In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

Sick?

"If she is sick, go to the clinic right away. I'll take her there right now!"

"But this child just locked herself in the room and refused to open the door no matter how much we persuaded her." Uncle Shen's words were full of helplessness, and his eyes were fixed on the tightly closed door.

Lu Qingyang knocked on the door: "Shen Mo, come out to eat, I brought you some delicious food."

There was no response from inside, the room was quiet, and there was no response at all, which was not in line with her temperament at all.

Usually, as long as she heard the temptation of delicious food, she would rush out of the door impatiently and come out to eat a feast first.

Lu Qingyang tried to call her a few more times, but she still did not respond.

He suddenly became nervous, could it be that she fainted?

Grandpa Shen was also very anxious. His old voice was trembling as he called his granddaughter's name over and over again: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, grandpa will no longer stop you from looking for Lu Qingyang. Look, he has come to see you in person. Come out and have a meal with grandpa!"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Lu Qingyang kicked the door open.

Grandpa Shen seemed to have heard what happened, but he was more worried about his granddaughter.

Shen Mo was lying on the kang alone, wrapped in a quilt, and suddenly cried.

Lu Qingyang was relieved to see that she didn't faint at least.

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? I'll take you to see a doctor?"

Shen Mo only showed a tearful little face and shook her head desperately: "Lu Qingyang, I'm going to die, I'm sick, very sick."

"There is always a way to cure illness."

"It can't be cured, I... I'm bleeding, a lot, I can't stop it, am I going to die? Woo woo woo..."

It was the first time that Lu Qingyang saw such a panic expression on her face.

He persuaded softly: "Where is the bleeding? As long as the wound is treated properly, it won't kill you."

Shen Mo had a sad face, tears in her eyes, and whispered desperately: "It's useless, I'm afraid I'm really... hopeless this time."

Looking at the bloodstains on the bed, Lu Qingyang suddenly realized something?

He took the bear meat and placed it next to Shen Mo, and then pulled Uncle Shen outside, lowering his voice and asking: "Uncle Shen, is Shen Mo..."

Uncle Shen stammered: "Alas, I don't know either. After all, it's a girl's matter. I'm an old man, so it's not good to ask too much."

I think this is the reason. No wonder she was so sad before and kept saying that she was dying.

After thinking it through, Lu Qingyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was a man, and it was really inconvenient to talk about such things.

"I'll find a female educated youth to teach her."

After making up his mind, Lu Qingyang walked towards the educated youth courtyard.

Coincidentally, he ran into Gu Ni head-on, so he simply stopped her and begged her to go with him.

"Gu Ni, I have a favor to ask of you."

...

After Gu Ni came out of the room, she couldn't help but chuckle and nodded, "I explained it to her clearly, she should understand, Shen Mo has grown up, and she should pay more attention in the future."

Sure enough, Lu Qingyang couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Shen Mo saying that she was about to die.

Girls in this era do have their periods later, but Shen Mo didn't expect it to come now.

"Uncle Shen, you heard it too, she's fine, it's just that the girl has grown up."

Uncle Shen had to shake his head and smile bitterly, looking helpless: "My old bones are getting more and more useless, and I can't help at all."

For the first time, he felt powerless, the child had grown up, and he was old...

Even after all these twists and turns, he finally relied on the help of the educated youth he had always looked down upon.

Shen Mo swallowed six bowls of rice like a whirlwind, and even the plate of bear meat was gone, and then she fell asleep contentedly.

Lu Qingyang handed over a bag of brown sugar and whispered: "Shen Mo still feels uncomfortable, so make some brown sugar water to warm her up."

"I know." Uncle Shen nodded repeatedly.

But he never liked to take other people's things for free.

Uncle Shen fumbled to find the pecans he had saved before.

After groping for a long time, he only found an empty bucket, "Where are the walnuts inside?"

Lu Qingyang remembered the walnuts that Shen Mo brought before, and it turned out that she had taken these walnuts secretly.

Last time, Shen Mo gave him half.

"Uncle Shen, no, it's just a little help."

Uncle Shen's face was stiff. Although his attitude softened a little, he still couldn't change his view of the educated youth.

"No, you helped me, I can't owe you anything."

"Shen Mo often comes to help me, this is consideredIf you really want to thank me, you can just give me a puppy. "

Now that he has joined the hunting team, he needs to find a decent hunting dog.

Little Huihui is not yet grown up, and Dahuang is a good hunting dog, but it is the watchdog of the Shen family.

He can only focus on its children.

"If you like, just pick one at random. "

Da Huang is an authentic white-faced yellow dog, and pastoral dogs are the smartest.

Lu Qingyang looked at the pastoral dogs that were already running all over the ground.

He picked up the fattest one, as they had been weaned a few days ago and could eat meat.

The older generation often said that when choosing a dog, you should look at the eyes, the mouth, the waist, and the legs.

The eyes should not be too big and triangular, and the eyelids should be thick, so that when you get into the grass, you won't get pricked in the eyes.

The muzzle must cover well, the teeth should be long, so that you can bite the prey tightly, and the whiskers should grow lush.

The waist should be strong, the legs should be strong, and the toes should be short, so that you can run fast.

He thought this little yellow dog was quite suitable, and since Uncle Shen insisted on giving him something, he took the puppy away.

"Don't worry, follow me, and I won't let you suffer. ”

When Xiao Huihui grows stronger, he also plans to bring him back to raise. A wolf and a dog can keep each other company.

“Take it! Even if you don’t take it away, you will give it to the neighbors sooner or later.”

Lu Qingyang went back with the little yellow dog in his arms.

This reminded him of his hometown in the countryside, where his father also raised a yellow dog like this.

It’s a pity that dog thieves will go out when the New Year is approaching, and his yellow dog was poisoned to death after eating drugged meat.

At that time, he was very sad for a long time at a young age. I remember that the dead yellow dog was called Mantou.

This little guy, let’s name him Mantou too!

Lu Qingyang got some bear meat, mixed it in the porridge, and gave it to Mantou.

The little guy worked hard and ate the whole bowl clean.

Lu Qingyang couldn’t help but chuckle: "How come you can eat as much as your original owner. "

……

Shen Mo crawled into the bed. She never knew that she would bleed when she grew up.

Thinking of what she said to Lu Qingyang during the day, she, who was always calm, felt embarrassed.