Yingbao was also busy preparing medicine pills for her father and the others.
This pill is actually made by steaming jujube paste, red bean paste and wheat flour, kneading it into small balls about the size of bird eggs, and mixing it with Wudingzhi.
I made fifty in total, enough for my dad to take one pill every day, and some left over for my uncles.
On the day of work, before dawn, the villagers came to Jiang Sanlang's house carrying shovels, chisels and backpacks, and some carried loads on their shoulders, to invite him to go with them.
Jiang Sanlang also carried a load on his shoulder, and placed his tools and bedding on it, then blended into the crowd with his older brothers who were also carrying loads.
Yingbao got up early and stood at the gate with her mother to see her father off.
"Mom, where did Dad go to work as a river worker?" Yingbao asked.
Chunniang took her daughter back to the house and said, "I heard it was Simen Town, dozens of miles away." She didn't know where exactly.
River workers are not sure of the exact location. A river section is more than ten or twenty miles from one end to the other. River workers dig channels and pick up river mud on both sides of the river bank to clear silt.
After finishing this section of the river, we have to go to the next place.
"Bao'er, you should sleep a little longer." Chunniang said, "It will be a while before dawn."
"Yeah." Yingbao climbed onto the kang, took off her cotton clothes, and got into A Niang's bed.
The cotton quilt is really warm, I don’t want to get out after lying in it.
At this moment, the two younger brothers were sleeping alone in another quilt, snoring.
Yingbao was very happy that she could finally sleep with her mother today.
Chunniang lay down on the kang, hugged her daughter in her arms, and said with a smile: "Baoer hasn't been this close to mother for a long time."
Yingbao rubbed her mother: "Because Bao'er has grown up."
"Yes, my baby is almost four years old in the blink of an eye." This is her age in actual years. If calculated by her lunar age, her baby Yingbao will be five years old after the Chinese New Year.
The mother and daughter snuggled up to each other and fell asleep before they knew it.
The next morning, Yingbao still had to go to school.
Erni and Huzi came over to call her.
"Yingbao, Chen Zhao didn't come to school yesterday."
Erni has been keen on talking about all kinds of gossip lately, "My husband said she won't come again."
Yingbao was not surprised at all.
Han suddenly sent Chen Zhao here with ulterior motives. Now that her hopes have been dashed, she will definitely not allow Chen Zhao to go to school again.
That short-sighted woman, apart from wanting to have a son all day long, is full of viciousness in her heart.
But she never thought that she was cruel. Instead, she felt aggrieved and thought that everyone owed her and everyone had let her down. She beat her children because they made her upset and they deserved it.
"Also, big brother talked about his wife." Erni chattered as she walked.
Yingbao blinked, "Which one are you talking about?"
"It seems to be from Chujia Village." Erni said, "I heard from my aunt that my eldest cousin will go to see him tomorrow."
Jiang Cheng is already sixteen years old during the Chinese New Year, so he should indeed be called a wife.
When they arrived at the school, Erni and Huzi went to the next classroom, while Yingbao still attended classes with sister Wenshu. However, there was another person, Wen Hengyin, today.
Wen Hengyin had started school at an early age, but because he refused to study seriously, his parents deliberately put him in Class B to receive primary education with other children who had just started school.
But during this period, he suddenly became determined to improve himself, so Mrs. Wen called him back to Class A to study medical classics with Yingbao.
"Now that we have finished studying the Neijing, today we are providing free medical consultation to the villagers. This is a good opportunity for me to see how well you have learned."
Xiao Zhenniang said, "I have already told the village chief, he will ask the villagers to come over to see us, and then set up a table in the thatched shed at the door. After taking the pulse, I have some cold-dispelling soup here, which can be given to the people who come to see the doctor for free."
Yingbao opened her eyes wide when she heard that.
She can actually take people's pulse and diagnose patients
Although she knew this was just a simulated consultation, she would definitely seize this rare opportunity to gain more practical experience.
The three of them excitedly carried the tables and chairs to the thatched shed in front of the school entrance.
At this moment, the shed has been surrounded by cloth to keep out the wind and cold, leaving only one entrance and exit.
After putting all the items for diagnosis in place, the three little men lined up and sat behind three tables, waiting for the "patients" to come.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the voices of the clan leader and Madam Wen greeting each other were heard outside, and then several people walked in.
Madam Wen was in front, followed by the clan leader and Chen Cun, and there were several elderly men following behind them.
Yingbao was a little nervous. She stood up with Wen Shu and Wen Hengyin, saluted the visitor, and then sat down again to take their pulses one by one.
Before taking the patient's pulse, Yingbao will observe the patient's complexion, the color of the whites of his eyes, lips and tongue, and whether his cheeks and eyelids are swollen.
If everything is normal, it means that the person is not seriously ill.
Then take the pulse again.
Yingbao was the first one to take the pulse of the clan leader.
Take the pulse with three fingers and feel that the pulse is fluent, smooth, calm, gentle and strong. This is a normal pulse, indicating that the patriarch is in good health.
After taking the pulse, Yingbao wrote down the pulse condition and left it for Mrs. Wen to check again.
Next is Muramasa Chen Sanyou.
His pulse is as tight as a string, the pulse shape is straight and long, the pulse force is strong, the pulse channel is hard, rising and falling straight, it is a string pulse.
People with this kind of pulse usually suffer from excessive liver qi and weak stomach qi.
Yingbao wrote it down truthfully, and at the end she said, "Does Grandpa Muramasa have a bitter taste in his mouth every morning? You should eat less sweets and rice, and drink more tea to stay healthy."
Chen Sanyou was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are worthy of being the young doctor in our village. You can diagnose this? Yes, I like sweets the most. I feel bitter in my mouth every morning when I wake up."
Ying Bao said seriously: "Eating too much sweets will damage your spleen and stomach. If you continue to eat, your liver fire will become more intense, your meridians will become more rigid, and eventually you will have a stroke."
Chen Sanyou nodded and said, "I will listen to Doctor Yingbao. I will eat less sweet food in the future."
My son recently planted golden ear mushrooms, and he often cooked some to eat, adding maltose to it. As a result, the bitter taste in his mouth became more severe, and sometimes his fingers felt stiff and numb.
Mrs. Wen took Chen Sanyou's pulse again and found that it was similar to what Yingbao had written, so she nodded.
Next, Yingbao saw a few more patients. These people all had some problems to varying degrees, but they were not serious.
Soon the morning passed, and the people who came to watch the fun and see the doctors went home one after another, and the three young doctors also packed up their stalls and went back.
Yingbao gained a lot from this free clinic, more than she gained from reading the entire Su Wen.
Therefore, doctors cannot always read books, but must put their knowledge into practice and combine it with their own experience to diagnose the cause of the disease.
Unfortunately, she had not yet learned the prescriptions and medicines and did not know how to treat the disease.
Wen Shu and Wen Hengyin also gained a lot. The three of them chattered about the pulse conditions they encountered and speculated on what disease the person had.
When she returned home at noon, Yingbao was completely immersed in her pulse-feeling and did not notice that someone was secretly hiding behind the haystack and peeping at her.
Erni and Huzi sent Yingbao home and then went back to their uncle's house for dinner.
As Yingbao entered the yard, she saw her two younger brothers running over and showing their sister a few large words in their hands.
"Not bad, not bad. You two are really smart. I'll take you to go deer riding later." Ying Bao touched her two brothers' heads and praised them, "It's better than what I wrote originally."
The two younger brothers grinned and ran back to the house happily, holding the crooked crab claw words.
They want to write a few more for their sister to see.
Yingbao rubbed her eyes and sighed.
Alas, raising my younger brother is a long and arduous journey.