Chapter 6

"You go to the medical team. If you have something here, you will send it there."

As secretary Qu's voice fell, Guo binghe assigned it to his father and son. Zheng Fugui flew quickly with a smile and said, "OK, let's go."

"Goodbye, Secretary qu."

Zheng Jianguo pulled down his scarf and greeted the secretary with a smile. Previously, the Secretary of the commune looked at him and naturally fell in his eyes. Unlike the secretaries of other communes, Secretary Qu is a doer. He works with the members and eats and drinks together. His style still maintains the style of leading soldiers at that time, so there is no temper at all in Kansai commune, Compared with the members and educated youth who work and contribute, the secretary is much more tired.

"The ground is frozen -"

"This is just the beginning. It will freeze thicker in two days."

"So now we have to work all night!"

The medical team is stationed next to the leeward temporary headquarters. When Zheng Jianguo followed Zheng Fugui all the way, he heard many people complaining. Fortunately, these people are just talking. They really let them go to the leaders and dare not speak in front of the commune secretary.

Naturally, the headquarters is electrified, and you can see it from a long distance. However, the health team is not so well treated. I don't know whether it's not enough power or what's going on. Two kerosene burning steam lamps are hung.

This kind of lamp does not need to pull the wire, but relies on the high temperature when kerosene is fired by air pressure to excite the lampshade soaked in thorium nitrate solution to emit light. One lamp can illuminate a place more than ten meters around like day. It belongs to the standard configuration of night meetings and current occasions. The disadvantage is that it needs to burn kerosene and regularly pump air to the oil pot in order to maintain air pressure.

"Rich and noble, but also with the attendant?"

Zheng Fugui was recognized when he just appeared at the door of the medical team. Seeing that the person who greeted him was Dr. Lin in the commune Infirmary, he showed a brilliant smile: "look at what class you said, teacher. I don't take the opportunity to bring my boy out to see the world. He graduated immediately after the new year. I'm thinking about how to let him take my place and build a nation, Call grandpa Lin quickly. "

"Grandpa Lin!"

Seeing the forest mountain in front of him, Zheng Jianguo respectfully called it. This forest mountain is not someone else. It is the doctor who trained Zheng Fugui in medical knowledge. At that time, he was only an ordinary doctor in Chengguan hospital. Now he is the attending doctor in the medical room of Kansai commune. He can be regarded as the immediate boss of the barefoot doctor of the whole commune.

"Well, what, your boy wants to take over your father's class?"

The head lifting lines on Lin Shan's face were stacked three layers. He looked at Zheng Fugui next to his eyes and didn't wait for him to say, "I remember that he was about to graduate from high school?"

"It's only a year. Even after graduation, let him experience the life of members in advance. It's also exercise?"

Zheng Fugui turned his head and looked at Zheng Jianguo. After that, he saw that he had no response. He continued to say, "it's not that I think of the trustor. I'll see if I can go to Yuquan health school and listen in. I don't dare to expect him to take your job as a teacher. Even if I don't study well, I have to learn some real skills when I come back to pick up my class."

"It's called inheriting the mantle and taking my job. Are you going to let me drink the West and north wind?"

Knowing that Zheng Fugui didn't have much literacy, Lin Shan reluctantly broke away from the category of illiterate. After laughing and saying a few words, he looked at Zheng Jianguo, who was silent nearby. He turned to look inside and said, "but what you said is reasonable. It's not a bad thing to come back to work as a barefoot doctor. However, it costs a lot of money to go there to listen. Oh, you haven't eaten yet. There's hot porridge in it, Hurry in and have a drink. We'll talk later - "

"Well, I have to learn more from the teacher today."

Zheng Fugui was not polite either. He quickly opened his mouth and promised to come down. He waved to Zheng Jianguo, and then listened to the goods and said, "Grandpa Lin, let's go to dinner."

"Well, you go first. It's worthy of being a high school student. It's so polite!"

Lin Shan nodded his head in satisfaction and said with a smile on his face. Zheng Fugui blinked and said, "teacher, don't you eat?"

"I've eaten. Leave me alone and go quickly."

Lin Shan waved to Zheng Fugui. The latter took Zheng Jianguo into the health team. After finding the kitchen behind the tent, they made porridge. After drinking a large bowl of porridge, they took out a bowl and chewed it slowly. This kind of battle is to bring dry food by themselves. Most of the places are ready to prepare some hot water for people to drink. There are few cases of corn porridge, After eating a round belly, they had time to talk: "Why are you so polite?"

"It depends on who."

With his father, Zheng Jianguo doesn't want to hide what he has changed. From the perspective of blood relationship, ye and ye are the closest people in the world. His own existence is the continuation of Zheng Fugui's life and existence. From the perspective of family affection, Zheng Fugui is also the best person to him since childhood. On the one hand, it is the deep love between father and son, and it is also because of the patriarchal preference in the traditional concept.

Remembering the two people the boy had called before, Zheng Fugui put the bowl into the big basin, wiped his mouth with his hand, then put it in his left hand, grabbed it in his heart, stood up and looked around: "I think it's all broken and sprained -"

"Your left heart doesn't itch?"

Zheng Jianguo drank the porridge from the bowl and put it into the big basin. He wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands. Then he lifted the water from the big basin and washed his hands. He shivered at the thin ice in the basin. After washing, he wiped his big cotton padded jacket. Then he held his hands together and shrunk his neck. After turning, he saw his father's face full of question marks, Continue to say: "I think you always wipe the thumb at the corner of your mouth in the heart of your left hand, just like the ringworm in your left heart. Is that how you come?"

Spread out his palm and looked at it. Zheng Fugui's left hand has an unusually smooth and flat heart. The lines on it need to be seen carefully to find out. But Zheng Jianguo knows that it should not happen now. When winter goes and spring comes, it will itch: "you don't have your right hand, only your left hand. Why don't you change something to wipe your hand in the future?"

"Well, the left hand has, the right hand does not, that means it is not infectious, good!"

Zheng Fugui has very different palms. He has not received formal medical education, but as a barefoot doctor for more than ten years, he still knows the concept of infectious diseases. He has his left hand and not his right hand, which means that he is not an infectious disease like psoriasis. Then he thinks that the whole family has only himself, He felt that there was a trace of truth in what his son said: "then I have to ask your mother for a handkerchief."

Zheng Jianguo nodded noncommittally. He didn't know whether his reminder would work. In his memory, his father's palm would not be able to stand it until ten years later. When he entered the commune hospital with the graduation certificate, he asked him to find someone to see it. However, the commune hospital had become a health center in Guanxi town at that time, and a lot of drugs were prescribed, Because Dad's habit is to blow his nose or wipe his mouth, and then use his left heart as a handkerchief. Later, Lin Shan accidentally found out that he didn't take medicine.

After eating and drinking enough, Zheng Jianguo began to work with Zheng Fugui. As dad said earlier, what can be sent in now is either sprain or fall. The most serious thing is a thumb fracture. When throwing a stone into the car, he didn't throw it up. After falling down, he went to pick it up and didn't catch it. When he was squeezed, he became a fracture, and most of them were colds.

Just like secretary Qu before, he wore more clothes when it was cold, and the sweat on his body came out when he moved a little. Some people couldn't stand it, so they took off their hats to relieve their busy work. More often, they thought that they wore more clothes and delayed their work. When they were busy, they stopped sweating or were blown by the cold wind, and the sound frequency of a-snee-a-snee became higher and higher. Lin Shan didn't know where to turn back, Sweating: "boil ginger water, come on! The more, the better! "

After more than ten years of General Assembly war, Jiang has now been listed as a necessary material to prevent colds and fever. Zheng Fugui, who was informed, worked with the barefoot doctors of other brigades and communes. Suddenly, the doctor turned into a big pot. Four or five people guarded a pot with fire and ingredients. It was said that ginger soup could not only put ginger, The root of Ophiopogon japonicus was mixed with other traditional Chinese medicine. After boiling in a pot, they beat it in a rice basin and carried it away one by one. Later, they directly scalded the bucket of water with boiling water and carried it out one by one.

From the early morning to the evening, Zheng Jianguo thought he could show his hand and show his head. Unexpectedly, he and Zheng Fugui entered the medical team. They didn't go out that day until they had dinner at 5 p.m. and the sun had fallen on the western mountain. The disheartened little sister Du came to her: "go back with your fourth sister! You have to go to school tomorrow! "

"Oh, yes, you see, I'm busy and forget about returning to school."

Lin Shan turned over and sat up next to him. At this moment, Du Xiaomei saw him and quickly said, "Uncle Lin, you're here too."

"I've been here for two days, but I think it's almost tonight."

Lin Shan stood up and looked at Zheng Jianguo next to him. He smiled on his tired face. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "he did well. He didn't do what he told him to do. He didn't sneak and slip like some people. He gave a bucket of ginger water for two hours. I'll talk to Secretary Qu later."

"Oh, thank you, Grandpa Lin ~"

Hearing that someone praised her son, Du Xiaomei's dark face showed a brilliant smile, and a mouthful of tetracycline teeth were exposed, as if she was happier than herself: "hurry."

Shen Jianguo, who was used as a gun, smiled: "thank grandpa Lin for his praise!"