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

Chapter 42 Helping His Sorrow
After sending Chen Weihong away, Wang Chengzhou suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

This man likes to be serious. After listening to his request, he probably tried every means to get three industrial coupons.

As mentioned before, in those years, industrial vouchers were issued in quotas based on the salary ratio of urban workers.

It's about 20 yuan, give one.

At that time, the salary of a regular employee was only 36 yuan a month.

Therefore, there is a folk saying of "Long live thirty-six yuan".

As for apprentices, it would be good if they could get two or three industrial vouchers a year.

But this thing is very important.

There was a popular vocabulary in the 70s called "three turns and one sound", which were: bicycle, sewing machine, watch, and radio.

No matter which one, you have to hold industrial coupons in your hand to buy it.

If someone in the village buys a brand-name bicycle, it will be even more prestigious than buying a car now.

Because it not only represents financial resources, but also a symbol of status and status.

The price of a large permanent car is between 180-200 yuan and requires about ten industrial coupons.

For farmers who only earn 5 cents per day for a day's work, this is really out of reach.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Honghe came back from outside.

Today is Qingming Festival and I have to visit the grave.

I went to the village and broke off a willow branch and asked Wang Chengzhou to take it and insert it in the old cemetery. The family knelt down in front of the grave and cried a few times.

Wang Aiduo is also a fool.

Kneeling in front of the graves of my ancestors, I didn't even know how to cry, and I didn't care at all.

If Li Yuzhu hadn't raised his voice to hold up the scene, he would have been laughed at.

Seeing Wang Honghe tilting his head to stare at her.

Si Ya pouted and had to grab the ground with her head, stuck her butt out and howled twice.

The little feet with no place to rest revealed her inner perfunctoryness.

"You girl, why are you so subtle? Don't you know how to show off?"

On the way back, Li Yuzhu blew her nose, wiped it on the tree trunks on the roadside, and scolded her.

"Then Wang Chengzhou didn't cry, you just talked about me!"

Si Ya was a little unconvinced.

Seeing Wang Chengzhou staring at him, he laughed so hard that he wanted to kick him.

"How can a man be like our daughter? Men don't shed tears lightly, don't you know? When we meet something innocent, that's when our daughter shows her full potential. It doesn't matter whether it's true or not. The more painful she cries, the more filial she will be!"

"I'm telling you, do you hear me?"

"Whenever you encounter trouble in the future, don't act like a stupid turtle dove and stick your head out to make people laugh!"

Li Yuzhu scolded her like a barrage of words.

Si Ya didn't dare to talk back, she lowered her head and sulked.

In fact, Wang Chengzhou didn't feel much sadness in his heart.

My grandparents passed away early, and I haven’t seen them since I can remember.

To him they are just two symbols.

Wang Aiduo is even worse. He has no idea what they look like.

In those days, life was so difficult that my grandparents didn’t even have a black and white photo left.

The annual ancestor worship should be a moment of remembrance.

After leaving his old grave, Wang Chengzhou made a special trip home.Sneakily holding a bag of things, he hurried to the back mountain.

It was supposed to be half an hour already, so Luan Hongying should be waiting for her at the top of the mountain.

But it wasn't until the sun set that we saw the big yellow dog.

Wang Wang Wang!
When Dahuang saw Wang Chengzhou, he came up to him with his tail wagging, and called back a few times.

Then, Luan Hongying walked out of the flowers with a surprised look on her face.

"Senior sister, why did you come to pick me up? If I can't wait for you, I'm going to fight that beast to the death."

"clear……"

Listening to his complaints, Luan Hongying pointed to the mountain behind.

"Going to the graves during the Qingming Festival, right? It won't take a day. By the way, are you going today too?"

"Um……"

Luan Hongying lowered her head and walked in front.

Sure enough, my mood was much lower than yesterday.

No one spoke again until they reached the hut.Seeing Wang Chengzhou's figure, Luan Xiuwu's eyes flashed with relief.

Obviously, he admires his behavior of keeping his promise.

"Senior sister, I have to continue acupuncture today."

Wang Chengzhou greeted Lao Luantou and started to prepare things.

Luan Hongying stood with her head lowered and did not move.

"Come on, let's pierce the inner point first."

Wang Chengzhou held her wrist, but felt obvious resistance.Looking at the sadness on her face, my heart sank.

Seeing this situation, Old Luan Tou sighed and sat down with his rickets.

He seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

After hesitating for a while, he said with red eyes:

"Chengzhou, if not, let's forget it today."

"I just went to the mountains. Xiao Hongying feels bad. Let her take it easy."

"It's getting late, you go back first."

As if being infected by the grandfather and grandson, Wang Chengzhou's mood became much heavier. He forced a smile and said, "In that case, let me talk to senior sister for a while."

Luan Xiuwu hesitated to speak, knowing that he meant well.

However, with the current state of my granddaughter, how can she have the time to laugh with you, a brat like you?

"Senior sister, when I was reading a book yesterday, I saw a very interesting story called "Xie Duo: Rabbit Pregnancy". Do you want to listen to it?"

Wang Chengzhou leaned over and said with a smile.

Luan Hongying shook her head.

Sitting on the bluestone, looking at the clear stream in a daze, resting his chin on his head, motionless.

Gee.

I had no choice but to resort to a trick.

Alternate treatment plan, start!
Wang Chengzhou ran to the bluestone and sat down next to her, dangling the black cloth bag in his hand, "Senior sister, do you want to know what's inside?"

Luan Hongying was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Do you still remember the Xinyi flower petals I asked you to collect for me the night before yesterday?"

"At that time, you were still very curious."

"Now, let me reveal the answer!"

Wang Chengzhou babbled and suddenly opened the black cloth bag.

Exquisite little lotus-shaped lanterns were exposed inside, all flattened and folded together, like small paper boats.

After two days of drying in the shade, the Xinyi flower petals have indeed become as textured as rice paper, and are unusually light in the hand.

Wang Chengzhou took out one, opened it, and played with the butter-stained cotton wool inside.

Then, he took out a match, stung it, and lit it.

Place gently on water.

dusk.

Suddenly, a ball of orange light lit up in the dark mountain stream.

The wick wrapped in butter was not very stable and swayed left and right when the wind blew.

The warm light floats on the water, moving left and right.

From time to time, the mottled moss on the boulders is reflected.

As soon as Wang Chengzhou let go, the river lantern went downstream, along the clear stream, through several bends, and disappeared into the depths of the green mountain forest.

Finally, Luan Hongying raised her head and watched blankly as the light gradually moved away and disappeared into the darkness.

Inexplicably, a strange feeling came to my heart.

distant.

pathos.

Meaningful.

Unconsciously, it reminds people of the long river of life and the lives that drift with the current in the long river.

Somehow, Luan Hongying stood upright, with crystal tears slowly sliding down her cheeks.

The resentment accumulated in the past seemed to have found an outlet to vent, and merged into the stream drop by drop.

　Thank you, Brother Qi Wu, for the reward!

　　Thank you for the reward, Brother Zejuganas!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)