Portable space in the 60s

Chapter 1 1969 years

The plan of a year is in the spring, and the plan of a day is in the morning.

In the March day in the north of Huaguo, it is still cold and steep in the morning and evening.

Around five o'clock, the sky outside was still gloomy, and the sound of a rooster crowing "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Take a breath.

The light in the room was still dim, and through the wooden boards, I could hear my parents talking on the next bed.

Tang Bao's father's voice was very gentle and soft: "Susu, you sleep for a while, it's not yet dawn, I'll borrow the captain's bicycle to go to the black market in the city to exchange tickets, and you take Abao to the clinic for me Take a look, eat something good for lunch, and cook dinner when I come back."

He is a barefoot doctor in the Chen Lian brigade, and the brigade specially gave him a vacant room next to the commune as a clinic, but western medicine is too expensive, and most of the people who come to see the doctor beg him to use the traditional Chinese medicine prepared by their husband and wife.

In this way, they not only have ten centimeters per day, but also sell some herbs.

No, it cannot be said to be sold now, it should be exchanged.

Su Su's voice was very soft and sweet: "Okay, you have to be careful, I'll get up and cook you some breakfast."

"Don't," Tang Mingyuan quickly refused, "I'll get a fever. You should have a fever. You'd better lie down for a while."

Tang Bao also wanted to go to the city, so he slowly lifted off the dusty quilt, picked up an old green loose muslin jacket that was slightly whitish, and put it on.

Others can put it on in one minute, but it took her ten minutes.

Su Su came in and saw that her daughter was already up, and praised her with a smile: "Baby is so good, you wake up so early, wait for your next mother to take you to the clinic, okay?"

She is only 38 years old this year. The high fever a few days ago made her face a little yellow and her body a little thin. At this time, she was wearing a thin gray padded jacket and blue trousers. Although the old ones were faded, they were clean and tidy.

She looked at her daughter with a smile on her face, but there were a few smile lines at the corners of her eyes, but her willow eyebrows were picturesque, and her almond eyes were full of autumn water, which made her look extraordinarily beautiful.

If Tang Bao was eight years old this year, he would be happy to hear this compliment, but it would be a bit depressing to hear her.

Tang Bao walked towards her slowly, and called out, "Mom, I want to comb... my hair."

After speaking, she found that she was speaking slowly, and she almost pissed herself off.

Su Su gently took her daughter's hand and went outside: "Okay, Mom will braid your hair."

She brought a wooden comb, quickly tied two braids for her daughter, and passed a hot towel to her daughter. Watching her slowly rubbing her face, she felt a little anxious. Her daughter is eighteen years old this year, and she looks pretty. Yes, how good-looking she is, but after she had an illness when she was young...

As a result, she still speaks slowly and acts slowly. She is a famous "fool" in the nearby brigade. What will she do in the future?

Tang Mingyuan was of medium height, with wheat-colored skin. Although his eyebrows and eyes were ordinary, his phoenix eyes were extraordinarily bright and lively.

He turned on the fire nimbly, cooked half a pot of gnocchi soup made of cornmeal and white flour, put in the wild vegetables dug up yesterday when it was almost cooked, finally picked up the lard jar, spooned a spoonful of lard into the As soon as it is stirred in the pot, the aroma is instantly tangy.

This is a very good breakfast. The ordinary people in the Chen Lian brigade are reluctant to put so much oil. They can eat steamed buns or wild vegetable dumplings at most in the morning. Cook a pot of wild vegetable soup. If you are not hungry, you will be very hungry. alright.

The weather was gloomy, and a loud and noisy tweeter sounded: "Comrades, everyone must actively participate in productive labor, work hard, work harder, and work hard for a bumper summer harvest..."

The high-pitched speakers played the words of going all out to produce, and when they reached Tang Bao's house, which was a bit remote, the sound of the speakers was a bit fuzzy, but not harsh.

Tang Bao also ate very slowly. Seeing that they were almost finished eating, he hurriedly said, "Dad, I, I want to go with you, too."

"This?" Tang Mingyuan hadn't finished speaking when a woman shouted anxiously outside: "Sister-in-law Tang, are you at home?"

Su Su put down the bowl and walked out. It was the daughter-in-law of the Jia family who she knew. She covered her belly with her hand, blushed, looked at her shyly, and leaned close to her like a thief and said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law Susu, mine is here, not many, but my stomach hurts."

Traditional Chinese medicine is not advocated now, and it is considered to be something of the old society. However, Western medicine in the country is not only expensive, but also very rare. In the end, everyone tacitly acquiesces to the existence of Chinese medicine.

Especially Chen Lian's brigade was in a remote area, surrounded by mountains, so the whole brigade kept secrets about the Tang family couple, for fear that they would be snatched away by other brigades or forced to leave.

After all, everyone will get sick, and no one wants to embarrass the Tang family, but treat them very favorably in terms of centimeters.

Su Su pulled her into the small room next to the herbal medicine, and after feeling her pulse, she whispered with a smile on her face: "Good thing, sister, you have a child, pay attention these two days, don't do heavy work, it's best to be careful." Lie down, and I'll prescribe you two pills."

"Really?" Her big eyes were instantly filled with joyful light. Seeing her nodding her head affirmatively, tears flowed from her eyes. She touched her stomach and said with a choked voice, "Sister-in-law, give me some more greeting cards." Fetal medicine, right? I only have one daughter, so nothing can happen to the baby in my stomach..."

"Okay," Su Su told her some things to pay attention to patiently and meticulously, wrapped six patches of medicine in mulberry paper and handed them to her, and said with a smile, "Go back and drink the medicine and lie down first, the day after tomorrow will be sure." Well, if you feel uncomfortable, just come to me."

Outside, Jia Bowen also came. Hearing that his daughter-in-law was pregnant, he rubbed his big hands and couldn't help but thank him: "Thank you Mrs. Tang, how much is it?"

Su Su knew that if she said too little, they would worry about whether the antinatal drug was not good enough. Thinking of the conditions of their family, she said calmly, "Two yuan, and ten eggs and five catties of corn flour. "

Now the workers in the textile factory only have 35 yuan, and the brigade is all collectivized. The best man who works every day is only counted [-] centimeters.

However, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, and relying on the water to eat the water, many people secretly went to the mountains to hunt, go into the water to fish, and sell them on the black market in the city, and they can also exchange some money, or cloth tickets, soap tickets and so on.

With a smirk, he replied, "Okay, I'll send it over soon."

He took the medicine bag from his daughter-in-law, looked at her cautiously, and even lowered his voice: "Lie down when you get home, and I will ask my mother to cook a bowl of egg custard for you."

The little daughter-in-law of the Jia family also let out a sigh of relief, and followed the man away shyly.

Su Su went back to the kitchen and saw that he had finished eating, but he was still sitting there with his daughter, watching her drink the soup slowly, and was about to say something when she heard anxious shouts from outside.

"Brother Tang, are you at home? Hurry up and show my second dog. What's wrong with his hand? It hurts when you touch it, and you know it's naughty every day..."

"Here we come," Tang Mingyuan smiled when he saw his daughter looking up at him, "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

I walked out quickly with my daughter-in-law, and looked at the black and thin little boy who was only seven or eight years old, half of his face was swollen, his hands were scratched, blood was flowing, and his nose and tears were covered with tears from crying because of the pain. The old cotton-padded jacket that was washed white and mended and seamed was torn in several pieces, exposing the gray clumped old cotton, crying and crying in pain.

Chrysanthemum looked at her naughty son, she was really angry, hated and distressed: "Brother Tang, show him quickly, this disobedient bastard, he climbed trees early in the morning to dig out bird eggs, and accidentally fell from the tree fell down."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, children are not naughty." Tang Mingyuan looked at the wound carefully, and asked him, "Er Gouzi, tell Uncle Yuan where it hurts?"

Er Gouzi cried, "It's just that my hand hurts and I can't lift it up. Uncle Yuan, is my hand broken?"

Tang Mingyuan suddenly pressed and pinched Er Gouzi's wrist, and there was a light click, and Er Gouzi screamed "Oh", "Mom, it hurts me to death."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, it's healed." Tang Mingyuan gently comforted the crying child, and then said to Chrysanthemum, "He's dislocated. Be careful with your hands these few days, and don't carry heavy things."

Er Gouzi raised his uninjured hand, wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve, then moved his injured hand carefully, smiling through his tears: "It really doesn't hurt anymore."

Chrysanthemum is full of thanks. She is 35 years old this year. She is black and thin and short. She gave birth to three daughters before. This is the only son. In order to support her, she named her Er Gouzi.

Tang Mingyuan checked him carefully again, and comforted him gently: "Okay, there's nothing else to do, just scratch the skin, I'll wipe him with red potion first, and then boil some herbal medicine into water Just give him two more bowls."

He turned around and smiled at Su Su who was beside him: "You give some commelina and rejuvenation to sister-in-law Chrysanthemum."

"Hey." Su Su took a few herbs and tied them with a straw rope, handed them to the chrysanthemum, and said kindly: "Sister-in-law, divide it into two days and let him drink it as tea. It can reduce inflammation and swelling."

Hearing that his son is fine, he doesn't need to buy expensive and scary western medicine.

Only then did Chrysanthemum heave a sigh of relief, she reached out her hand to touch her pocket, and found that she came in a hurry, she was shy in her pocket, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sister Su Su, I didn't bring any money when I came out in a hurry, let the child bring it to you later, How much should it be?"

Su Su waved her hand and said very gently: "No need, there are not many herbs here."

Tang Mingyuan also said kindly: "Yes, sister-in-law Chrysanthemum, you don't have to be polite, it doesn't cost anything, it doesn't cost money."

"That won't work," Chrysanthemum thought for a while, and said simply, "I'll let my old Liu work today and credit it to your centimeter."

After finishing speaking, he took his son's uninjured hand, turned around and left in a hurry, and said with no refusal: "Then it's settled."

"Then thank you sister-in-law and Brother Liu." Tang Mingyuan didn't refuse. He walked in and saw that his daughter had finished eating, and she was standing quietly by the door. Her moist almond eyes looked at him with a smile, which made him feel distressed. .

Both himself and Su Su knew a little bit about medicine, but they couldn't even cure their only daughter, which made him depressed just thinking about it.

He couldn't bear to see his daughter's disappointed eyes, and asked with a smile: "Bao'er wants to go, then wait for Dad to take you there."

Tang Bao listened and gave him a sweet smile with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)