The whole mountain is my hunting ground

In the middle of the night, Zhao Jun was drowsily asleep. He got up and touched Zhao Youcai's forehead, and then returned to touch his own forehead.

This was a comparison to see if the other person had a fever, but when his hand touched his forehead, Zhao Jun woke up from his stupor. There was no need to compare or test, his own father had a fever, and the temperature was not low.

Zhao Jun hurriedly pulled the cotton-padded jacket under the quilt, draped it over his shoulders, took the cotton trousers, kicked them on and got off the ground.

Zhao Jun stepped on the cotton shoes with both feet, turned towards the kang, held the edge of the kang with both hands, and pushed his feet into the shoes as hard as he could.

At this time, Zhao Youcai was mumbling a lot on the pillow next to him.

Zhao Jun gently put his hand on Zhao Youcai's face and felt that Zhao Youcai's cheeks were also hot.

Zhao Jun suddenly remembered that when he was on the mountain during the day, Li Baoyu had chased him to ask for painkillers, saying that Zhao Youcai was feeling unwell.

Zhao Jun remembered it in his heart at that time, but when he took Li Daguai down the mountain, a group of people had one thing in mind.

After Yongsheng arranged things, when Zhao Jun came out of the village, he saw Zhao Youcai busy at the entrance of the village.

At that time, Zhao Jun thought about Zhao Youcai taking medicine, but seeing that Zhao Youcai was in good condition, Zhao Jun thought that taking medicine would be enough.

"Dad." Zhao Jun leaned close to Zhao Youcai's ear and called softly. Zhao Jun wanted to wake Zhao Youcai up and give him some medicine.

At this time, Zhao Youcai felt very uncomfortable. The whole person was in a state of sleep, half asleep and half awake. He vaguely heard Zhao Jun's voice in his ears. Zhao Youcai moved his lips slightly and murmured: "Little calf."

Zhao Jun: "..."

This is his biological father, otherwise Zhao Jun would have to cover him with a pillow to death.

Zhao Jun twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked to the table against the wall, opened the drawer and took out a bunch of white pills.

This tablet is larger than the painkiller tablets. It is analgin tablets that Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan bought over the counter of the drugstore when they went to Daohua County to sell bear bile.

This medicine is specifically designed to reduce fever, but people these days are all skinny, and even children who run outside every day rarely catch a cold or have a fever. So no one has taken this medicine since I bought it.

Zhao Jun tore out a piece of medicine, took the thermos on the table and poured water into the jar.

There happened to be some cold water left in the jar. After Zhao Jun mixed some hot water into it, he picked it up and pursed his lips.

Feeling that the temperature of the water was just right, Zhao Jun came to the edge of the kang with the jar in one hand and the tablets in the other. He sat sideways next to Zhao Youcai's pillow, leaned down slightly and touched Zhao Youcai's shoulder with his elbow, and called out in a low voice: " Dad, dad, get up and take some medicine."

"Ah...little calf..." Zhao Youcai frowned and squinted his eyes to avoid the light. Only when he saw that it was Zhao Jun did he change his words and said, "Smash it."

Zhao Jun was not the same as him. He first stuffed the pills into Zhao Youcai's mouth, and then used his free hand to lift him up.

"What?" Zhao Youcai asked Zhao Jun vaguely with pills in his mouth and squinted eyes.

"Medicine." Zhao Jun brought the jar to Zhao Youcai's mouth and said, "Dad, you have a fever."

"Ah!" Zhao Youcai felt a little more energetic at this time. He took two sips of water and took the medicine down before saying, "She's sweating."

"Dad." Zhao Jun helped Zhao Youcai lie down, covered him with the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt, and then asked, "Are you scared today?"

"Huh? You..." Zhao Youcai, who had just closed his eyes, opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Jun and said, "You fart."

Zhao Jun: "..."

Zhao Jun was not joking with his father, let alone Zhao Youcai. He just wanted to know why Zhao Youcai was sweating.

For people like him and Zhao Youcai who fight against the odds, no dirty thing can get close to them. But when they encountered danger on the mountain, they were frightened and sweated and caught cold, which was different from a normal cold.

Just like the time when little Zhuge threw a chainsaw when he was just starting out, Zhao Jun was frightened while hunting a bear, and he had a fever after coming back after sleeping for a night.

Therefore, Zhao Jun needs to ask clearly what Zhao Youcai is.

They all say that you have to suffer the consequences if you want to save face, and Boss Zhao is exactly a person who wants to save face.

After scolding Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai slowly closed his eyes and said angrily: "Why did I not have you when I was hunting? I can scare you."

"It's not that you were scared." Zhao Jun frowned and said, "I ask you if you are sweating after being scared?"

"Don't be so nagging." Zhao Youcai turned around and turned his back to Zhao Jun and said, "Hurry up and turn off the lights and go to bed."

But where he was facing was where Zhao Jun's bed was.

Seeing this stubborn person, Zhao Jun curled his lips helplessly. After taking off his clothes and getting on the kang and turning off the lights, he got into bed and lay down.

But Zhao Jun did not fall asleep after lying down. After closing his eyes and squinting for a while, he quietly reached out and touched Zhao Youcai's face.

"Uh huh..." Zhao Youcai said, and Zhao Jun pulled his hand back.

Zhao Youcai's fever did not subside at all, which made Zhao Jun unable to sleep peacefully.

After another ten minutes, almost half an hour had passed since Zhao Youcai took the medicine. Zhao Jun reached out from the quilt again and touched Zhao Youcai's forehead.

Metamizole is very effective. Half an hour has passed since taking it, so it should have taken effect, but Zhao Youcai's fever still hasn't subsided.

"Alas!" Zhao Jun sighed, having no choice but to continue waiting and observing.

Another half hour passed, during which Zhao Jun checked Zhao Youcai's condition several times. Seeing that his high fever never went away, Zhao Jun couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He sat up directly from the bed, first took his cotton-padded jacket and put it on, and then pulled Zhao Youcai's cotton-padded jacket over.

This is a new cotton-padded jacket made by Wang Meilan. Zhao Jun holds the collar of the cotton-padded jacket with one hand and reaches into the sleeve from the inside with the other hand. After grabbing the cuff, he turns the sleeves inside.

In this way, Zhao Jun turned the cotton-padded jacket over three times, with the outside of the cotton-padded jacket facing in and the inside facing out.

Then, Zhao Jun called Zhao Youcai awake again.

"Ah um..." This time, Zhao Youcai stopped calling him "little calf" and was mumbling at a loss for words.

Zhao Jun asked Zhao Youcai to lean against him, put the cotton-padded jacket on Zhao Youcai, and then put him back into bed.

There are many things in this world that science cannot explain. Among them, the same is true for some folk remedies.

It's like having a needle hole in your eye. Just take a piece of red thread and wrap it around your middle finger. In less than ten minutes, the needle hole will disappear without a trace.

If you are frightened and sweat, and then catch a cold due to sweating and the high fever does not go away, you can wear your clothes inside out when taking medicine is ineffective.

There is really no scientific basis for this kind of thing, but after ten minutes, Zhao Youcai's fever subsided surprisingly.

After testing the temperature on Zhao Youcai's forehead with the back of his hand, Zhao Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he observed for a while and felt that Zhao Youcai was indeed fine, so he went to sleep peacefully.

…

The next day, November 30, 1987.

Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun got up early to cook. There was a big event in the Zhao family today. They had to wash rice and grind flour to make sticky bean buns.

The cotton trousers were not finished yet, but the women working there said that as long as the men and children had something to wear, they were not in a hurry and took out the sticky bean bags first.

Even twenty or thirty years later, sticky bean buns are still deeply loved by people in Northeast China. For people of this generation like Zhao Youcai and Zhao Jun, men don't like sweet things when eating.

But even if they don’t eat white bean buns, they still like to eat sticky bean buns. This is not because he is reluctant to eat. For example, Zhao Youcai is like this. If he eats white bean buns, he only eats the outer skin and not the bean filling inside. But as for sticky bean buns, he ate twelve in one meal yesterday morning.

Don't underestimate the twelve sticky bean buns. They are quite filling. Only Zhao Jun and Zhou Jianjun could eat twelve.

There was a lot of busy work today. Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun got up early, and the two of them got up before dawn to light a fire and cook.

Zhao Chun poured water into the big pot, and Wang Meilan put the soybeans in the dish rack, preparing to go to the tofu shop to exchange for two kilograms of dried tofu.

But at this moment, the cry of a child came from the east room.

Zhao Chun threw the gourd and gourd on the stove and quickly ran to the east room. Wang Meilan no longer cared about scooping soybeans, and when she entered the east room, Zhao Chun had already picked up the child.

"Why is my grandson crying?" Wang Meilan asked, and Zhao Chun said, "The child peed."

"Huh?" Wang Meilan was startled, then saw her eldest daughter saying a little embarrassedly: "I was lazy yesterday and didn't pee my child when I got up at night."

Staying at her parents' house for these days, Zhao Chun couldn't help but feel lazy.

"It's okay, it's okay." After hearing what Zhao Chun said, Wang Meilan gently touched Zhao Chun's arm and said, "I'm going to get a quilt for my eldest grandson."

As she said that, Wang Meilan raised her hand and pawed the little boy's chin, smiled and whispered, "My eldest grandson knew that grandma made a new quilt, so he peed on the old quilt after it was done."

After saying that, Wang Meilan took the flashlight on the kang cabinet and walked to the west room.

These days, Wang Meilan specially made two sets of quilts for her children with small floral cloth. But those were packed together with Zhou Jianjun's cotton-padded jacket and placed in the cabinet in Zhao Jun's room.

In peacetime, if Zhao Jun doesn't get up, Wang Meilan will definitely not come to his room. But today the child was in need, so Wang Meilan quietly opened the door of the west room.

Although Wang Meilan was tiptoeing, there was a strange beast guarding Zhao Jun's bed. The little lynx jumped up from Zhao Jun's pillow, landed on Zhao Youcai, and made a "ouch" towards the door.

"Kitten!" Wang Meilan called the little lynx's name in a low voice. When the little lynx saw that it was one of her own, she immediately became quiet.

But the noise it made had woken up Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai and the little black bear. Zhao Jun only raised his head slightly, but Zhao Youcai suddenly jumped up from the kang.

Zhao Youcai's movements were a little too big, and the little lynx was so startled that he jumped directly into Zhao Jun's arms.

"What time is it?" At this time, Zhao Youcai no longer had a fever, but he felt weak in his limbs and dizzy.

Zhao Youcai, who was in a daze, thought Wang Meilan came to call him because he got up late, so the first thing he said was to ask about the time.

"It's only four o'clock." Wang Meilan didn't know that Zhao Youcai had a fever last night, so she just said: "You two go on to sleep..."

Speaking of this, Wang Meilan flashed the flashlight she held and saw the cotton-padded jacket Zhao Youcai was wearing inside out.

"Ouch." Wang Meilan was stunned and asked, "It was cold yesterday? Why did you put on a cotton-padded jacket?"

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was stunned when he was asked. After Zhao Jun put him in a cotton-padded jacket yesterday, Zhao Youcai's fever subsided and he fell asleep until now.

"Oops!" Wang Meilan felt something was wrong. She walked to the edge of the kang and took a closer look. She gently lifted the collar of Zhao Youcai's cotton-padded jacket with her hand and said, "Why is this worn inside out...ah..."

Wang Meilan and Zhao Youcai have been together for so many years, so they naturally know something, so they immediately asked: "Are you scared?"

Wearing a cotton-padded jacket inside out is a two-pronged approach, but the folk remedy of long needle holes is really useful.