After being reborn, I have seven older sisters.

Song Mantun asked curiously, "What's wrong? Tell me!"

Everyone in the village knows that Song Mantun has a soft temper and is easy to talk to.

He will almost always agree to help you if you need anything.

Sometimes, even if it means he suffers a loss himself, he is unwilling to refuse those who come to him for help.

Chunsheng immediately saw through the man's little scheme, knowing that the reason the other party hadn't left was because he had his eye on the snake gall in his bowl.

The reason I didn't speak was twofold: firstly, I wasn't familiar with him, and secondly, there were other people around.

Once he asks for it, even if Chun Sheng doesn't say anything, the people around him will definitely ask him what he can exchange it for.

Therefore, that person pretended to be watching, but in reality, he was waiting for an opportunity. As soon as everyone else left, he would definitely make his request to Chunsheng.

What that person didn't know was that even if he had spoken, Chunsheng wouldn't have agreed.

First of all, Junwu gave him this snake gall, and he would feel it was really inappropriate to give it away so easily.

Furthermore, Junwu has already said that snake gall wine can relieve his father's back pain. Now that Chunsheng knows it has this effect, he naturally won't give it away.

My father has had a back injury for many years, and his back pain worsens whenever the weather is damp and gloomy.

My mother told me that sometimes my father was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep all night, tossing and turning, which was very distressing.

That's how family is; if one person gets sick, the whole family suffers along with them.

So whenever his father's old ailment flared up, his mother would also sigh and groan, which made Chunsheng feel very bad.

Now that he's heard about this folk remedy that can help relieve his father's pain, Chunsheng is naturally going to give it a try, just in case it works!

Just then, the old man said in a low voice, "You know, my wife has a chronic asthma. Sometimes when she has a wheezing fit, her face turns red, and it looks like she's about to stop breathing. It's quite frightening. Your two nieces have worried and cried a lot because of their mother's illness."

Chunsheng listened quietly to the side, thinking to himself that she started by playing the victim, probably trying to win over her soft-hearted father with this rhetoric before getting straight to the point and asking for things.

Sure enough, the man continued, "I've heard of an old remedy before, that snake gall wine can cure your sister-in-law's chronic ailment."

"I still have half a bottle of wine, but no snake gall. You know how hard it is to get that stuff. It's a stroke of luck that we've run into it. We're all from the same village, and we're practically family. Could you give me the snake gall so I can take it back to treat your sister-in-law's illness?"

Upon hearing this, Song Mantun frowned and asked in confusion, "Snake gall! What snake gall?"

Chunsheng almost laughed at his father's words; clearly, he didn't know that the red thing in his bowl was a snake gall.

It's possible that when he left home, most of the people who had gathered to watch the spectacle had already left and gone home, so no one told him about the snake gall.

The old man was taken aback when he saw Song Mantun's expression, then pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, old brother, you don't know about this? Just now, Zhang Junwu, the village's village committee leader, killed a snake and gave the snake gall to your Chunsheng."

Song Mantun then realized something, "You mean, Junwu killed the snake and gave its gallbladder to my Chunsheng."

"Yes, we all saw it with our own eyes just now."

As the man spoke, he immediately turned his gaze to the white porcelain bowl that Chun Sheng was holding.

Song Mantun stared wide-eyed at the deep red snake gall in the bowl and asked Chunsheng, "Did your brother Junwu give this to you?"

Chunsheng nodded. "Yes, Brother Junwu said to take the snake gallbladder back and soak it in alcohol for you. Drinking it will cure your back pain."

"Really?" Song Mantun was somewhat shocked when he heard this.

Over the years, he has suffered terribly from back pain, and no amount of medicine has helped.

Knowing that snake gall wine could cure his back pain, he would have surely gone to the wild to catch a snake and dig out its gall to try it out.

"Dad, since Junwu said so, let's give it a try. What if it works?"

Song Mantun thought it made sense, so he laughed and said, "Okay, then let's listen to your brother Junwu and try making it into liquor when we get back!"

At this moment, Song Mantun suddenly remembered the old acquaintance who had asked him for snake gallbladders, and thought that since he needed snake gallbladders, he couldn't agree to give them to him.

But when he turned to speak, he found that the man had already left without saying goodbye and had already reached the city gate, walking in without looking back.

Chunsheng glanced at the man's back and sneered inwardly.

Is this what they mean by "our own people who can't write two Song characters in one stroke"?

When asking you for something, they shower you with compliments.

When they realized there was no hope, they would slip away without saying a word.

As soon as the father and son entered the room, Liu Yan'e looked at the red snake gall in the white porcelain bowl and immediately asked in surprise what it was.

Song Mantun leaned close to his wife's ear and whispered back what Chunsheng had just told him.

Liu Yan'e immediately looked at Chunsheng with a surprised expression and asked, "Did Junwu really say that?"

Chunsheng nodded. "That's what he said, but as for the actual effect, we'll probably have to try it and see!"

"Let's give it a try, it won't take much time."

After Liu Yan'e finished speaking, she immediately picked up the porcelain bowl containing the snake gall and said to Song Mantun, "Come on, while it's still fresh, let's go back to the house now and soak it in the wine."

The elderly couple went straight to the east room of the main hall, one after the other.

Seeing her mother and father leave in a hurry, Chunmiao came out of the kitchen and asked Chunsheng what had just happened.

Chunsheng dared not mention the snake gall to her. If he did, Chunmiao would definitely press him for details and eventually ask where the snake came from.

Without thinking, Chunsheng blurted out, "Just now, Brother Junwu was weeding on the top of the city wall and dug up a Chinese herb. He said he would soak it in wine for our dad to drink, and it would cure his back pain."

It's no longer unusual to find Chinese medicinal herbs on city walls.

Almost every year, villagers dig up medicinal herbs on the hill and take them home to boil in water for medicinal purposes.

Although you can't find any decent or valuable medicinal herbs, you can still get a lot of common herbs like plantain, wolfberry, and cocklebur.

So Chunmiao believed it and stopped asking questions!

As the weeds on the city walls were cleared, the rats had fewer and fewer hiding places.

The village leaders were determined that this time the rat extermination campaign in the whole village must be carried out thoroughly.

While it's impossible to find and eliminate every single rat, getting the vast majority of them out of the village is still a great success.

Rat poison is still being distributed every day, but everyone notices every morning that fewer and fewer rats are dying in their homes.

About five or six days later, the number of dead rats in Chunsheng's house dropped from about twenty to just two or three.

Previously, every morning when people went out to throw away dead rats, they would carry a dirt basket in their hands.

Later on, some people simply carried the rat out the door by its tail...