Traditional Chinese Medicine: Back to the years when educated youths went to the countryside

Chapter 1 A good young man learning knowledge
Inside an adobe house.

Wang Chengzhou woke up from bed and looked at the roof made of thatch and cow dung, feeling slightly trance-like.

"Are you dreaming?"

"So true!"

"I can still smell that weird smell."

With a chuckle and a remark, Wang Chengzhou looked at everything around him with interest.

The room is not big, but it looks very empty.

Apart from a low wooden bed, there was only a bedside table with paint peeling off.

Perhaps because the conditions are so simple, the bedside table also functions as a desk.There was an oil lamp on it, and it was covered in dark stains, probably from its age.

There is a stack of books neatly stacked in the corner of the cabinet. The cover is yellowed, and only the cover of the top one can be seen, with the two characters "Chinese Language" written on it.

What’s strange is that there are still chronological portraits of workers, peasants and soldiers printed on it, in a style like an old comic book.

Wang Chengzhou felt dizzy and wondered why he had such a refreshing and refined dream.

Remember, last night I got an extremely rare ore, which is also a gold and stone medicine recorded in "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" - Kongqing.

One person studied it for half a night, but finally couldn't hold it back and put it in his mouth.

After all, "Wu Pu's Materia Medica" says: "Kong Qing, Shen Nong Gan, once sour, if taken for a long time, when a goddess comes, it will make people's ambitions high."

Come to think of it, the effect of this thing is really good.

Wang Chengzhou turned over.

Then, the smile on his face froze.

Because, there was a yellowed copy of "Jin Ping Mei" prominently placed beside the bed, and perhaps because the owner read it often, the corners of the book were frayed.

Wang Chengzhou gradually felt that something was wrong. He raised his head and studied it carefully several times, and his expression suddenly changed.

"This vivid character, smooth lines, and difficult postures...at first glance, it looks like an illustrated collector's edition!"

"Such a vivid scene, it doesn't look like a dream!"

"Could it be that... I traveled through time by myself?"

Wang Chengzhou's eyes widened in shock, his head felt dizzy, and he lay back heavily.

A lot of memories came to mind.

A picture flashed by.

I vaguely remember that I was an orphan. I followed my master to study medicine since I was a child. I shook my head and memorized the "Twelve Sutras", "Tangtou Song", "Ten Questions Song"...

If you don't know your back, you'll get beaten.

Until I reached adulthood, I opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in a big city and survived by scraping by.

In a daze, I remembered that my parents were still alive, with four siblings, and I was the third oldest. The eldest brother and the eldest sister above them were both married. The younger sister was 16 years old, born two years after me.

I am a glorious member of the Wangjia Production Brigade of the Pushan Township People's Commune.

However, due to congenital frailty and indolence, the work points were assigned to women, which was a bit unpopular.

You must know that rural cooperatives engage in collective large-scale production, and work is distributed according to work points based on work points.Male laborers are generally given nine or ten points, female laborers are generally given seven or eight points, and children are given five points.

Work points can be exchanged for grain, meat, eggs and other foods at the end of the year.

In those years when supplies were tight, earning less meant going hungry.

"Dangdangdang!"

When I was confused, a clear bell suddenly rang outside.

Then, the village collective loudspeaker sounded:
"Every member of the commune, please note that it is the spring plowing season. As the saying goes, the moisture varies from time to time, and the moisture does not come from time to time. In order to grasp the output and promote production, the brigade branch decided to work first and then eat."

"In order not to delay work, the masters of the village collective will deliver breakfast to the fields."

"Go to work!"

For a moment, the ups and downs of the voice seemed to pull people into a black and white movie from the 80s and [-]s.Wang Chengzhou blinked and lay motionless on the bed.

Still imagining that everything was just a weird dream.

"Go, wake that thing up!" An old man's hateful voice sounded in the yard, "It's time to start work, and you haven't gotten up yet."

"I can't earn a few bad work points all year round. If it weren't for the help of my family, I would be starving!"

"Hey, I'm afraid I won't be able to get a wife with you acting like this all day long."

Just when Wang Chengzhou was guessing what "that thing" was referring to, the door opened with a creak.

A half-grown girl blinked her big round eyes, stuck her head in and shouted: "Brother, our dad is calling you!"

"what?"

Wang Chengzhou turned his head and saw his younger sister Wang Aiduo lying on the door frame, unwilling to even step into the room. There was a hint of disgust on Guazi's face.

In early spring, she was only wearing a plaid sweater, which was a bit too big and didn't seem to fit her well.Moreover, it was probably washed too many times and the cuffs were loose.The neckline is loose, revealing the waistcoat made from a torn cotton-padded jacket underneath.

She has an oval face, willow eyebrows, and very beautiful facial features.

Especially a pair of big eyes, as if they can talk.

For example, at this moment, Wang Chengzhou read a sentence from her slightly glaring eyes, "If you don't do it again, I'll let dad beat you to death later!"

"What are you doing in the house? It's already noon if you linger any longer. This little grandson wants to be beaten!"

Outside the house, his father Wang Honghe's voice sounded again, and he was already impatient.

"Ouch, why are you shouting!" At this time, mother Li Yuzhu scolded her father, with a doting tone in her voice, "Three of us have to read and learn knowledge at night. If you stay up late with a light on, you should get up a little later."

"I heard from the brigade party secretary that the college entrance examination will be resumed at the end of the year, and we don't have many educated people in Wangjia Village."

"Maybe in the future, I hope that my three sons will help you, the old Wang family, to honor our ancestors, and you still scold him."

His father, Wang Honghe, snorted and said nothing.

When the little girl at the door heard this, she glanced up and down at the half-dead Wang Chengzhou, and suddenly turned around and said, "Mom, I can also be admitted to college, and I can also honor the ancestors of the old Wang family."

"Go! Go! Go!"

Her mother, Li Yuzhu, gave her a disgusted look and said in a tired voice: "San'er, are you up?"

"coming."

Wang Chengzhou took a deep breath, sat up suddenly, put on his shoes and walked out.

When passing by the door, he pushed his little sister Wang Aiduo on the head, and she was so angry that she kicked her over.

Pushan Township is located in the Central Plains, bordering the south, with mountains and water.

A family carrying shovels was walking on a small road in the countryside.

The sun in early spring has not yet risen, and the fields in the distance are white, as if there is a wall of fog.

The weeds on the roadside began to turn green, and a layer of silver-white dewdrops covered the cloth shoes, making them feel cold.

Groups of villagers gathered in the plot from all directions, usually in family units, in twos and threes.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing is the neat queue.

There are high-spirited young people inside, talking and laughing, and their energy is completely different from the honest and dull farmers.

The man is sunny and cheerful, and the woman is beautiful and handsome. Just looking at them makes people feel happy.

"Hey, Mom, who are they?"

Wang Chengzhou looked surprised.

"You silly kid, you don't care about anything except studying and working?" Li Yuzhu complained to his son, and explained: "They are educated youths who just arrived a few days ago. I heard they are from a big place. There is so much knowledge.”

"Then no matter how knowledgeable he is, can he be as knowledgeable as our Wang Xiucai?" Wang Aiduo, the younger sister, had a nagging look on her face and even winked, "Yes, third brother."

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