Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    A Sheng cried for a long time.

    She didn't even know what she was crying about. She and Ding don't have such a deep relationship, and Ding has nothing to praise in terms of character or knowledge.

    A Sheng lay sideways on the water surface of the space, her soul body could not feel the pain of the cobblestones, and only projected the beauty of the water into her mind. Ah Sheng slept for a long time. She dreamed of operating tables, all kinds of operating tables, all kinds of injuries, minor injuries, serious illnesses, and even those who came up without a heartbeat.

    She doesn't always succeed.

    There are always people who die by her hand.

    But none of them made her feel as sorry as Ding left her.

    "I haven't told her that if she were born in another world, she would survive.

    "I haven't told her yet, if she was born in another world, she could be called an artist with her first-hand flower arrangement skills.

    "She doesn't need to work hard to give birth to a son, compete with other women for favor, don't need to be good at making good use of people, and doesn't need to rely on men. She will have an agent to help her arrange everything, she just needs to be obsessed By creating, you can support yourself and gain respect.

    "I haven't told her yet.

    "It's not that she's not doing well enough, it's that the world is too harsh on survival."

    The sound of water rushes under the ear, changing from a slow stream to a rushing wave. Ah Sheng sat up, she vaguely remembered that something similar had happened a year ago.

    All the spatial water gathered three meters in front of her, forming a water column that shot straight into the sky, glittering with crystal brilliance under the illusory skylight.

    A Sheng narrowed his eyes, unlike a year ago, this time, something was glowing at the top of the water column. She sat there, waiting indifferently for things to unfold. To be honest, Ah Sheng didn't have any expectations for the space, even if she could suddenly be able to work day and night, she would not be able to save the lives of Ding Shi and Cao Bin.

    The item slowly fell along the water column, from an indistinguishable light spot to a white box visible to the naked eye. It seemed to have scorching heat, constantly evaporating the water column into a white mist. By the time the box hit the ground, the diameter of the water column had been cut in half.

    A Sheng dragged out the white box. In fact, she had a hunch when she saw this big box. Sure enough, inside was a full set of surgical tools. Various types of blades, tissue scissors, hemostatic forceps, right-angle forceps, tweezers, suture needles... are neatly arranged, and even sutures of different diameters and materials are given a sufficient amount. In addition to general surgical instruments, there are also several small special tools for gynecology, orthopedics, and cardiac surgery, which expand the application range of this set of tools as much as possible in a limited space.

    The alloys made by industrial society are so smooth and perfect that they gleam with emotionless irony.

    A Sheng laughed and cried.

    Trash space, give me such a meaningless aftermath.

    Her emotions made the water column composed of space water disturbed. Accompanied by the sudden increase in the sound of water, the second light spot fell from the sky along the water column, a dozen different types of needle syringes.

    Asheng:…

    Then the third, a large bag of infusion needles in a plastic bag.

    Asheng:…

    Medical gauze, cotton, tape, drop down one by one until the remaining water column is completely consumed.

    "No matter how much disposable items are dropped, it won't change your scumbag nature, okay?" Ah Sheng stood on the completely dry transparent pebble, pointing his **** to the sky connecting the future. These things have been enough for her to use for several years, but it is not even a drop in the bucket when it comes to teaching open doors and promoting modern medicine.

    The most annoying thing is that the items given by the space do not help to light up the technology tree. If there is a limit to the number of items that can be transported in space, Ah Sheng wants cotton seeds more than medical cotton, which is more valuable than tape rubber saplings.

    When Ah Sheng sat up from the bed, the last thought in his mind was whether to use the cotton in the space to make a quilt. Some supernatural force cast her into ancient times, but was so stingy with giving her any revelation of her destiny that she couldn't find any direction to work towards it other than instinctively recreating the convenience of the afterlife. Ding Shi died, and the house fight was meaningless, and Ah Sheng's heart was full of violent rage.

    The truth is not much different. Ding Shi and the dead baby have completed the preliminary cleaning and burial, and they are still in the ice pile in the side yard. Originally, Cao Bin, who died before birth, was not qualified to stop his life. Thick burials were popular in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and Ding's funeral was the most complicated funeral that Ah Sheng had ever seen. She grew up in a modern metropolis in her previous life, and the funerals she experienced were nothing more than cremation, wreaths and silences, and the cumbersome and extravagant traditional funerals far exceeded her imagination.

    Fortunately, Ah Sheng doesn't need to handle this by himself.

    She was only put on mourning clothes made of burlap and placed in front of her mother's coffin. Mrs. Zang felt sorry for her, so she secretly put a layer of underwear made of fine linen inside the burlap.

    The funerary objects were found one by one: salt, sugar and meat, bronze lacquer pottery, silk splendid gold and jade intertwined, not to mention the jewelry placed with the corpse Jewelry, if this is all worn on living people, it is even more upstart than the upstart.

    A Sheng was sitting in front of the spirit and crying. That's right, the crying spirit still has to obey the command. A loud-sounding footman with a relatively high status played the role of master of ceremonies. He said, "Cry." Everyone cried together. He said, "Stop." Everyone stopped. There are various other ceremonies during the stop. Anyway, Ah Sheng was made dizzy.

    The emotions of the ancients are really exaggerated. The servants in Lingqian looked like their mothers had died, but Ah Sheng, who really died, was embarrassed. She was really sad at first, but after seeing the pile of burial objects of the blind man, all that was left was the pain.

    The wine and meat of Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones. The pile of things that went underground with her mother could support at least twenty farmers like Zhaogou for a lifetime.

    Cry, cry this era.

    A Sheng's mood was not right, and he was immediately noticed by Qing Bo. Just at this time, it was lunch time, and someone came to inform Mrs. Zing to take Ah Sheng to the plum garden.

    The plum garden is the same as before.

    Ding is a daughter-in-law, Cao Teng and Wu do not need to go to mourning. So everything is still the same as before.

    Asheng breathed a sigh of relief. In the depressing atmosphere of death, the sunshine in Meiyuan is like a safe haven.

    Geely was already here before her. He cried until his neck and face were all red. At this time, he was drinking water with the help of Mrs. Li.

    A Sheng asked Mrs. Zang to let him down, and walked to the back of the table with steady steps and sat down. Lunch is all vegetarian, don’t think about white noodles, and even if you have millet porridge, it’s a good idea.

    "Bring cow's milk, milk has not killed life. No sugar, no heating, let's express our condolences to my mother." Without protein, she and her brother are growing up.

    Cao Teng's eyes flickered, and he instructed: "Do as Xiao Erlang said."

    A Sheng looked at his grandfather pitifully with his red and swollen eyes: "I cry a lot and need to add salt. I don't ask for salty salt to taste, just drink light salt water."

    Cao Teng waved his hand and agreed, then sighed: "Ruyi really doesn't look like Adin's child."

    "My mother's biggest wish is that my brother and I grow up safely, because the funeral damages my body, it is putting the cart before the horse."

    A smile appeared at the corner of Wu's mouth: "She understands better than the world."

    A Sheng finished the tasteless lunch, and then drank the salt water. "Does the world have a thick burial? I think my mother's burial is several times more extravagant than when she was alive."

    Cao Teng replied: "Death is like life, and the burial is rich, so that the deceased can live in peace underground."

     'If you can't help people, how can you help ghosts?' When you study "The Analects of Confucius", you have learned to go to the belly of a dog."

    Her sarcasm made Cao Teng angry: "Be careful! Aren't you afraid of the reputation of being unfilial?"

    Tears fell from Ah Sheng's cheeks, she stubbornly insisted on her own opinion: "The matter of ghosts and gods is illusory. If mother has a spirit, turn my cup upside down now. It can't be reversed, the so-called enjoyment of delicious food in the underground after death is just a story made up by living people to deceive themselves. When you dig a tomb, you can see that all kinds of wine, barbecue, leather, silk and satin are just rotting with the flesh."

    Wu laughed: "If this child is not suppressed, he will be famous for eternity."

    Cao Teng glared at Wu.

    "Isn't my grandfather also going to have a thick burial? Thick burials are the norm. It is the danger of extinction and extinction. It is better than tyranny. At least the living will benefit from tyranny.

    "You, you really dare to say anything." Cao Teng walked to Ah Sheng's seat, picked her up and slowly followed her back, "Shizu once issued an edict to harm a thick burial and promote Thin burials. But now, the trend of thick burials has intensified. The rich are poor, and the poor are ruined." He sighed: "You are right, the world can't see it, and they don't want to believe it. He died. , there's nothing left."

    Asheng sniffled in his grandfather's arms.

    Geely looked at them blankly. He was exposed to the concept of "death" for the first time, so the topic of this discussion was beyond his understanding.

    Wu's rare participation in the conversation between Cao Teng and Ah Sheng was a problem: "However, my family is rich, if you let your mother wrap her body in a straw mat, some people will criticize your brothers for being unfilial. You make arrangements, how are you going to do it?"

    When a rich person dies, of course a foundation is established.

    "My mother died of dystocia, my brother and I respect others, we should have mercy on the mothers in the world. It is not easy to use the property that should be buried with the women's doctor, set up Ding's medical hall, and widely teach the method of delivery and childbirth. , to reduce the occurrence of dystocia in the world. Or set up Ding's nursery hall to adopt orphans whose mother died of dystocia. In this way, the copper coins will not rust underground, but also spread the mother's good name."

    Wu shi stood up with a "swoosh", her right arm pointed straight at Ah Sheng, and she was unable to say a word after shaking for a long time.

    "This... This is the saint coming out of my house."