide.
The whole family unanimously decided to agree to his proposal. If anyone broke his leg and couldn't afford medical treatment due to financial difficulties, he could give leaves for free as a token of goodwill.
Grandma Hu was the first to come to ask for medicine.
"My grandson broke his arm and didn't go to school. He's hanging his arm all the time! Can you give me some of your medicinal herbs?" Grandma Hu also carried a large bowl of green dumplings to the Xu family, "Shanshan, you can try it.
I made the Youth League."
Shen Yaqin was naturally willing, and if she could help her neighbors, she would certainly agree.
"Shanshan, if you pick the leaves, dry them and soak them in water, it won't affect the effect, right?" Xu Yingjie asked Xu Zishan.
Xu Zishan said it would not affect it.
But Grandma Hu always felt that the efficacy of the medicine would be reduced when the leaves were dried, so she wanted to take the whole plant and give her grandson the fresh grass water to drink.
"Shanshan, can you lend me this pot of grass and take it to the city? Can I return it to you as soon as my grandson's arm is healed?"
"Grandma Hu, the effect of the leaves will not be reduced even after they are dried. If you are not worried, you can just take the whole plant. My brother will return it when he recovers. We country people are not in a good economic situation. I estimate that many people will come to ask for help in the future."
Want leaves."
"Don't worry, as soon as my grandson's arm is healed, I will ask them to send it back right away."
The neighbors are happy. Bone injuries are a serious illness. If someone accidentally falls, having this bone grass will save an extra life. Haven't you heard? The doctor said that Xu Yingjie's leg recovered as if he had never been injured.
Same.
Grandma Hu was so happy that she sent someone to deliver the raw bone grass to her son's house in the city that day.
The reputation of raw bone grass spread, and Shen Yaqin's tailor shop also prospered.
Everyone knows that Tailor Shen has a biological daughter named Hui Xinlan. She has a pair of clothes designed by skillful hands, which are the most beautiful nowadays. Even if she is only 6 points in appearance, she can still wear them with a 9 point effect. It is easy to find a partner.
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Shen Yaqin took on more and more jobs. In addition to baby clothes, girls and wives all came to want a new set of clothes and wanted to embroider them with various patterns to keep up with the current fashion.
Xu Zishan took the opportunity to design many styles that are not inconsistent with current concepts, such as adding a navy collar to a student shirt; adding some lace to an over-the-knee skirt, making a cake skirt...
Shen Yaqin's tailor shop suddenly became popular, and even workers in the city came to Shen Yaqin to customize clothes.
Xu Zishan went to the city every once in a while to deliver food to the food station. When he was free, he helped Shen Yaqin design new styles in the shop. In half a month, Shen Yaqin made a net profit of more than 200 yuan and paid off the debts of his neighbors. , Shen Yaqin also lost more than 100 yuan.
In mid-June, Song Haiyang rode his motorcycle to the gate of the compound.
He didn't wear a postman's uniform either, a white shirt, black trousers, and a crew cut that was meticulously cut, like a government cadre.
"Uncle and auntie, are you all at home?".
Song Haiyang took out a notebook from the mail bag on the back of his motorcycle, pulled out a palm-sized piece of paper from the folder, and said, "I have a telegram from you."