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Su Ling took the medicinal hoe, took a deep breath, and carefully began to operate it according to Grandpa Chen's teachings. Although her movements were somewhat clumsy, her seriousness and effort were clearly visible.
Grandpa Chen patiently guided her from the side, correcting her actions and encouraging her to try boldly. Under his careful instruction, Su Ling gradually mastered the skills of digging for herbs, and a joyful expression of achievement spread across her face.
Watching Su Ling, Grandpa Chen felt a sense of satisfaction. He continued to share with her some methods for storing and preparing herbs, as well as the growth patterns of different herbs in various seasons.
He mentioned that some herbs grow most vigorously in spring but reach their peak efficacy in autumn; others require special preparation to maximize their effectiveness, such as the duration of drying and controlling the heat.
Su Ling listened attentively, occasionally asking questions. Grandpa Chen answered her patiently, and their interaction flowed like a clear spring in the mountains, rich with knowledge and tradition.
Under Grandpa Chen's guidance, Su Ling's understanding of herbs deepened significantly, and her skills in herb gathering improved remarkably. She knew she had taken another solid step on her journey with medicinal plants.
Returning home to her small courtyard, Su Ling was laden with her harvest. The sunlight was just right, casting its glow on the ancient Stone Well in the yard. The well water was crystal clear, reflecting the deep blue of the sky.
She drew water from the well; the cool water cascaded from the bucket with a crisp sound. She meticulously washed each herb she had gathered, ensuring every leaf and stem was clean, as if performing a sacred ritual.
After washing, she arranged the herbs neatly on a Bamboo Tray that emitted a faint Bamboo Fragrance, mingling with the fresh scent of the herbs. She placed the Bamboo Tray under the sun to dry. During this process, she gently turned the herbs occasionally to ensure they dried evenly and thoroughly; each turn carried her anticipation for these plants.
Once dried, Su Ling carefully prepared them according to modern knowledge and Grandpa Chen's methods.
At that simple stove, she kindled a small fire. The flames licked at the bottom of the pot, illuminating her focused face.
She placed some herbs into the pot and slowly roasted them over low heat, occasionally using chopsticks to gently stir them, controlling the temperature and time like a meticulous artist sculpting her masterpiece.
At first, the villagers were quite curious about her handling of herbs, but no one believed she could achieve anything significant.
However, Su Ling did not feel discouraged. One day, when a neighbor's child accidentally fell while playing and scraped his knee, causing it to swell and heat up, Su Ling heard about it and took her homemade herbal powder to help. In the neighbor's yard, the child sat on a chair, crying in pain while his parents paced anxiously nearby.
Su Ling entered the yard and gently comforted the child with a few soothing words. Her voice was soft and kind, gradually calming him down. She then knelt down, took out a clean piece of cotton cloth from her Cloth Bag, and gently washed the wound with well water. Her movements were tender, like a gentle breeze, careful not to hurt the child.
After cleaning the wound, she evenly sprinkled her homemade herbal powder over it. The fine powder covered the injury delicately, and finally, she wrapped it with a clean strip of cloth.
While bandaging, she skillfully tied a beautiful bow and smiled at the child, saying, "This is a magical bow that will help your wound heal quickly."
The next day, when Su Ling visited the neighbor's house again, the child was already able to get up and play. The redness and swelling on his knee had noticeably subsided, and the heat had diminished.
The child joyfully ran towards Su Ling, took her hand, and exclaimed, "Sister Ling, your medicine is amazing!"
Word of this incident spread quickly, and Su Ling's reputation began to rise. The villagers looked at her with newfound respect and came to seek her knowledge about herbs. Some brought herbs they had gathered themselves to ask if they could be used; others inquired about which herbs were suitable for treating common ailments.
Su Ling patiently answered all their questions. Standing in the yard with sunlight casting a warm glow around her, she exuded confidence and enthusiasm. Her interactions with the villagers were harmonious and heartwarming, fostering increasingly close relationships with them.
She knew that in this unfamiliar world, she was gradually carving out her own space through her knowledge of herbs. This was just the beginning; many more challenges and opportunities awaited her in the future.
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