He didn't pay much attention to what was going on in the village.
In the following time, Qiao Nianyao continued to follow her master into the mountains to dig for medicinal materials and identify them.
Although no ginseng was found, Mr. Ma was really not too surprised.
However, I did not encounter ginseng, but I encountered Ganoderma lucidum.
There is no year for Ganoderma lucidum. Thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is all myth and legend.
There were quite a lot of Ganoderma lucidum found, and they were all connected, and they all looked very good. Of course, Old Man Ma was not polite, and he harvested the Ganoderma lucidum with his disciples.
"Master, can Ganoderma lucidum be brewed into wine?" Qiao Nianyao asked.
"Of course." Old Man Ma nodded, "The effect of Ganoderma lucidum wine is also very good, but these are not soaked in wine. They can be dried and used to make tea, and the effect is almost the same."
Of course Qiao Nianyao had no objection. In addition to going to the mountains to collect medicinal materials, she also brought home a lot of fungus from the mountains, which she dried and put away.
Since there was no shortage of food, I didn’t pick up many wild eggs. I just picked up a pound or two and kept them for eating. The rest were left to reproduce on their own.
If Song Qingfeng is not at home, everything in the house will be consumed slowly, but as long as he is at home, nothing can be stored and everything has to go into his stomach.
Especially after eating meat, because it consumes a lot of physical strength and energy, Qiao Nianyao doesn't want to lose out on her old cow, so she is very willing to eat it, and she doesn't even have enough eggs.
But now that no one is at home, the eggs have been saved.
Now I can still collect two eggs every day. The third chicken is still growing, but it will probably be able to lay eggs in less than two months.
After Song Qingfeng left home, Qiao Nianyao's life seemed to be back to what it was before he came back.
However, I used to go to work with the army, but now I ride my bicycle to the health center to work.
Aunt Song knew that her nephew had gone out, so she would come over every evening to chat with Qiao Nianyao, her niece-in-law.
After my nephew's leg recovered, the little old lady felt as if she had taken Shiquan Dabu Pills. She really felt much younger.
Even the children are no longer anxious to urge them, because they are all healed, and the children will come sooner or later. The more you urge them, the less likely they will come. Instead, they will just let nature take its course, and they will appear before you know it.
Qiao Nianyao was also not in a hurry. Wouldn't it be easy to get pregnant?
But she still wanted to enjoy the world of two people with Song Qingfeng again, and she was not in a hurry to get pregnant and give birth to a baby.
In the blink of an eye, it has been three days since Song Qingfeng left home.
Although Qiao Nianyao lived her life as usual, to be honest, she did think of Song Qingfeng.
After all, they had been sharing the same bed with her for several months since he came back, and every day there was this coquettish man in bed to tease her.
Until now, sleeping alone, can there be no gap?
It's just that Qiao Nianyao's adaptability has always been very good, and she just lives her life as usual.
She's not alone in this either.
Song Qingfeng is similar.
I have been missing my wife since I left home in the car.
In the past few months, I have been stuck with my wife day and night. Now that I come out of the house, I feel like something is missing.
I've never felt like this before, but now I do.
Song Qingfeng clearly realized that he already had his own weakness, and his wife was his weakness!
But although he was reluctant to give up, Song Qingfeng also knew what he should do.
If he wanted his wife and future children to live a good life, it would definitely not be possible to rely on a little work in the fields. It was not like he had never done it before, but God had to provide food for him to have food to eat.
If you think about it seriously, the people in the village have only had a few good years.
And the so-called good life means that I can barely avoid starving and don't have to dig tree bark to eat like before.
There is still a long way to go before we can eat well.
Song Qingfeng naturally has to fight for a job so that he can make money.
So after taking a bus to the provincial capital, I took a train from the provincial capital to the army.
When Song Qingfeng was sent back, there was really nothing he could do about it.
After he came to serve as a soldier, his commander took a fancy to him and promoted him.
If someone hadn't promoted him, how could he, a peasant soldier, have risen to the level of battalion commander so quickly?
But if someone wants to promote him, he must have that ability. If he is not capable, others will not be able to help him, and if he is helped, others will not be convinced.
Only if the strength is sufficient.
After Song Qingfeng came to the camp, his results were very good. He was able to take first place in any training.
It is a veritable dark horse!
Every mission was completed perfectly.
Including the last most difficult task, he still successfully completed it, but the price was his legs.
This is his chief's biggest regret.
You can also imagine how shocked he was when Song Qingfeng, a fierce general, stood in front of him like this again!
"Qingfeng, how did you get better?" Even his boss found it incredible.
Song Qingfeng naturally told the truth to his leader.
The chief is his boss, he is kind to him, and he can also be regarded as his master.
When he was here, he often came to the chief's house for dinner, so there was no need to say much about the friendship.
Although the recovery of his legs is indeed strange, there is nothing that cannot be said. He is walking and standing upright.
But actually what I have to say is quite limited.
Because Song Qingfeng still doesn’t know what’s going on.
If it is said to be a medicinal bar, then the medicinal wine really has the effect of activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
Speaking of the massage method that Mr. Ma taught his wife, it has almost the same effect.
As a result, the legs are so good?
When Song Qingfeng said the last part, he looked hesitant.
"What do you have to say to me?" His leader gave him two taps on the shoulder.
"My stupid wife carried several big fat chickens to worship Wong Tai Sin because of my legs." Song Qingfeng coughed dryly.
His chief: "..."
I'm really speechless.
But he also knew that there were these existences in the countryside, not only Huang Taixian, but also Hu Taixian, Bai Taixian, Liu Taixian and Hui Taixian.
To put it simply, it is fox yellow, white willow ash.
The general environment is to crack down on these feudal superstitions, but let alone others, the chief's wife will also engage in these things. Not only his wife, but also the family members' courtyard also made a fuss a few days ago.
During the Qingming Festival, some military wives secretly burned paper money and were caught by patrols.
This is not allowed now.
But after being caught, they just gave him a scolding, and there were no other tough measures.
So the chief was speechless, but he didn't say anything else because he knew Song Qingfeng would not hide these things from him.
Although my legs got better inexplicably, it’s always a good thing, right?
After all, it’s possible that it was misdiagnosed before and it’s unclear.
