Rebirth 70 Lucky Little Wife

Chapter 302

When Lin Boxi and Jing Xuanling came back together, they rode the bullock cart all the way back to the village, and they were all shocked.

Usually the village would be relatively idle in summer, but now the whole Beishan Village showed signs of being busy.

"What's the matter, why are you so busy all of a sudden?" Lin Boxi still asked strangely.

Xiao Qiye, who was driving the ox cart, told Lin Boxi about the recent changes in the village with a smile.

Lin Boxi was stunned. He hadn't come back for a few days, and Lin Xiang had found so many jobs for him.

"Xiangxiang's ideas are very good. The villagers can only rely on the family's one-third of an acre of land to earn food and clothing."

"If we can produce cash crops, maybe our village can become Lizhibao Town, the first village to get rich first." Jing Xuanling said a little excitedly.

When Jing Xuanling graduated from university, she thought about how to make the villagers rich. At the beginning, she also wanted the villagers to grow various crops and sell them in the town.

But their village is too far away from the town, and there are all mountain roads, so it is very difficult to carry vegetables and fruits manually.

And because of the low sales, the villagers haven't saved much money in the past two years, but life is a little better than before.

But Beishan Village is completely different. The first thing Lin Boxi does when he comes back is to build roads.

Later, Lin Xiang bought a tractor to go in and out of the village, which was more convenient than before.

Jing Xuanling believes that these ideas proposed by Lin Xiang are definitely feasible.

"Xiangxiang, I'm back." Lin Boxi shouted happily.

Lin Xiang happened to have several young daughters-in-law in the village doing needlework together in the yard. When he looked up, he saw Lin Baixi and Jing Xuanling standing at the door carrying a big bamboo basket.

"It can be regarded as coming back. Whether you two are coming back or not, I'm going to find someone."

Lin Boxi and Jing Xuanling went back for more than a week, Lin Xiang and others were dying of anxiety.

"Xiangxiang, you have to ask your brother-in-law to thank me later. In order to find medicinal materials for him, Xuanling and I ran in the mountains for two days." Lin Boxi put the basket in front of Lin Xiang.

This basket was full of bundles of medicinal herbs, some dried and some half-dried. Lin Xiang even saw a few medicinal herbs wrapped in moss.

"Fourth brother, fourth sister-in-law, I will remember your kindness." Lin Xiang said excitedly.

"There are still two medicines that we haven't found in the mountains. I'll look for them here later, and I should be able to get them together soon." Jing Xuanling said.

Looking at these herbs, Lin Xiang's eyes were a little moist. After half a year, Yu Haisheng was one step closer to standing up.

"Aunt Qu, go and get a watermelon. In this hot weather, the fourth brother and the fourth sister-in-law must be exhausted from carrying these medicinal materials. They are making a pot of sour plum soup." Lin Xiang ordered.

The one who was doing needlework with Lin Xiang just now also got Lin Baixi's favor, eating watermelon and drinking sour plum soup together.

"Xiangxiang, what are you doing?" Lin Baixi casually took out a piece of cloth from Lin Xiang's sewing basket.

There is a sunflower embroidered on it, which is very abstract and crooked.

"I embroidered the gown for the waiter." Lin Xiang said shyly while cutting the watermelon.

Wait, I will leave now, the carpet at home is no longer enough for him to toss about, and now he wants to crawl out if he has nothing to do.

Lin Xiang made a one-piece smock for him. He wore the smock, and he could roll and crawl on the ground wherever he wanted. Even if it got dirty, it was easy to take off the smock and wash it.

"Xiangxiang, you are not good at this craft." Lin Boxi said very disgusted.

"Go ahead, as long as my son likes it." Lin Xiang said with a smile.

Her embroidery skills are really bad. After several days of learning, she managed to embroider a sunflower, but Lin Xiang is not worried, as long as she waits to wear the clothes she made, as for whether the embroidery looks good or not, it is not within her scope of consideration.

Taking advantage of the time when Lin Boxi and Jing Xuanling were eating watermelon, Lin Xiang quickly went through the medicinal materials in the basket, most of which were not available to Lin Xiang in the capital.

Looking at these medicinal materials, Lin Xiang quickly combined them into one prescription after another in his mind.

"You guys sit here for a while, I'll go and deal with the medicinal materials."

Lin Xiang hurried to the house with the medicinal materials. There was a medicine cabinet for Lin Xiang to store medicinal materials in the west room.

Jing Xuanling understood Lin Xiang's eagerness to cure Yu Haisheng's leg disease. She ate a piece of watermelon, washed her hands, and went into the house to help Lin Xiang process the medicinal materials.

After the weather got hot, Lin Xiang reduced the dosage of Yishou Pills for Yu Haisheng a lot.

After her observation, the recovery from Yu Haisheng's hidden illness on his waist has obviously slowed down. Although Lin Xiang didn't say anything, he was extremely anxious.

Such stagnation will only make Yu Haisheng's condition worse and worse.

Now that Jing Xuanling sent so many medicinal materials, it was just in time.

"Xiangxiang, your medical skills are very good. You have come up with so many prescriptions in just a short while." Just as Jing Xuanling took out the fresh medicinal materials to dry, Lin Xiang in the room wrote four prescriptions.

"I can't help it. In order to find out the best prescription for Haisheng's treatment, I almost failed to memorize all the relevant prescriptions of my grandmother's family." Lin Xiang cried and laughed.

It's also thanks to Lin Xiang's ability to memorize books when she was young. If there weren't so many prescriptions and treatment records, how could she memorize them.

With Jing Xuanling helping Lin Xiang process the medicinal materials, she spent more time researching how to prepare Yu Haisheng's medicine.

In the evening, Lin Xiang took out the medicine pot and started to boil the first pot of soup for Yu Haisheng.

Lin Xiang changed to the largest medicine jar and put half a jar of various medicinal materials. As the medicinal materials in the medicine jar gradually boiled, the whole yard was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

He was holding a flannel ball in the room, rolling around, etc., and suddenly stopped moving. He shrugged his nose, and suddenly pouted his mouth, tears hanging down his face.

"Mom, mom stinks." Waiting frowned, and crawled out of the outer door in a childish voice.

As a result, Lin Xiang was guarding the medicine pot at the moment, and the smell of medicine was all over his clothes.

After hesitating, he sat on the threshold and looked at Lin Xiang with aggrieved expression.

"It smells like medicine. It doesn't stink. You can smell it. The medicine has a bitter taste, a fragrance, and a sweet taste." Lin Xiang stepped forward with a cattail fan and hugged him up.

"Smelly." Waiting didn't buy it at all, and wrinkled his little nose and kept looking at the medicine jar.

"Xiangxiang, let me make the medicine. Hold on and go for a walk on the street." Yu Haisheng said.

The weather was too hot, and Lin Xiang only guarded the medicine jar for a while, and he was sweating from the heat.

Yu Haisheng's heart ached badly when he saw it, and he was not willing to let Lin Xiang guard the medicine jar.

"Okay, wait a minute, this kid has a lot to do and has a sharp nose." Lin Xiang smiled helplessly.

In the evening, many people on the street took their children out to enjoy the shade, and they had a lot of fun with the children.

Lin Xiang reckoned that Yu Haisheng had almost finished the medicine, so he hugged him and waited to go home.

As soon as he entered the door and waited, he saw Yu Haisheng drinking medicine with a large bowl.

"Dad stinks from drinking."

"Drink stinky."

Waiting for the sound to be loud, Yu Haisheng only felt a mouthful of medicine almost spit out in his mouth.

This son is definitely his own, his own.