He Siwei thought that he would have to remind Wang Jianguo next time he wrote that it was best to prepare in advance for the flood control at the new farm.
In fact, she knew that it was useless to write letters. People were engaged in land reclamation and production for the new farms. As for the flood control embankment, she remembered that it was not really resolved until 1976.
He Siwei stood by the river and washed her face. The position she chose was blocked by a large piece of weeds, just for the convenience of wiping herself.
Since returning from fighting in Shenyang, she could still find time to wipe herself at the farm. After being taken to the camp headquarters, there was no water to wipe her body or even wash her face.
In the past few days, I had to beg for water to drink on the road, let alone wash my hands.
She simply wiped her body with the fastest movement. It was no longer sticky and she felt relaxed.
She also changed her clothes into clean ones, washed the dirty clothes, put them on the ox cart, and could dry them in a whole morning.
There was only one bucket in the car, but the four of them also had military kettles and a thermos bottle, all filled with water. It turned out that the battalion headquarters was more than 300 kilometers away from the Xinjian Farm camp, and the breeding farm was more than 100 kilometers north of Xinjian Farm. After all, they still had more than 150 kilometers to go, and it would take them three days at the fastest to get there. The water was enough.
And if you keep going north, there should be no shortage of water up there.
The four of them continued on the road. After drinking enough water and washing themselves, the weather was sunny and He Siwei was in a good mood.
Duan Chunrong and Zhang Hong took good care of her and Lao Shen along the way. They only let them drive the cattle cart. The two of them went down to drive the cattle. In order to thank them, He Siwei repaid each other with food. When washing up today , she opened the bag Wang Jianguo gave her. There were two bundles of noodles, each weighing five kilograms, a bag of dried meat, two boxes of canned meat, two bags of milk powder, and some commonly used antipyretic pills. , He Siwei did not take a closer look, these were all wrapped in a new blanket.
They are all daily necessities and the most needed things.
The oxcart moved faster than the herd. When He Siwei stopped for them and waited for Duan Chunrong and the others, he took advantage of this time to dig some wild vegetables and put them in the teapot when cooking noodles at night.
When Duan Chunrong and Zhang Hong were grazing cattle, they also picked up two nests of wild duck eggs. He Siwei cooked them and ate them on the road the next day.
Three days later, the four people looked at the cattle on the grass and knew that they had finally arrived at the breeding farm. There were more than 200 livestock in the breeding farm, more than 150 cattle, and more than 50 horses.
The cattle pens and stables here are very simple, surrounded by wooden piles. There is no shelter around the wooden piles. The people on the breeding farm live in the middle of the cattle pens and stables. The houses made of mud have no doors or windows.
There were a few old cattle grazing not far away. The cattle were very thin and looked lackluster.
There are only eight people in the breeding farm. Counting He Siwei and the others, there are twelve people.
The eight people looked listless, both humans and animals were skinny and skinny.
After getting off the road, we walked only about ten meters to the barracks. The dirt road was muddy and there were many blisters. We all walked to the door of the barracks and saw that the inside of the barracks was full of mud.
He Siwei couldn't help but frown.
Although it didn't rain, the place was so dirty and messy. He Siwei understood that it was because he raised so many cows and horses, but he still couldn't accept it for a while.
There are eight people on the farm, seven of whom have not returned from grazing cattle and horses. Only the older Zhou Yong, 32 years old, a professor at a university in Shanghai, has not gone to graze cattle these days because he has been sick.
He was very happy to see Shen Hongwen. He coughed before he could speak.
Shen Hongwen pulled him to sit on a piece of wood aside, "How many days have you been coughing? What are the symptoms?"
While talking, he checked Zhou Yong's pulse and told them the circumstances of their arrival.
Zhou Yong coughed violently for a while, and blood surged from his face. Compared with his sallow complexion just now, he looked a little more angry.
He said he got caught in the rain while grazing cattle a few days ago, and then developed a fever and cough. Others saw his condition and asked him to rest in the camp.
When the two of them were talking, He Siwei and the others were also sitting on the bullock cart. The place was dirty and messy, and there was not even a place to get down. At this time, they didn't understand the situation here. While Lao Shen and the others were chatting, they could also Find out first.
After checking his pulse, Shen Hongwen frowned tightly and said, "Have you had a recurring fever these past few days?"
Zhou Yong said that he only had a fever at night, a severe cough, and chest pain. "Your boss is finally back. Can you tell me what medicine to prescribe?"
"It's not your job to prescribe medicine. I think I'm afraid I already have pneumonia, so I still need to go to the hospital for treatment."
Zhou Yong said, "Which hospital should you go to with this broken body? Just wait and see and treat it."
Some words are hard to say, but Zhou Yong has already expressed them with his attitude.
For people like them, let alone going to the hospital when they are sick, it is impossible to go to the camp headquarters to get some medicine.
In the past, when Old Shen was here, they didn't have to hold up when they were sick. Since Old Shen left last year, they can only hold up when they are sick and resign themselves to fate.
Lao Shen didn't dissuade him and looked at He Siwei on the ox cart, "Siwei, what medicine do you have over there?"
He Siwei said wait a minute. She opened the bag Wang Jianguo gave her, rummaged through it, and took out a bag of Qingjin anti-cough and phlegm pills. When they were useless, she jumped off the muddy ground. Duan Chunrong took them, jumped off the bullock cart, and turned around to hand them over. In the hands of Lao Shen.
Shen Hongwen nodded and handed it to Zhou Shou, "Eat this first, and then I'll make some soup for you."
Zhou Yong's hands trembled slightly, "Old Shen, thank you...cough cough cough."
"What are you all thanking for together? You take the medicine first and have a good rest." Old Shen got up and looked at He Siwei again.
He Siwei took out a bag of milk powder from her bag without him asking. This time she got out of the car and handed it to Zhou Yong, "The body's resistance is not up, and the disease cannot be cured. Take medicine and drink some milk powder."
Zhou Yong was busy refusing. These medicines were already very valuable, mainly because they were unavailable. The little girl not only got the medicines, but also milk powder. How could Zhou Yong bear such a favor?
He Siwei stuffed it into his arms and said, "Take it, everyone who can help at this time will help."
Shen Hongwen also said, "Siwei is my god-granddaughter. Just keep it if I give it to you."
Only then did Zhou Yong accept it.
Duan Chunrong went to boil hot water, and He Siwei also asked Zhou Yong how he lived in the camp.
After Zhou Yong found out that He Siwei was Lao Shen's god-granddaughter, the feeling of alienation disappeared. He looked at her with loving eyes as he looked at a younger member of his family, and told her about the situation on the breeding farm.
There are only two rooms in the camp, one is used for cooking and the other is used for living. Usually the cattle are left outside for several days without coming back, so the camp is no different from living outside in the open air.
Zhou Yong asked He Siwei to clean up the house where the cooking was done. She was the only lesbian here, so she could live there by herself and move the cooking pot to their house.
