"This guy has tender skin and tender flesh. I'm afraid he has never even touched a hoe. If he is assigned to our Niutou Gou, he is here to eat free rice!"
In the late autumn of 1970, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties walked into the Niutou Gou Production Brigade deep in the mountains, carrying an old medicine box on his back.
Everyone regarded them as useless scholars who were sent down from the countryside.
No one knows that he has lived in the open mountains for a full one hundred and twenty years.
When the only barefoot doctor in the village could not cure the captain's son and declared that he was "certain to die," he pricked him with three silver needles and poured in half a bowl of medicinal soup. The child's eyes opened that night and burned.
"This... This is impossible! I have been practicing medicine for thirty years and have never seen this kind of acupuncture!"
When the old man from the commune health center came to the door and saw the prescription he wrote casually, he trembled red——
"This..."The Thirteen Directions of Qingnang" has been lost for two hundred years? Who are you?!"
He smiled and lit a pot of dry smoke and looked at the village in the mountains where he had lived for a hundred years, which was even more barren:
"Who is he? He's just an old man who wants to live a good life. I can't remember. I've lost my image of this village."
From curing diseases and saving people to changing lives, from being in a poor village to being famous all over the world.
An ancestor who lived for 120 years wrote the most legendary chapter in the simplest era.
