Too many things have happened in their village before, so it's no wonder these villagers have become so sensitive.
"Anyway, you have to listen to the village chief. Don't go to the mountains anymore these days, and don't wander around the village."
Zhang Dabiao nodded, indicating that he understood.
Throughout the whole day, Zhang Dabiao was playing with flowers and plants in the yard, and also checked the body of the mute father's child.
Only then did I discover that the little mute child of the mute father was not completely unable to speak.
"Mute dad, in fact, your child could speak when he was very young, but you didn't raise him well later, so it had a bad impact on him, causing him to be unable to speak."
When the mute father heard what Zhang Dabiao said, he was so excited that he burst into tears.
"You're right. He cried loudly when he was just born, but later he got some strange disease, so now he can only make this babbling sound and can't speak."
"Then you're not going to take him to the hospital for a checkup?"
Upon hearing Zhang Dabiao's inquiry, the mute father just shook his head in distress.
"Our family has no money at all. How can we afford his medical expenses? We went to the hospital in the city, and the doctor already said that we must have a lot of money to cure him..."
Zhang Dabiao knows the situation here.
I also understand what kind of life these poor people live.
People here even build houses by themselves.
Just when Zhang Dabiao was thinking, the mute father suddenly stood up and looked like he was about to kneel down.
"Oh, what are you going to do?"
"Little brother, I know you are very capable. Since you can see my son's condition, you can definitely cure him!"
"As long as you can cure my son's disease, I can kowtow to you now!"
Hearing what the mute father said, Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but be a little moved.
But before Zhang Dabiao could speak, the mute father continued.
"But little brother, don't be embarrassed by my affairs. I just hope that you can do your best. No matter how much money you need, I will find someone to get it for you as soon as possible."
It is really not easy for a father to do this. Zhang Dabiao was completely determined now.
"Don't worry."
"I have no problem leaving this matter to me."
You should know that I rescued Lao Wang’s daughter, so you have to believe me.”
Hearing that Zhang Dabiao made such a guarantee, the mute father almost jumped up with excitement.
He didn't expect this little brother to be so generous.
"Thank you so much. It is our family's greatest blessing to have you come to our home!"
Zhang Dabiao and the mute father exchanged a few words, and then Zhang Dabiao carried a small basket and prepared to go to the hillside behind.
He had previously discovered that there were many precious medicinal materials here, so he decided to collect them here.
Although Zhang Dabiao was not capable of using these medicinal materials to treat a little mute, he still had to convince others of his medical skills.
Climbing halfway up the mountain, Zhang Dabiao began to put the medicinal materials into his backpack little by little.
When it was almost dark, Zhang Dabiao went back to the mute father's house.
"Brother Zhang, you're back. I've stewed chicken specially. How about you come over and try it?" The mute father called people over.
Looking at his happy look, he seemed to be celebrating the New Year.
"Mute dad, what kind of day is it today? You actually killed the chicken?"
"You cured my son's disease, but I can't reward you well. I don't have anything good to eat, so I killed the chicken."
"This person is not fully recovered yet, but he is so happy. Aren't you afraid that I can't cure him?"
"Others don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know how powerful you are. It's not easy to cure my son."
"Okay, just say this to you, I will definitely cure your son, otherwise I will be sorry for the chicken you killed for me."
Seeing him so happy, Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but smile in his eyes and joked with him.
Different from the mood of the two of them at this time, the mood of Liu Lan and Lou Yi next door could be said to be extremely bad.
Qing Yan's injury slowed down the progress of their mission.
Now they owed Zhang Dabiao a favor, and the villagers didn't want to see them.
It can be said that we are in dire straits right now. I feel very upset when I hear the laughter next door.
"Xiao Xiaoxiao, what's so happy about it? The task hasn't been completed yet, so I'm just doing something inexplicable." Lou Yi said dissatisfied.
"It's good now. Qingyan was injured, and Zhang Dabiao couldn't go up the mountain because of it. It would be better if we could wait until Qingyan gets better."
Indeed, after listening to his words, Lou Yi felt much better, "Liu Lan, I didn't see it, you are quite good at understanding people."
"What I can't explain or not, I'm just telling the truth."
"What you say makes sense, then let Zhang Dabiao accompany them. This way, we won't be afraid of him getting ahead of us."
The two chatted for a while and then went back to their respective houses.
As for why they listened to the village chief and stayed at the mute father's house.
I just wanted to find out the news about Zhang Dabiao so as not to be beaten to the punch.
After eating, Zhang Dabiao began to give medicine to the little mute.
The little mute is only a teenager, but because he cannot speak, he stays at home all year round.
When he came before, the little mute would hide every time he saw him.
Later, I learned from the mute father that the little mute recognized his birth.
But after going back and forth, we got to know each other a lot.
It's not like I would hide away as soon as I saw him like before.
"Little mute, after I finish treating you this time, you can speak."
The little mute's eyes were shining, and he stared straight at Zhang Dabiao as if he couldn't believe it.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Are you not happy that your voice has healed?"
After teasing him a few words, he focused on the movements of his hands.
The mute father who was watching was extremely nervous. As soon as Zhang Dabiao stopped, he couldn't wait to step forward and asked: "Brother Zhang, is my son's throat really cured?"
"Not yet, don't be so anxious, or you might scare the child."
Zhang Dabiao comforted him, but it was of no use, so he simply asked him to go outside and calm down.
After he left, Zhang Dabiao took the medicinal materials that had been picked long ago.
Crush it and apply it on the little mute's throat.
Afterwards, he went to get the spiritual liquid and asked him to drink it.
This should be foolproof. With the blessing of the spiritual liquid, there is no need to worry about not being able to cure his throat.
As soon as he drank the spiritual liquid, the little mute felt that his throat was uncomfortable and tight.
It was itchy, as if millions of ants were eating his throat.