Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

"My little grandson is eight years old this year. When I asked him what the side of the mountain was, he said it was still a mountain. He thought that everyone lived on the mountain."

The old man cried bitterly, and no one in his village could read. He is the head of the village, and he has to trade with outside peddlers, collecting medicines for oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and fabrics. Seeing the fearful eyes of those people makes him very sad.

"So, I'd rather let my little grandson live on the Medicine Mountain as his duty, and I don't want him to know too much."

If you know too much, you will have the desire to go down the mountain, but you will still be very hurt in the face of other people's fear, discrimination, and avoidance.

The people in the village are diligent and diligent, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. They have not done anything wrong to anyone, but they are squeezed out and can only live in places where there is no light.

He made a wish, year after year, day after day, hoping that a **** would appear to save the people in a village.

Li Haitang couldn't bear it very much. It wasn't her Holy Mother who cared for her heart and came here through time travel. She was locked up in the small courtyard of the Li family by Mrs. Li. She just wanted to go for a walk in the village.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like to be on the mountain for decades, and how lonely it would be.

It is fate to meet each other. If possible, she would like to help this group of patients.

Thinking of this, Li Haitang came to the old man and made a brief introduction. He is not a god, but a doctor. There is a way to make his hair and eyebrows black and become like a normal person.

"???? This genius doctor, are you serious?"

The old man immediately changed his rhetoric, and was about to kneel down to Li Haitang, but she quickly stopped him.

There is no way to change the milky white or pale pink skin of albinism, and they are usually afraid of sun exposure.

The reason why the villagers are regarded as monsters is mainly because both men and women have yellow and white hair like weeds, which looks like a strange species.

"???really."

Li Haitang nodded, solemnly.

She has no diamonds, and she doesn't do porcelain work. Mainly, she couldn't bear to let the old man down after he had hope.

"Miraculous doctor, not far ahead is the village where our ancestors lived."

The old man led the way, and Li Haitang followed closely behind. Along the way, she looked around. Not far ahead, there was a beautiful small village with green trees and mature crops, which were golden.

In the fields, there were faintly dressed villagers who were busy harvesting. It was getting dark, and only shaking figures could be seen.

After they get sick, they are afraid of light, so they can only wait for the night to go out to do farm work.

There are many tall trees around the houses in the village, and there are grape trellises in the yard that can shade the sun.

I heard from the old man that in the early years the villagers were regarded as monsters. Every time they went to the market, they were chased by the people and threw rotten eggs and rotten vegetables. die.

Later, they never left the village again. Sometimes they needed some daily necessities, and they all relied on him to go down the mountain to exchange with the peddler.

People in the village are self-sufficient and rely on the food they grow for a living. Every household helps each other, as if they were relatives.

Women raise chickens and ducks and do work at home. They exchange supplies at relatively low prices. They know that they are at a disadvantage, but they seldom care about it.

"Village chief, is there really a **** coming to save us?"

For many years, no outsiders have ever come to the village, and those peddlers never go up the mountain for exchange.

The villagers were excited when they saw the old man bring the man back.

I remember that one year, the village chief rescued a herbal collector who was bitten by a poisonous snake in the mountains, and wanted to take him back to the village for treatment.

The herb collector refused to obey, saying that he would rather die than be with the monsters.

The village head had no choice but to change the herbs for the herb pickers and send them to the cabin before staggering away.

That day, it rained heavily, the village chief fell and broke his leg, now he walks a little faster, and he is limping.

This is a group of simple people. Their ancestors lived in the village and were shady, but they never had any resentment towards the people in the world.

Tolerant, kind, even if he is wronged, he is still willing to help others.

But in the bottom of their hearts, they hope that one day, they can walk out of the mountains in an open and honest manner, and the little baby can read and write without being blindsided.

"??? Old village chief, why don't you ask me what method to use?"

The couple followed behind the villagers, and the little ones turned their heads three times at a step, fearing that they would disappear suddenly. Now the villagers have regarded them as life-saving straws.

"Miraculous doctor, in fact, it's been so many years, if it doesn't work, we..."

Although they will be disappointed, in the end, the villagers will accept it calmly, treating it as a dream, and life will return to the original track.

When the villagers in the village heard that the miracle doctor had come, they all walked out of their homes, knelt down on the road at the entrance of the village, and performed a grand welcoming ceremony.

Seeing this, Xiao Lingchuan frowned, and stepped forward to help those albino patients.

"???? Miracle doctors can make us normal, folks, we are finally saved!"

The elder at the head is the head of the village, and the yard is also the largest in the village.

He welcomed the two into the door and brought a lot of fruits. The village is in the middle of the mountains and the location is remote, so every family uses fruits grown by themselves to entertain guests, and there is no tea cake.

"??? Old man, don't worry, you only need a few herbs."

In the previous life, the director of Li Haitang's department was an old man who had retired and was re-employed. Due to his age, his hair was gray.

Once Li Haitang heard that the director dyed her hair, she stopped her. Now the hair dye products in the hair salon contain excessive lead and mercury, which may cause cancer, so it is better to use less.

Back home, Li Haitang searched for a folk prescription, and bought a few herbs according to the amount given above.

They are Polygonum Polygoni Multiflori, Ginger, Indigo Daisy, Dry Pine and Baiji.

When the blue color in Qingdai is combined with Polygonum multiflorum, a black hair ingredient, a black hair dye is initially formed, and bletilla striata, which has a color-fixing effect, is added, and the effect is even more remarkable.

This is the best solution that Li Haitang can think of so far, so that his hair and eyebrows will turn black, and he will be normal. He will not be so conspicuous when he goes out, and he will be beaten out as a monster.

Of course, albinism needs to be protected from light. There is no way to change this. You can only hold an oil-paper umbrella or wear a bamboo hat on sunny days.

"??? What medicinal materials? I don't know if there are any in the medicine mountain."

The village chief sighed, he had to wait until the salesman came before he could ask someone to take it.

Over the years, the village has had some savings. Because of self-sufficiency, every household does not need money. As long as the medicinal materials are not ginseng, they can afford them.

This is a problem. There are no medicinal materials, and people need to go out to buy them.

The village is full of albinos, and they will be treated as monsters if they go out. The only people who can go out to buy are her and her savage husband.

Li??? Haitang looked up at the sky, made a sad forty-five-degree angle, and sighed, "I beg the gods to bestow the medicinal materials. I need Polygonum multiflorum, Jiang..."

"Miss, you're being naughty again." Xiao Lingchuan twitched the corners of his mouth, since that's the case, why don't he ride down the mountain to buy medicinal materials.