After returning home, he began to prepare to make the pills.
Ginseng, glossy ganoderma, shanjing, guiyuan … These herbs had to be roasted properly first, then ground into powder and sifted. If it was not suitable, he had to continue grinding and sifting. This process repeated several times.
Every medicinal herb was turned into fine powder, exuding a unique smell. Wang Yao carefully packed them and marked them. It took him a whole day to do all this work.
The next day, he began to process the other herbs.
Moonlight, Ziyu, Iron Plum … These herbs would lose a lot of efficacy if they were roasted with heat, so Wang Yao chose to boil them into clear soup with ancient spring water.
It took him another day to prepare like this.
When returning home in the evening, Wang Yao heard his mother talking about his aunt's pregnancy again.
"Your uncle asked someone to check it. He said it's a girl and he doesn't want it anymore," Wang Yao's mother said.
"A girl? How long has she been pregnant? Can you tell?" Wang Yao frowned slightly.
"It's been almost three months. Your uncle said he asked someone in the hospital to help him. He can tell."
"My aunt is in her forties, right?" Wang Yao said. "If she has an abortion at this time, it will take her at least half a year to get pregnant again. Can her body bear it? When you have time, you should persuade my uncle. What era is it now? It's the same whether it's a boy or a girl."
At three months, the fetus had already developed. If she had an abortion at this time, it would not only harm the pregnant woman's body, but also disrespect a life. Unless the fetus was born with a congenital abnormality or other non-human factors, it was not recommended to abort.
"Your uncle doesn't want it, but your grandma and grandpa also want a grandson," Zhang Xiuying said.
Wang Yao was silent. He did not agree with this view very much. He was quite repulsed. After all, he was the younger generation. Some things could only be said to his parents. Some things could not be said.
After dinner, Wang Yao seriously told his mother, "Mom, you should persuade them. If the baby is healthy, it's better to keep it."
"Well, I'll persuade your uncle again," Zhang Xiuying said. She rarely saw her son talk to her so seriously.
"Yao is right. It's the same whether it's a boy or a girl." Wang Yao's father said. This was a very rare statement. In fact, Wang Yao's father rarely expressed his opinion about the affairs of Wang Yao's grandma's family, especially his uncle's affairs.
Wang Yao's mother and siblings, three elder sisters and one younger brother. His uncle was very favored. His three elder sisters would listen to him no matter what. Wang Yao's mother was the oldest, so she worried the most. His second aunt was now in Beijing. She would go home at most once a year. His youngest aunt was in Lianshan County. Now, his uncle would ask his two elder sisters for help if he had any problems. In this regard, although his father did not say anything, he had some opinions. Just like Wang Yao's mother had opinions about his two uncles, they were all on their own family's side. The two of them were the same.
After dinner, Wang Yao specially said to his parents, "I won't go down the mountain tomorrow."
He was going to make the pills on the mountain tomorrow. It should take a long time. In order to avoid distraction, he decided not to go down the mountain.
"What are you doing now?"
"Making medicine."
"That's OK." His mother did not ask much.
At around 7 pm, Wang Yao went out and went to the south of the village. He then walked quickly. His speed was really like the wind. If he was seen by others, they might really think that they had seen a ghost in the dark.
Not long after flying away, Wang Yao stopped abruptly. He turned his head and looked at a field where hay was piled up. There was a sound coming from there.
"Be gentle."
"Babe, I miss you so much!"
"It's only been a few days. You can't stand it anymore?"
It turned out that a pair of wild lovebirds were doing something that was not suitable for children.
"How's your sick husband's illness?"
Wang Yao, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped.
"He's still the same. He's sick all day. He's half dead like a heavy smoker," the woman said with dissatisfaction.
"Then I can't satisfy you."
"Don't I have you?"
"Then I'll let you have a good time!"
Listening to the disgusting conversation, Wang Yao frowned. His face was a little gloomy. Of course, it was night. No one could see.
"What a beautiful night." Wang Yao looked up at the sky. The moon was as cold as water. The stars were speckled.
"What a disgusting man and woman." He lowered his head and looked at the wild lovebirds who were burning with passion behind the haystack. They did not know there was someone nearby.
Faced with such a situation, Wang Yao felt that he had to do something.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
He roared like a lion. It was like thunder.
He used the True Qi in his body for this roar, which was no small matter. It was really like thunder, especially in this silent night. At least half of the people in the village could hear it, and what was even more exaggerated was that almost all the windows in the nearest villager's house were slightly shaken.
Oh my God!
The man who was working hard immediately went soft. A gust of wind blew. He only felt cold all over.
The woman was even more dumbfounded.
The two of them ran out without pulling up their pants. As a result, they saw darkness. Near them was an empty field. In the distance was a quiet mountain forest. There was not a single person.
"No one?"
"Then what was the roar just now?"
The two of them were already guilty in their hearts. Now, they were even more frightened. If it was daytime, it would be obvious that their faces were pale. It was as if they had seen a ghost.
"Hey, I'm suddenly in a good mood!"
Wang Yao had done a good deed without leaving his name. He had already reached Nanshan Hill. He looked down the hill and sighed.
"I don't know how their psychological endurance is. If they were interrupted in such an intense way, or if they were interrupted in a way that frightened them, it might leave a lasting illness!"
Wang Yao said with a smile.
The dog next to him shook his tail and looked up. He looked at his master standing there and talking to himself in confusion.
"Poop picker, what's going on tonight? It feels weird."
Wang Yao sat outside the hut with a folding stool. He looked up at the quiet night sky. The breeze was blowing on his face. It was very comfortable.
After staring at the sky for a while, Wang Yao said with a smile, "Well, it seems that the weather tomorrow will be good. It's just right for making pills."
The next day, the weather was really good. The sun was bright and the spring breeze was warm.
The goshawk on the tree spread its wings and flew into the sky to patrol its kingdom. As the overlord of the sky, the goshawk's range of activities was very wide.
San Xian was strolling leisurely in his territory. Over the past few days, he and the goshawk had worked together to clean up all the snakes, insects, rats, and ants that dared to enter the territory. The mountain forest returned to its peaceful state.
In the hut, Wang Yao took out the materials that he had prepared in advance.
"San Xian, I want to make pills. Unauthorized people are not allowed to enter!" Wang Yao shouted outside.
Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! The dog heard Wang Yao's shout and responded twice to show that it had heard him. It then changed direction and came to the only road that led to the medicine field. Its pair of eyes stared down. At this time, it was not an ordinary dog. It was the "king of the land" in the territory. Of course, except for the "poop picker" in the hut who was doing something unknown.
In the cottage, Wang Yao carefully wiped the medicine board clean. Then, he took out a brush and gently brushed it with the decoction he had brewed the day before. Then, he quickly sprinkled a kind of powder made of herbs into the decoction. Then, he gently shook the decoction board with a special rhythm and continued to brush it. He was very careful during the whole process.
These medicinal herbs were very precious. Unlike the pills that he had made a few days ago to test and familiarize himself with the production process, the ingredients used could not be sloppy.
The medicinal powder in the medicine board slowly turned into pills. At first, it was the size of a grain of rice. It gradually became bigger.
The mixture of all kinds of medicinal herbs formed a unique medicinal fragrance.
At this time, Wang Yao was like a skillful painter, and also like a master sculptor.
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