"Guo'er is fine. Just like before, her body is still too weak. Please don't exercise strenuously anymore. Go home and recuperate..."
Doctor Huang in the village shook his head and sighed.
Song Che, who was waiting by the bed, couldn't blame himself. He asked, "Doctor Huang, since your body is weak, why don't you prescribe some medicine to treat it?"
Doctor Huang glanced at Song Che, spread his hands, shook his head, sighed and walked out of the room without saying a word.
"Sister Guo..."
Guo'er woke up on the bed. She tugged on the corner of Guo Shuyun's clothes and called out weakly: "Don't blame Uncle Song. It's because Guo'er is not in good health and insists on doing gymnastics, which makes everyone lose their stories." …”
"Silly boy……"
Guo Shuyun sat down by the bed and stroked the little girl's head, "Don't worry, Uncle Kui will come back in a few days with medicinal materials, and your illness will be cured by then. Let's do gymnastics together, okay?" good?"
The little girl hummed obediently.
Guo Shuyun asked to have a good rest, and then exited the room with everyone.
"Kamba, in the past few days, I have asked the people in the kitchen to cook more meat soup to replenish Guo'er's health."
"Okay chief."
Gradually, the sun sets over the west mountain.
Song Che's guest room was on the same road as Guo Shuyun. The two of them walked silently in tandem, and the shadows in the afterglow stretched so long.
"Guo'er, she has no parents?" Song Che suddenly asked.
After a moment, Guo Shuyun replied calmly: "Most of the children you saw today are orphans from the Beiliang War. They were fostered in various families."
There was another moment of silence.
"You don't have any medicinal materials?" Song Che asked.
Guo Shuyun shook her head, but whispered: "Kui Jin will buy it back soon..."
But the market was bombed, and trade was bound to be affected. There was already a shortage of medicinal materials in the northwest, so where could he buy them?
"Actually, when I took those children to do gymnastics today, I found that their physical condition didn't seem to be very good. Have you ever thought that this was caused by other reasons?" Song Che asked.
Guo Shuyun turned around and stared at Song Che: "Why are you asking so many questions? Just do your own thing. You, an outsider, don't need to care about the things in the village."
"I just want to help these kids."
"You are our prisoner, why are you so kind?"
Since she asked this, Song Che didn't know how to answer. Indeed, it was really stupid for a person who was sold to take the initiative to help others count the money.
Return to the guest room.
Song Che silently wrote the "Three Character Classic" and "Nine-Nine Multiplication Tables" with pen and paper respectively. This is a promise to the children that must be fulfilled.
"Mr. Song, it's time for dinner."
Six of Hearts walked into the guest room with dinner, which came as standard with two pieces of flatbread and a bowl of meat soup.
Song Che concentrated on writing silently, and gently asked him to put it down.
Six of Hearts put down his dinner, but did not leave, standing quietly at the table.
Song Che glanced at the big man on the side with the corner of his eye. It was hard to feel comfortable with such a wall of flesh lying across here. He asked:
"Do you have anything else to do?"
The Six of Hearts' hemming and hawing look really didn't match his body shape. He took a deep breath and apologized:
"Last night I called Mr. Song 'boy'. I was offended. Please forgive me."
Song Che raised his eyebrows and smiled bitterly: "Your attitude suddenly changed so drastically. To be honest, I'm really not used to it."
The Six of Hearts said: "I am a rough person and can only roughly distinguish between good and bad. My brothers and I all believe that people who are good to children must be worthy of respect."
After hearing this, Song Che was really moved at all?
Guo Shuyun asked him before why he was so good to his children. At that time, he didn't know how to answer, but now he finally figured it out because he is the father of three children.
The more things people have, the stronger their sense of belonging will be, and the easier it will be for sand to get in their eyes.
"By the way, Brother Hongtao, how is the food situation in your village?" Song Che asked.
Six of Hearts said: "Sir, you also saw it today. We have fields, water, poultry, cattle and sheep. There is always no shortage of food, otherwise we would not give you meat soup every time."
That's very strange. The food is obviously so good, why is the child's health still so bad?
Song Che stared at the meat soup in the bowl, took a spoonful of it and put it into his mouth. The meat was fresh, but the taste was really unsatisfactory.
"The food you eat is the same as what I eat?"
"Everyone in the village is the same, including several heads of the family."
"Kosher salt?"
"How can you find fine salt in the northwest? I'm afraid you can only eat refined salt in big towns like Xiliang City."
"How coarse is your coarse salt?" Song Che asked again.
Six of Hearts pinched the knuckle of his little finger: "It's about this thick."
The little finger is so thick! How can you call it coarse salt? Is it dug directly from the mine?
Song Che seems to have discovered the problem!
"Come on, let's go to the kitchen and have a look!"
He wrapped the roll in the paper, stuffed it into his sleeve, and strode out of the room.
When I came to the kitchen, I opened the salt shaker and took a look. I saw irregular, light yellow crystals. Where is the salt here? It's clearly a salt mine!
Mineral salt is different from sea salt. It not only contains impurities but is also slightly toxic. It can be digested and decomposed by adults, but it will only get worse for children.
What’s so hard about refining and purifying?
"Four of Diamonds, Five of Clubs, go and find some quicklime for me. There should be some here, right?"
"Lime is everywhere, but Mr. Song, what do you want with this? Do you want to put it on the wall?"
"Just find it, it's about a pound."
It turns out that Song Che once refined table salt in Chenjiacun, but at that time, it was sea salt, which could be simply filtered and purified. This is mineral salt, with many more impurities. Calcium-containing substances such as quicklime and plant ash must be used to neutralize the precipitation. .
"Hearts, spades, don't be idle, crush all the coarse salt, the more crushed the better." Song Che greeted.
The remaining two brothers didn't ask any questions. They scattered three or four kilograms of coarse salt and smashed it with a big knife, breaking it into pieces.
Song Che took a basin, filled half of it with warm water, poured coarse salt into it, stirred quickly to decompose the coarse salt, and got a basin of light yellow salt water.
"Look, this is the salt you eat. It's dirtier than the water I wash my feet with. How can the children not get sick after eating it?" Song Che pointed to the salt water in the basin and asked the two brothers:
"Do you have gauze, fine cloth, wrapping cloth, the kind used for sifting tofu residue?"
The two brothers looked at each other and shook their heads. Six of Hearts tugged at the skirt of his clothes and said bitterly: "We all wear coarse clothes here."
Song Che glanced at the brocade robe on his body and sighed. He was kidnapped here. He only had such good clothes, but he couldn't care about so much.
"Stab it!"
He ruthlessly tore off his brocade robe, took out a porcelain jar, lined the mouth of the jar with brocade cloth, called for help from the Six of Hearts, and began to filter the crude brine.
