"I'm fine. Go up the mountain and bring the sheep down for me," the old man said as he got off the motorcycle. His body suddenly swayed and he had to hold onto the wall to steady himself.
"Don't go into the house. Hurry up. I'll take you to the hospital," the young man said anxiously. He remembered what Wang Yao had said on the hill.
"Just go back to the house. Why do I have to go to the hospital?" the old man said.
His son pulled him onto the motorbike and drove him to the hospital without any explanation.
"Stay here and eat grass quietly. Don't run around," Wang Yao said to the three goats beside him as he sat on the side of the mountain.
He didn't wait for long. He saw a middle-aged woman rushing up the hill toward him.
"Hello, Auntie," Wang Yao said.
"Hey, Yao, sorry to trouble you," the woman said.
"You're welcome. Where's my uncle?"
"Your brother took him to the hospital," the woman said.
"Yes, it'll be better if he has a checkup," Wang Yao said.
"Yes," the woman said.
After chatting for a while, the woman took the sheep down the hill.
Wang Yao went up the hill and stood outside the herbal field. He was thinking as he looked into the distance.
He didn't know why the sheep had broken through the illusion and entered the herbal field. Fortunately, San Xian was there. Otherwise, the herbs would have been in trouble. It was an accident, but it might happen again in the future.
I have to think of a way.
There were originally no roads on Nanshan Hill, especially in the area where Wang Yao was. However, some of the places that people often walked on had been trampled into small paths. People who occasionally went up the mountain to herd sheep or passed by would walk on these small paths. These paths were not far from Wang Yao's herbal field, but they were not close either. There were trees and the forest that had just been planted in the middle.
Normally, no one would come here. Even during the first two years when Wang Yao was on Nanshan Hill, not many people came here during the busy farming season. Occasionally, villagers would come to ask for a bowl of water.
If it doesn't work, I'll block these paths.
After going up the hill, Wang Yao walked around Nanshan Hill a few times. He had a general idea.
The illusion had to be set up. It couldn't be rushed, but he could consider a compromise first.
Some things could be planted temporarily. After a period of time, if they were in the way, they could be removed.
Wang Yao walked around the mountain a few times and determined a few positions. He made a mark on the stone. By the time he was done, the sky had already darkened.
He went down the mountain and returned home. He noticed that his mother was looking at him strangely.
"What's wrong, Mom?"
"Just now, Chunrong came by with something to thank you. What's going on?"
"Chun Rong?" Wang Yao paused for a moment before remembering who it was.
He was the son of the middle-aged man who was not feeling well on the mountain today.
"Thank me?"
"That's right. He said that it was fortunate that we discovered it early. Otherwise, it would have been troublesome."
"Oh, this morning, his father was herding sheep on the mountain and happened to be near the herbal field. I thought there might be something wrong with his body, so I took his pulse and diagnosed that there was really something wrong with his body. Then I asked him to call home and send him to the hospital."
"Yes, he went to the county hospital."
While the mother and son were talking, a person knocked on the door and entered the yard. It was the young man who rode the motorbike up the mountain today. After seeing Wang Yao, he immediately went up to him.
"I really have to thank you properly. It's all thanks to your reminder!" Wang Yao expressed his gratitude.
"Is your uncle feeling better?"
"He's hospitalized."
"Come in." Wang Yao invited the young man, who was not much older than him, into the house. The young man's name was Wang Chunrong. He was the same generation as Wang Yao, but they didn't have much contact. At most, they would greet each other when they met.
After sitting down, according to Wang Chunrong's description, after coming down from the mountain, he originally didn't plan to send his father to the hospital. However, when his father got off the motorbike, he couldn't stand steadily and almost fell. This scared him. He didn't dare to hesitate and rode the motorbike directly to town. He originally wanted to go to the town hospital, but he met an acquaintance who drove him and his father directly to the county hospital. After a checkup, it was not a big deal. He was immediately hospitalized for thrombolytic treatment.
According to the attending doctor, if he had come a few hours later, the possibility of the thrombosis being removed would be much smaller. Cerebral thrombosis was like this. A moment of carelessness delayed the treatment time. Even if it was just an hour, it could directly lead to hemiplegia. Now, his father's symptoms had already shown. His right arm and arm were basically out of control. He could only make some small movements.
"I didn't expect you to know medical skills!" Wang Chunrong said with a smile.
After hearing that, Wang Yao just smiled and didn't say anything.
"He actively cooperated with the treatment in the hospital and exercised properly. Now that his arm and leg can still move, there shouldn't be much of a problem."
"Yes, the doctor also said so. I still have to go to the hospital. I'll thank you properly another day!"
"No need." Wang Yao refused with a smile.
He got up and walked Wang Chunrong out. When he returned to the house, he saw his mother happily humming a song. Immediately, he smiled.
The dinner that day was very sumptuous.
"Hey, there are guests today?" Wang Fenghua, who came back from outside, was puzzled when he saw the sumptuous dishes on the table.
"No, I cooked for myself." Zhang Xiuying smiled and poured a glass of wine for him.
"It's a bit wasteful." Wang Fenghua picked up the wine and said in a muffled voice.
"It's not for you. It's for my son." Zhang Xiuying said happily.
Yes, yes. Wang Yao just nodded and lowered his head to eat. He knew why his mother was so happy and didn't say anything. After dinner, he chatted with his parents for a while and then went back to Nanshan Hill.
After Wang Yao left, Wang Fenghua lit a cigarette and asked, "What did your son do to make you so happy?"
"Nothing much. I saw that Chunrong's father had thrombosis, so I reminded him. This afternoon, Chunrong even came to express his gratitude."
"You received gifts from him again?"
"I didn't want them, but he insisted on giving them up."
"When he comes back from the hospital, remember to go and see him," Wang Fenghua said after a moment of silence.
"Oh, okay."
This was the way of relationships. There were exchanges, and the friendship would continue. However, if there was no exchange, the friendship would gradually drift apart.
The next morning, after finishing his practice, he went down the hill. He told his family that he was going to leave and drove outside. He first went to the nursery where he bought the saplings last time. He wanted to buy some plants and plant them on the hill.
"What? Plants with thorns?"
After hearing Wang Yao's request, the man was slightly surprised and then asked him a question.
"The saplings you bought from my nursery last time are all alive?"
The man had a deep impression of Wang Yao. After all, not everyone would choose to plant trees in the cold winter, let alone plant more than one kind.
"They are alive. They are growing very well," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"You want plants with thorns? Cactus?"
"No, I want to plant them on the hill," Wang Yao said.
"Plant them on the hill? Do you want trees or shrubs?"
"Shrubs first, preferably the kind that grows in clusters."
"Let me think." The man stood in place and lowered his head to think for a while.
"Roses, roses. They are very beautiful when they are in full bloom."
"Flowers?"
Wang Yao was surprised. The hill was full of flowers and could be seen from afar. It would only attract more attention. What he wanted was to prevent people from getting close to the herbal field and cottage.
"I don't want flowers. Change to something else that is not so eye-catching."
"I have a kind of purple leaf berberis. It is a commonly used garden plant. It has thorns, but the thorns are soft."
"What does it look like? Can you take me to see it?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yes, no problem. Come with me." The man then took Wang Yao to see the plant. It grew in clusters. The leaves were purple and had soft thorns. It looked quite beautiful.
"Okay, this is it. Can I ask for some boxwood?"
"Yes, how many do you want? I will send them to you."
Wang Yao gave a rough estimate. Then, the man drove the trees to the foot of the mountain and brought them to the top of the mountain with the help of other people.
"This …" When he saw the saplings that Wang Yao bought in the winter before the New Year were swaying in the spring breeze and had grown green leaves, he was stunned.
"This doesn't make sense!"
He would not be surprised if the saplings grew like this in a greenhouse. After all, the environmental temperature was artificially controlled and some special drugs were added. However, this was an open-air environment. The cold temperature was the biggest factor that limited the growth of plants. The saplings actually grew in reverse. It was too shocking.
"How did you do it?"
"Take care of it diligently. Pay more attention."
"Are you done?"
"Yes."
After being stunned for a long time, the man blurted out such a sentence. "I admire you!"
"I said before that if you grow these saplings, you can buy saplings from me for free in the future. This is the money for today. Here you go!" As he spoke, the man took out the deposit that Wang Yao had paid from his pocket and wanted to return it to him.
"How can I do that?"
Seeing that the man kept his promise, Wang Yao was willing to take advantage of him. In the end, the man agreed to give him all the saplings at the lowest price. It was considered a break-even price.
"It's amazing that the saplings can grow like this in the winter!"
The man looked back from time to time as he walked down the mountain. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it. In this barren mountain, there was actually someone who could grow a large number of plants in winter. The key point was that they were all alive and growing at an astonishing rate.
"Boss, what did that young man grow on the hill?"
"It should be herbs. I only know a few of them."
"Herbs? Are they very profitable? I see that the car he drives is not bad!"
"I don't know. Why? Do you want to change your career?"
"Of course not. I'm just asking. It's good to work for you."
…
After they left, Wang Yao began to get busy on the hill. The saplings that were transported to the hill needed to be planted. He had also determined the place where he planted them. Take them? He did the digging, digging, planting, watering. He watered the diluted ancient spring water.
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