The vicious female supporting role is ruthless and arrogant

Chapter 253 Mandala Flower

"Mayor Lin, what did you see at the entrance of the village that day?" He Yi put down the wine glass in his hand and asked.

"I think the military district leaders should have told you about this, right?

But afterwards, I began to doubt myself and couldn’t tell whether I was really hallucinating at the time.”

"Mayor Lin, when you were around the village entrance, did you see any strange-looking plants?" Zuo Zixuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

Lin Chunhong tried hard to recall the scene at that time.

"Over there, there is a plant that looks like morning glory blooming all over the mountains and fields.

But I'm sure it's not morning glory.

There are many thick thorns on the flower stem, and the flower smells very bad. Anyway, the smell is very intoxicating. "

Zuo Zixuan nodded, and had a rough idea in his mind.

It seems that there is no special geology there, but rather the reason for the planting of datura all over the mountains.

She was certain that there must be some human involvement.

Zuo Zixuan took out a small bottle from her bag and put it in her palm. "If Mayor Lin wants to go to Gege Village next time, you can put a pill of this in your mouth before entering the village."

Mayor Lin took the medicine bottle and asked, "What is this?"

“This is Baiduqing, as the name suggests, it can cure all kinds of poisons.

From your analysis, the morning glory you mentioned should be Datura, a poison that can cure diseases, but it is also the raw material for making hallucinogenic drugs."

Lin Chunhong opened his eyes wide, "So that's how it is... No wonder so many people encountered problems at the entrance of the village."

"But it would be best if you wait until we return from Gog Village before going.

Because at the moment I am judging based on your description that the flower is a mandshurica, but I don’t know what other dangers are in it yet. We will know after we go there.”

Zuo Zixuan sat on the side and persuaded.

“Since they can cure diseases, they must understand pharmacology, and there must be a lot of medicine grown in the village.

If someone who doesn’t know about herbs goes in, it’s easy to get into trouble.”

Lin Chunhong nodded, then looked at Zuo Zixuan with a worried look and asked:

"Then my sister-in-law is blind, is it okay for her to go in?"

Before Zuo Zixuan could speak, Xu Qingfeng put down the bowl, patted his chest and said:

“My master can’t see, but don’t I still have me?

Although I am only a half-baked Chinese medicine practitioner, I know a lot of herbs.”

Zuo Zixuan smiled helplessly, "You know you are only half-baked, so why don't you work hard?"

Xu Qingfeng pouted unconvincedly and said, "Master, I am the smartest and most hardworking among your disciples.

Many people my age don’t dare to go on the operating table.

Apart from opening the skull and heart, is there anything else I cannot do?"

"You kid, I've been keeping you by my side all day long, teaching you step by step. If you still haven't made any progress, you really deserve a beating..."

Xu Qingfeng thought about it and nodded with a playful smile, "Yes, yes, it's all because of the good teaching of the master."

Everyone looked at Xu Qingfeng's cheeky look and laughed out loud, "Hahahaha."

This extremely informal dinner lasted until after 11 o'clock in the evening.

Lin Chunhong invited He Yi and others to live at his home, but He Yi politely declined.

It probably won't be much better than a guesthouse if we go there. We'll have to trouble others to entertain us, and it won't be convenient for them to get things. It's better to just stay in the guesthouse.

Early the next morning, after Zuo Zixuan and the others had packed up, they prepared to go to the street to see if there were any state-owned restaurants to have breakfast.

As soon as I stepped out of the gate of the guesthouse, I met Lin Chunhong and his wife coming over with two baskets.

"Captain He, are we leaving now?"

"No, we won't leave until around ten o'clock. Let's go out and find where the state-owned restaurant is so we can have breakfast there."

"Hey, there are no state-owned restaurants in our remote area.

I brought some vegetable buns and millet porridge.

Our conditions here are limited, please don't despise us." Lin Chunhong said as he raised the basket in his hand.

"That really troubles Mayor Lin."

"What's the trouble? Come on, let's go in and eat." Then he turned to the middle-aged woman next to him and said:

"Xiao Li, go and ask Dad to come and eat together."

The middle-aged woman smiled and handed the basket to Lin Chunhong, "Okay, then you go in first, I'll go call him over."

After entering the house, Lin Chunhong and Xu Qingfeng took out the things in the basket and placed them on the table.

Just as the food was set, the old man ran in with his lunch box, "Are we having big buns today?

Oh, I'm so greedy, it feels like I haven't eaten white flour for a long time."

Lin Chunhong looked at the old man helplessly, "Yes, yes, then you should eat more today."

Although the breakfast was ordinary, the atmosphere was very good. With the presence of the old man and Xu Qingfeng, there was a lot of talking and laughing during the meal.

After dinner, Lin Chunhong's wife cleaned up the dishes. Zuo Zixuan pulled He Yi's clothes, and He Yi leaned over and put his ear close to her mouth.

Zuo Zixuan muttered a few words, and He Yi took her to the bags where they put their luggage.

After a while, He Yi walked to the table with a bunch of things and put them into the basket brought by Lin Chunhong.

"Captain He, what are you doing?"

Lin Chunhong quickly stood up to stop him.

"My wife is pregnant, so she took a lot of stuff with her when she went out. They weren't good stuff either. I took them back to eat and have a snack."

When Lin Chunhong heard He Yi say that, he thought it was just some snacks and did not stop him.

If we continue to push it, it will seem hypocritical.

After a few simple words of thanks, we sat down to chat.

About an hour later, Song Yingyan and Xu Qingfeng, who had gone out to look for their fellow villagers' ox cart, came back.

"Our village's Uncle Gu's ox cart is coming, let's go."

He Yi and the others stood up to say goodbye to Mayor Lin. Xu Qingfeng and Song Yingyan carried their luggage, said a few simple hellos, and left first.

Lin Chunhong and his wife and the old man accompanied He Yi and his wife to the door, watched them get on the ox cart, and then turned around and went into the guesthouse to pick up the basket.

"Captain He, what did you put here? It's quite heavy." Lin Chunhong's wife said while carrying a basket.

Lin Chunhong took the basket, weighed it, frowned, put the basket on the table, picked up an oil paper bag and opened it. Inside was a piece of raw bacon weighing about one pound.

He then opened the other oil paper packages in the basket, which contained two pieces of bacon, a piece of fresh braised beef, a bag of toffee, and a bag of dried meat floss.

Lin Chunhong looked at the things that were opened on the table, and he felt mixed emotions. These things were hard to eat here throughout the year.

All this added up would probably be at least ten dollars.

The things were too valuable, and he was in a dilemma, wondering whether he should chase He Yi and the others and return the things to them. In this era, life is not easy for everyone.

The old man held the bacon on the table and took a deep breath.

"It smells so good... I haven't smelled such a delicious bacon aroma in ten years."

Lin Chunhong felt really bad when he saw the old man's appearance.

Although I brought him to live in the town, life there is much better than in the countryside, but he can't have the luxury of eating delicious food every day.

All I can say is that I won't go hungry, but I'll have to eat wild vegetable steamed buns at least two or three days a week, and meat once a week.

When he was a child, there was no primary school in the village, so his father carried him on his back for more than ten miles every day to go to other villages to go to school, always repeating that only by studying hard could he live a good life in the future.

After I started junior high school, he had to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads to visit me at school twice a month. Each time he carried large bags of food and also had to give me living expenses.

Except for the winter and summer vacations, he didn't let himself go back home at other times, so that he could have more time to study and not waste time on the road.

After attending technical secondary school, my food and clothing were all provided by the government, and I could save a few dollars every month to support my family.

Although his father always happily accepted the money, he would add some money and give it all to me to take back to school at the beginning of each school term.

It’s not that his family was wealthy, but that the money was saved by his family in order to support his studies and to feed him with coarse food.

Lin Chunhong looked at the meat on the table and pursed his lips. He decided to make an exception for his father this time.

"I'll make you a plate to go with your wine tonight."

When the old man heard Lin Chunhong's words, his eyes lit up, but after thinking about it, he put the meat back with greed in his eyes.

"No, no, no, let's just leave it there and wait until Xing'er and Junjun get home from school on the weekend before we fry it."

Lin Chunhong said with a smile:

"There are three pieces, right? We'll just cut half a piece to fry tonight and wait until they come back on the weekend before we fry a big piece."

“Only fry half a piece?”

"Well, just fry half a piece."

The old man nodded happily like a child and agreed, "Okay, just fry half a piece. I'll help Xing'er and Junjun taste it first to see if it tastes good."

The father and son were chatting and laughing, just like when the old man amused Lin Chunhong when they were children.

Zuo Zixuan and his friends got on the ox cart. Grandpa Gu, who was driving the cart, went to the street corner to pick up other villagers. Song Yingyan also bought some meat, eggs and vegetables.

Otherwise, if they didn't bring any dishes, but the smell of meat came from the house, everyone would definitely make all kinds of speculations.

After five or six villagers got on the bus, they greeted Song Yingyan enthusiastically when they saw him. "Hey, isn't this Yingyan? Why are you back?"

"Third aunt, my friends and I came back to do something."

A middle-aged man looked Song Yingyan up and down and said with some doubt:

"Ying Yan, didn't I hear from Zhou Xiaoer that you were laid off from the factory? How come you seem to be eating and wearing much better than when you were working in the factory?"

Song Yingyan felt a little embarrassed because his two sets of clothes were given to him by He Yi.

The clothes He Yi wore were not bad to begin with. They were either sold at department store counters or imported from foreign trade stores. Naturally, they looked much more upscale.

"Hey, fellow, that was Brother Ying Yan who left on his own because he didn't think highly of the chemical plant that was about to close down.

His current employer is much more promising than his previous chemical plant.

The salary is higher than that of the chemical factory, and the food and drink must be better than before."

Before Song Yingyan could say anything, Xu Qingfeng spoke up to help him out.

“But I seem to have heard that after he left the chemical plant, he was so poor that he almost had to eat dirt.

My mother and children are dead, and my wife ran away."

This big brother really keeps bringing up things that are not relevant to the topic. Every word he says hits Song Yingyan right in the heart.