Traveling between the 70s and the modern world

Chapter 130 Delivering Medicine

The people in the cowshed had no idea that their daily conversations were being overheard.

Even if I knew it, there was nothing to be afraid of. At most, I would be dragged out for criticism like in other villages.

When Lin Qingyan returned to the educated youth center, she went straight back to her room, locked the door, and went from space to the modern world.

I took out my phone and called Zhou Limei. Zhou Limei's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Qingyan, you didn't go home today?"

"I just came from home, Sister Zhou, I need your help with something."

Zhou Limei on the other end of the phone sat up straight and asked her, "What happened? What do you need me to do?"

"Nothing happened. It's like this, Sister Zhou. I need to send something to someone. It's liquid.

But I can only give him a little bit, and he can't know it's from me. I want to ask you, is there anything that can be used to hold it?"

Zhou Limei was confused by her words, but she still understood what she meant.

So he asked Lin Qingyan: "Is it valuable?"

Lin Qingyan thought for a moment and said, "It is very effective for the person who gave it to. It is colorless and tasteless, but not expensive."

Zhou Limei thought for a moment, "Is it urgent?"

"I need it urgently. I want to buy it tonight."

"Then you can go to a supermarket or a jewelry or cosmetics store and buy the packaging bags from them.

It is a transparent bag with a screw-on lid. Some people use it to store cosmetics, and there are also food-grade ones that can be used to store drinking water.

Some concerts don't allow bottled water, but you can bring in bags of water like this. If you go to these stores and ask, there's no written notice."

"Okay, I'll go look for it first. Thank you, Sister Zhou." After Lin Qingyan hung up the phone, she rode her bicycle up the mountain.

Although no one lives around the abandoned house, the roads are normal and you can ride a bike or drive there.

Lin Qingyan went to several stores in the town but couldn't find the packaging bags that Zhou Limei mentioned. However, there were small glass bottles with the capacity indicated on them. One bottle could hold up to 100 ml of water, so she bought 10.

I bought a wooden box that can hold 3 small glass bottles.

Lin Qingyan bought what she wanted and felt much more relaxed. On the way back, she passed by the square and was in a good mood to take a look.

Just then, she saw a girl selling packaged drinking water, so Lin Qingyan bought a few.

Lin Qingyan returned to the space, washed the transparent glass bottles, thought about it, and took out three bottles.

The first bottle is filled with space water, the second bottle is half filled with space water, and the third bottle is one third filled with space water.

The remaining bottles that were not full were filled with drinking water for the educated youth.

And put labels on the bottles and write the first day, the second day, and the third day.

I found another piece of paper, wrote a note, and put the note and the three bottles into the box.

After doing all this, Lin Qingyan took the box and went out of the house. At this time, the educated youth site was very quiet and everyone seemed to have fallen asleep.

With the help of the moonlight outside, Lin Qingyan walked quickly towards the cowshed.

Halfway through the journey, the sick people still needed to be nursed back to health, so Lin Qingyan took out the rice and noodles she had bought in modern times from the space, and she changed the packaging into transparent bags.

A bag can hold about 5 kilograms.

Lin Qingyan walked straight into the cowshed. In addition to the place where the cows lived, there were two rooms connected together. It was said that 5-6 people lived in them.

Looking at the door in front of me, it can only be considered a door. A wooden board is blocking the door, and there are many gaps on the sides. I can hear the wind blowing in.

In the winter in Northeast China, even a strong person cannot stand this kind of environment, let alone this group of scholars who are so weak that they can't even tie a chicken.

Lin Qingyan didn't call anyone, but just put the rice and noodles in front of the door, and put the box in the most conspicuous place before turning around and leaving.

She walked outside, picked up a stone and threw it on the ground at the door. She didn't dare to throw it at the door, for fear that she would break it. That would be more trouble than help.

As soon as she threw the stone, the coughing sound inside paused.

She threw two stones in a row, and the paused coughing became violent. A woman's small voice came from the room, asking, "Old Yu, how are you? Do you want some water?"

"Ahem, there's someone outside. Ahem!" Old Yu had just finished speaking.

"Who? Who is outside?" The woman paused, and finally asked loudly.

Lin Qingyan threw two more stones and hid until she heard the sound of someone getting up.

A thin old man in his fifties and a thin woman moved the door panel together, looked outside, and saw no one.

"The person should leave." The old man stood there and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

The thin woman discovered something at the door of the house, "What is this? There is something at the door!"

"Shh, keep your voice down," the old man also saw it now, walked out of the house, picked up the things in front of the door, and saw the rice in the transparent bag in the moonlight. He hurriedly looked at the other bag. The powdery thing should be flour.

There is another box. The old man looked around again and said to the woman next to him,

"Hurry back to the house and talk about it later."

From the cowshed came the sound of Lao Yu's suppressed coughing and the sound of a door closing.

Lin Qingyan did not leave immediately, but hid outside to listen to what was happening inside.

“It’s actually rice?”

“And flour!”

"Who sent this? What do you want to do with it?"

The excited people fell silent. The old man who just left the house, whose surname was Lu, said to the others:

"No matter who sent it, it's useless to hurt our hearts. We are old bones, and we are not what we used to be.

We don’t even dare to recognize our own family members, so why should we be afraid of strangers giving us gifts? Besides, we don’t have anything worthy of others’ concern.”

"Old Lu is right. Hide the rice and noodles and don't cause trouble for others. The village chief is okay and has some vision, but the team leader is not good."

"See what's in the box?"

The box is now in the hands of a thin woman. She is Lao Yu’s wife, Fang Yuzhen.

"Lao Fang, open it and see what's inside. It was specially sent here and even packed in a box, so it must be important."

"Ahem, Yuzhen, open it and take a look, cough cough cough!" Old Yu also wanted to know what it was.

Fang Yuzhen opened the box under everyone's gaze. Inside was a piece of paper, and under the paper were three transparent glass bottles.

These people have seen the world, and the things contained in these glass bottles must be extraordinary.

"Quick, look at what's written on the paper?" An old man was eager to know what was written.

Cough cough cough, if Lao Yu didn’t cough, he would definitely want to talk.

Fang Yuzhen did not hesitate to open the note. There were two lines of words on it. After reading it, she was very excited and looked at her husband with tears in her eyes.

Old Yu is coughing...