portable space

"Bang bang bang..."

A knock on the door interrupted Zhang Taiping's laughter.

After opening the door from the inside, my wife grinned and said, "It's okay, I'm just happy." Before she could ask any questions, she then walked towards the front room under the strange look in her eyes.

He didn't stop at the front room and walked up the mountain along the path in front of the yard.

Now my body has been transformed and nourished by the jade pendant. It is as strong as an ox and does not need any medicine at all.

But Zhang Taiping was still prepared to go to the mountain. This was the old man's care for his grandson. What's more, it may have been a long time since he visited the graves of his parents and grandmother.

The road up the mountain is getting narrower and more difficult, but the forest is getting more and more lively.

The trees have also begun to block out the sky and the sun. Except for clusters of golden wild chrysanthemums dotted in the sunny areas at the foot of the mountain, the tall trees on the mountain are all covered with shade-loving ferns. Light green moss is plastered on the roadside stones.

The chirping of birds composes the most beautiful chapter of nature in the pillars of sunshine, and occasionally one or two nostalgic cicadas chirp to join in the fun and accompaniment.

Various well-known and unknown small animals appear and disappear in the light and shadow.

Zhang Taiping breathed in the fresh and natural air and spiraled up the winding mountain road.

The mountain road looks like a long snake coiled around a pillar, so the mountain is named "One Pillar Mountain".

Grandpa lives in a place with gentle terrain near the top of the mountain. When the mountain air is humid, it will be shrouded in rolling clouds and mist, which makes it feel like an old fairy in the mountains.

After circling for forty or fifty minutes, Zhang Taiping finally reached the end.

Looking back, a palm-sized village is hidden among the trees. People like ants can also be seen in the open space.

Looking south again, all you can see is dark green, with different heights, and the endless mountains are like green undulating waves passing into the distance. Only by being there in this way can you understand Du Fu's "Being at the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains at a glance."

of arrogance and generosity.

The turbid air in your chest is exhausted, and you take a long breath.

Zhang Taiping couldn't help but put his hand to his mouth, and breath burst out from his Dantian.

"ah......"

"Why are you howling? How many mountains have you seen?" came a clear voice from behind.

"ah"

Zhang Taiping was interrupted midway and couldn't breathe out or swallow. At least he didn't choke to death, and his face turned red from holding it in.

"Sir, why didn't you tell me in advance? You were almost scared to death." Zhang Taiping muttered like a mouse meeting a cat.

"Scared to death? When did you become so cowardly?"

The old man's ears were quite good. After saying that, he turned around and walked back into the house.

Zhang Taiping rubbed his nose and followed in.

After entering the house, Zhang Taiping thought he had entered a pharmacy because the aroma of medicine filled the air.

The furnishings in the room are similar to those at home. The earthen kang is connected to the pot and stove, but there is an extra simple wooden stand with piles of prepared medicinal herbs placed on it.

Zhang Taiping, who became a doctor after a long illness in his previous life, cannot say that he is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, but he is much better than ordinary quack doctors, and his ability to identify herbal medicines is not bad.

Zhang Taiping looked curiously at this and sniffed at the wooden frame.

There are the most common ones including honeysuckle, golden-backed loquat, and elata... There are also rarer ones such as Taoerqi, Hand ginseng, Taibai rice, Gastrodia elata, etc.

There was also a box carved from pine wood on the wooden shelf. Zhang Taiping just wanted to take it down and take a look.

"Come here, I'll take your pulse again."

Zhang Taiping had no choice but to come to the kang and stretch out his left arm.

The old man pinched Zhang Taiping's wrist with four fingers. As two minutes passed, the old man's frown deepened.

Suddenly, the old man let go of his fingers and looked up at Zhang Taiping, who was worried.

"right hand"

Zhang Taiping felt as if he was being seen through, but he couldn't shirk the blame, so he had no choice but to stick out his right wrist.

The old man listened for another minute, still frowning.

"Grandpa, is there any problem?" Zhang Taiping asked carefully.

"No!" The old man lifted his fingers.

But Zhang Taiping's palms became sweaty when he looked at him with doubtful and inquiring eyes.

Suddenly, the old man waved his hand and said: "The medicine is behind my back. The bottle is a plaster for treating trauma. Go back and ask your wife to untie the gauze and apply it on the wound."

After hesitating for a while, he said: "Take the paper-wrapped ones with you as well. If you want to drink it, drink it. If you don't want to drink it, throw it away. It's up to you. Let's go down the mountain."

Zhang Taiping quickly took the medicine and ran out of the house as if he had no secrets.

After leaving the house, I wiped the sweat from my palms and became bolder again.

He turned around and persuaded the old man standing at the door: "Grandpa, come down the mountain with me. It's convenient down the mountain. And there's someone to take care of you at home."

"Go away, stop meddling in my business!" the old man suddenly said in anger.

Zhang Taiping, who didn't know what kind of hornet's nest he was poking, opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but suddenly a whip kicked him.

Zhang Taiping subconsciously raised his arm, blocked it, and then pushed it forward.

"Kick...kick...kick..." The old man took three steps back before he stood still.

Zhang Taiping was startled and quickly stepped forward to help the old man and asked: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

"snort!"

The old man waved his hand to block Zhang Taiping's helping hand.

"Not yet dead of old age."

Zhang Taiping was embarrassed for a while and didn't know what to say.

"In the past few years, my skills have not been wasted." The old man squinted at Zhang Taiping and said, "Get out of here."

Zhang Taiping was speechless for a while and walked around the back of the house.

The old man said nothing more, just looked at him coldly.

There are two graves behind the house, and the weeds around them are clean.

There is a monument in front of one with the inscription "The Tomb of His Wife King Guifang". There is no monument in front of the other, and the biological parents of this body are buried together.

Zhang Taiping knelt on his knees, his forehead banging on the ground.

Although I don't feel anything for them in my heart, after all, I have taken over the body of my grandson, and besides, this body still has their blood flowing through it.

I thought silently in my heart, "From now on, I am your grandson and son, and I hope you will bless me a lot."

After nine ringings, his forehead was purple and blue, and his whole head was buzzing.

He leaned against the wall to rest for a while, then walked around to the front of the house.

The old man's expression softened a lot. There was a large bamboo basket standing in front of him, with a large bag of pine nuts on it, and dried bamboo shoots, wild mushrooms, fungus and other mountain products below. There was also a small furry thing in his hand.

"This is the little squirrel I rescued the day before yesterday. It was just born and I don't have the heart to feed it. You can take it back and let Yaya play with it."

Zhang Taiping nodded and took the little thing, holding it carefully in his arms.

Then he handed it to the wooden box he had just seen on the medicine shelf and said: "Take this back and give it to your wife to drink. The day before yesterday, I saw that there was a coldness in her body. It must be that she caught a cold during confinement, which caused the disease.

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Zhang Taiping quickly took it and put it in his pocket.

Generally speaking, when a woman is in confinement, her body is at its weakest, and there are many taboos. Men do all the housework. But in the past, Zhang Taiping didn't care about this. He was already doing well without beatings and scoldings. How could he talk about doing housework and taking care of her?

daughter in law?

It happened that Yaya was born in November, the twelfth lunar month of winter. Cai Yazhi was doing laundry and cooking, and the cold air entered her body. Now every time it is cloudy and rainy, or when menstruation comes, she will feel soreness in her waist and knees.

After finishing the explanation, the old man turned around and entered the house.

Zhang Taiping picked up the bamboo basket and small things and headed back along the original road.

After turning the corner, I put the medicine and the little squirrel into the space with a thought. After feeling it for a while, the little squirrel had no adverse reactions. It closed its eyes and its little nose opened and closed. It looked very cute.

Take out the wooden box from your pocket and open it.

It turned out to be saffron, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he tried to catch it but in vain. Zhang Taiping had never been a man who liked to get into trouble, so since he couldn't figure it out, he shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

Look carefully at the neatly arranged purple-red long columnar flowers in this box.

Saffron, also known as crocus, is both a valuable Chinese herbal medicine and a top-notch spice.

As a medicine, it has the effects of sedating and analgesic, eliminating phlegm and blood stasis, relieving spasm and calming the nerves. It can be used to treat stomach diseases, measles and fever, hepatosplenomegaly, amenorrhea, irregular menstruation, and postpartum typhoid fever in women.

As a spice, it can be used to prepare fish and shrimp food, it can also be sprinkled indoors to diffuse the aroma, and it can also be used to dye and weave clothes. It is said that after the death of Sakyamuni, his disciples used saffron as the color of their robes.

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Due to its wide range of uses and low yield, the price of saffron has remained high. At one time, the price of saffron was equivalent to that of gold, which was called "vegetable gold".

Even now, the price is still very high, about 27 yuan per gram on the market, and there is often a price but no market.

Zhang Taiping understood that the old man still cared about his grandchildren and his wife, otherwise he would not be both peeled pine nuts and saffron. But for some unknown reason, he lived on the mountain and was unwilling to come down, and was unwilling to show his concern and love.

I couldn’t understand it, and I couldn’t think about it anymore. I closed the wooden box and put it in the space.

Carrying the bamboo basket on his back, he circled down.

As the saying goes, "It's easier to go up a mountain than it is to go down a mountain." When going up a mountain, you can climb fast as long as you have the strength; but when going down the mountain, once the mountain road is narrow and steep, you will feel like you are rushing downwards, and there is nothing you can do with your strength.

Grasp the inner wall and move down bit by bit.

It took twice as long to go down the mountain as it did to go up the mountain, and it was almost two o'clock when we arrived home.

I went into the kitchen and put down the bamboo basket. My wife was rolling out noodles.

In most rural areas, if there are no children in school, they usually have breakfast at eight or nine o'clock, lunch at two o'clock, and dinner at eight o'clock. This allocation of meals is more conducive to time utilization and is also suitable for rural work and rest.

Schedule.

Farmers are engaged in physical activities. If they have lunch at 12 o'clock and dinner at 6 o'clock, it will not only delay the most important work time in the afternoon, but also the time between dinner and the next morning is too long, which is not good for people who consume a lot of physical energy.

It is not good for the body and the next day's work.

Looking at his wife's confused look, Zhang Taiping said: "I went to the mountain just now. In the frame are mushrooms, fungus and other things that grandpa asked me to carry down."

Having nothing to say, Zhang Taiping came to the bedroom again.

Yaya is watching TV. The TV is still a toaster from the 1980s and 1990s. It only comes in black and white, and the signal is received by an antenna. The signal in the mountains is not good, the figures on it are blurry, and the sound is scratchy and has something else.

The sound coming from the station.

But the little girl found it interesting.