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Chapter 753: All of them are pillars of the country

Chapter 753: All of them are pillars of the country

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment. He was not planning to get off the car at first, but he felt that it was a very hot day and he was working under the scorching sun, especially for an old man.

Somewhat shocked.

But now I have to get off.

As soon as I opened the car door, I felt a wave of heat coming, as if I had suddenly stepped from the cool autumn into the midsummer.

Thinking of the old man still cutting mugwort in such hot weather, I felt even more sad.

He quickened his pace.

There was a river more than two meters deep on the side of the road. The river had long been dry, and the riverbed and the slope of the river bank were covered with weeds, foxtail grass, wild wormwood, mugwort... Ye Changqing ran directly down the slope, then took a sprint and climbed onto the opposite river bank.

He ran to the old man, took out the silver needle from the wristband needle holder, and inserted the needle quickly.

Ren Zhong point, Yin Tang point...more than ten needles were inserted in a row.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Changqing blankly. After a long while, he spoke: "I... I... I am..."

He seemed to be thinking about what had happened. He hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to say.

Because he had no idea what was going on.

Ye Changqing stretched out his hand and took out the silver needle: "Old man, you fainted.

It must be heatstroke."

Heatstroke?

The old man sat up with the help of the ground, rubbed his head with his hands covered with age spots and calluses, and nodded: "Well, I feel a little dizzy and a little nauseous, it seems that I have heatstroke.

This damned thing is too hot."

Ye Changqing frowned. The old man's face was dark red from being exposed to the sun for a long time, but his wrinkled and loose skin looked like dead grass in winter.

It is nearing the end of life.

He felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart: "Old man, don't you have any children?

It's so hot, why are you still working here? "

The old man glanced at Ye Changqing, smacked his dry lips, turned his head and looked around. When his sight fell on the water cup not far away, he kept supporting himself on the ground and tried to stand up.

Ye Changqing quickly stood up: "I'll get you a cup of water."

He stood up and felt a breeze blowing, his sweat-soaked short-sleeves feeling much cooler. However, the sun in the sky was like an oven, and his hair felt scorching hot.

With one hand covering his head, he ran a few steps, picked up the cup of water and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the cup, unscrewed the lid, and gulped down a few gulps.

But his mouth seemed to be not working so well anymore, and water always leaked out from the corners of his mouth.

The water flowed down the corners of his dry and wrinkled mouth.

The old man drank a few sips of water, took a long breath, seemed to have recovered, reached out to support him and tried to stand up again, but failed after several attempts.

Ye Changqing was a little worried: "Sit down and rest for a while."

The old man sighed and said, "I am old and useless. I can't stand up anymore."

Ye Changqing was speechless. Was this due to old age? Even young people who suffered from heatstroke would feel weak and need to recover for a while, or even go to the hospital for treatment.

The old man is able to sit and talk, which shows that he is in good health.

The sun above my head feels too hot.

He suggested: "Old man, let's go to my car and rest for a while.

The car was air-conditioned and cool, and I recovered quickly."

The old man turned his head to look across the ditch, and when he saw the car, he laughed: "I have a sedan at home, too. I have eight of them.

There are black, white, and pink ones, all very beautiful.”

When he smiled, wrinkles appeared on his face.

A mosquito just landed and was caught in the wrinkles.

I struggled to flap my wings, but I just couldn't fly away.

The old man didn't seem to notice. His smile quickly disappeared, his expression became lonely, and his eyes were filled with helplessness.

It seemed as if the smile just now was fleeting and ended. The mosquito flapped its wings and flew away.

Ye Changqing watched the mosquito fly away and felt sorry for it. He originally wanted to slap it to death.

But I’m afraid of scaring the elderly.

Turning back, I saw the old man with a frustrated look on his face and said with a smile, "Let's go to the car and rest for a while. It's cool in the car."

Next to him, Qian Cheng held a folding fan in one hand over his head, looked at the old man and shook his head slightly.

It was the first time he met such an old man who loved to brag so much.

If you have eight cars at home, do you still need to go out to work in such hot weather?

It would be fine if he just brags, but he also doesn't use his brain, and people can tell at a glance whether he's telling the truth or not.

The old man shook his head and rejected Ye Changqing's invitation: "Go to your car and enjoy the cool breeze. It's much better for me to sit under a big tree at home and enjoy the cool air. No!"

Ye Changqing frowned. It was the first time he met such a stubborn old man, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

After a moment of silence, he said, "It's too hot. I'll take you home."

The old man smiled faintly: "Thank you for saving me and thank you for your kindness.

I'm very busy, and I want to make more money while I still have some energy."

Make money?

Qian Cheng frowned and said, "Old man, these weeds... are worthless.

You don’t make money doing this.”

The old man looked up and glanced at Qian Cheng: "You are just too young and don't understand anything.

This is mugwort, a medicinal herb. I cut 200 kilograms of mugwort a day, take it home and dry it, and I can get about 50 kilograms of dried mugwort.

Those dealers who buy medicinal herbs buy them at 60 cents per pound.

All in all, I can make thirty yuan a day.

Now you know this thing is a treasure.

Let me tell you, the things growing in this land may look like weeds to you, but if you knew a little about medicine, you would know they are all treasures.”

宝？

Qian Cheng was a little confused and turned to look at Ye Changqing with a questioning look in his eyes.

Ye Changqing nodded. Wild mugwort has high medicinal value, but it was harvested in the wrong season. If it is after summer, the medicinal value of mugwort will be even higher.

A pound of dried mugwort can be sold for at least 6 yuan per pound.

Qian Cai was a little surprised to see Ye Changqing nod, but he still thought that these mugworts were garbage.

“Don’t do it, even if you only make thirty dollars a day.

A meal costs twenty or thirty yuan.

After a busy day, there is still no plan for the other two meals.

And ended up losing money.”

The old man glanced at the money with his dim eyes and said: "Who would be willing to spend twenty or thirty yuan on a meal?

I don't have to spend money on meals.

There is food at home, rapeseed grown in our own fields, and even the oil is squeezed from the rapeseed grown in our own fields.

Every year I give the rapeseed oil I squeeze to my children.

Their favorite is rapeseed oil, which they squeeze themselves, without any additives, and it’s the real good stuff.”

Ye Changqing was a little surprised: "You have children?"

At such an old age, if he had children, who would be willing to let him suffer under the scorching sun? The old man smiled, his dim eyes shining: "Yes, I have four.

Hahaha……

Four children, all very capable.

Some have bachelor's degrees, some have master's degrees, and some have doctoral degrees.

Let me put it this way, they are all social elites and pillars of the country!"