"You're here again."
Song Sancheng looked at her unbearably: "You think whatever you want to say, as if you can turn over all the land in our house in one day... You should take a break!"
At this moment, the land on the mountain has not been fully cultivated, but the plans for planting this and that have all come out. No wonder Professor Song was reluctant to leave when he saw her -
Other people's farming is not like her, hammering here and there, wanting everything!
If Yanran and others were to talk about it, they could publish several papers, and the species are so rich.
Song Tan thought to himself: I could have finished translating it in one day!
But nowadays…
"Okay." She gave in willingly, and couldn't help savoring the dried pumpkins.
It’s spicy and tangy, with a little chewiness and the sweet aroma of pumpkin, it’s really delicious!
"Mom, why don't we plant a few more acres of land next year and just sell this."
Zhang Yanping asked curiously.
However, the room was filled with smoke, and the strong smell of wormwood was a bit choking. Sitting on the stool in the middle was a boy about eight or four years old.
It was not until a while later that Song Tan stuffed the moxa stick into the stainless steel tube and tightened the lid. Then he watched the big boy spit out the garlic slices and rubbed your cheeks:
Given Guo Dong's personality, if it were at that time, he would probably have thought of dozens of things to plant, and whether he would get the chance to plant mugwort was another matter.
As Song Tan spoke, he looked at the cabinet where the moxa sticks were kept, feeling very happy:
While there are laughter and joy at home, Zhang Yanping is walking on the road, already diligently starting to think about how to tell fans during Qiao Qiao's live broadcast that gifts will be given to the top three on the list
After hearing this, Song Tan was envious: "Giving away moxa sticks! That's really rare!"
"Grandma! You are coughing!"
What's more, the elderly love to turn on the air conditioner. When we are outside the city, if we turn on the air conditioner, not to mention the children, even the little ones will suffer.
Bian Xingqian touched Lengtan's ear and said in a daze: "Bad, ask him for him."
"You heard it, you heard it!"
You have done moxibustion for others before, but the effect was not immediate. It always takes some time.
Zhang Yanping stared at Song Tan's round and rough toenails, and couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.
He just looked at me without any expectation: "You have also taught me some knowledge. I can't ask you any questions before. But can you help ask Bian Xing and give you two moxa sticks separately?"
"Okay, no." The eldest girl's illness had not been long, and Song Tan tried his best to cure it slowly.
"Come on, open your mouth a little and stick out your tongue..."
"Do you still want to cough? Does your stomach still hurt?"
Zhang Yanping was mumbling, but she saw her aunt took out her phone and said, "Doctor Guo, thank him. Please transfer the money to him! But putting it under the tongue is too bad. I will bother him again tomorrow."
Zhang Yanping sighed: "Let's talk about it next year."
When I said that, I didn't know why my ears were slightly hot.
"Not a bit tired."
"Next year, you must tell Guo Dong to plant less mugwort. Mugwort sticks are really useless."
That acupuncture point...
"You are going to give a gift to Qiao Qiao's fans, not moxa sticks. We all seem to have poor sleep or insomnia for a long time, so I want to ask him, before receiving the moxa sticks, which acupoints can be moxibustioned to help sleep?"
The older girl was quite obedient. After hearing that, she didn't hum at all. She just gripped the edge of the stool with both hands, and tried hard to let out an "ah" and stuck out her tongue far away.
In your eyes at this moment, the moxa stick is really the worst thing, and you answered with all your heart and soul at that time—
Zhang Yanping recognized the white round piece only then - was it a slice of garlic
This aunt was rubbing moxa sticks outside Guo Dong's yard in the afternoon! She came over at that time, and she brought her big child with her. She was really slow!
"Tired?"
However, Song Tan couldn't tell anything from my pale skin.
"Your mother heard from someone that the child stayed outside the air-conditioned room for too long, but it's so cold now that it's impossible to survive even if the air conditioner is turned on. The only choice is to send the child to grandma's house."
Song Tan nodded: "Before the eldest girl had a fever a while ago, she had been coughing all the time. She had finished several bottles of cough syrup, and the doctor told her to drink more."
The older boy said aggrievedly.
Bian Xing smiled and just brushed you off because you were a big kid: "The effect is not good. The moxa sticks were not dry enough. It's too long for one time today. He should come again tomorrow morning at that time to cure the disease completely."
"Okay, okay!" Wu Lan promised her repeatedly: "Sell it, sell it next year!"
The older boy nodded and sat obediently on the stool for a while before waiting for the old lady to come out of the bathroom again.
But that reminded me of the main point of my visit, so I quickly asked:
Zhang Yanping also found it magical. At this moment, he and Song Tan completely ignored the teasing and gossipy look of his young aunt.
"Then do the moxibustion for 15 to 30 minutes. Keep a sealed bucket or something like that nearby. Whenever you feel sleepy, extinguish the moxa stick and go to sleep."
When the big boy made a sound, I thought he had been burned, so I took two steps back and heard Bian Xing encourage him: "If you have any problems, hold on for a while, or you will be fine."
You sit here, open your mouth slightly, and put a piece of white stuff under your tongue. Song Tanzhenggen holds this thick moxa stick like a magician, pressing it low, high, down, up and down under your tongue...
Of course I knew that it was a hand gesture in moxibustion, called "bird pecking", but it prevented me from concentrating on appreciating it for a while.
The other party was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly reacted -
The main thing is, each person only has one moxa stick, and the number of fans is hundreds of thousands, it’s really hard to explain!
As for next year’s affairs, we’ll talk about it next year.
He looked again and saw that he was wearing flip-flops, so he lifted his foot and stepped under the stool, pointing to the area in front of the nail of his little toe: "See it? It's right there, where the hairs on the toes grow. That's called Yinbai Point. He told us to just call it Ba Mao Point."
At that time, use half of the wormwood to make moxa sticks, and keep the other half to dry in the shade and store for eight years. If the medicinal properties are stronger and longer-lasting, you can buy it!
Compared with urban areas, rural areas are always worse.
Even though you don't have 70 sticks on your hand, the villagers come every now and then, so it will last for a long time. Ask Guo Dong, if you can have two less, the better.
When Song Tan called me, I finally reacted and said calmly: "That acupuncture point is quite difficult to remember. It is much easier to recognize than the eight yin points and the eight external points of the foot."
"You're coughing?"
"I am coughing, I am really coughing! It's useless!"
With so many entanglements in his mind, he was still frowning when he arrived at Dr. Guo's door.
"… That's a coincidence. Let's try moxibustion."
Not to mention, that posture looks pretty bad.