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A lively and interesting rural folk story, there will be some reasonable words at the end of each story, which can slowly educate children to learn a lot of truth. The following is a rural folk story party I prepared for you. I hope you like it!

During the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty, a doctor appeared in Jiaozhou City, which not only caused a sensation in Jiaozhou Bay, but also in the capital and the imperial palace. This imperial doctor is named Kuang, Mao Zhong, and Yan Nong. He is a pupil covered with fireflies and reflected snow.

Seeing that many poor people in the village were ill, short of medicine and medicine, and in great pain, he switched to studying medicine. During the day, he followed Li Shizhen's example, climbing cliffs, tasting grass roots and picking herbs, and suffered a lot. In the evening, he put a jar of clear water in the yard, and two bright moons were reflected in the sky and water. He reads materia medica and cock crow, and is not afraid of thirst and dry throat. He learned to practice medicine and see a doctor at the same time. A few years later, his medical skills improved greatly and he became a living immortal who preached and taught and paid attention to all diseases. After listening to the praise, he was not complacent, but worried. When he encounters incurable diseases, he often feels depressed because he can't help his sick family to relieve their pain. He heard that Beijing is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many clever doctors, so he began to look for teachers and friends to learn more about the real skills of treating diseases and saving lives.

It happened that his brother Kuang Mao was teaching in a private school in Beijing, and he traveled thousands of miles there. Just settled down, I haven't had time to go out to visit friends and learn medical skills. It happened that the mother of a student taught by his brother fell asleep. She doesn't know how to eat, drink, comb or wash. She carries a kang all day and sleeps blindly. I asked three doctors and three witches. Not only do I not feel better, but my condition is getting worse. He went to the hospital in a hurry. His family heard that Mr. Kuang had a brother in Shandong, and he knew how to be a doctor, so he invited him to the door.

He only looked at the patient's face, felt his pulse, and without asking anything, he grabbed a hair brush and wrote down the prescription. With only one dose of medicine, hemp entangled people for half a year and was pulled away by silk thread. Who is this boy's mother? It turned out to be a skilled seamstress who often went in and out of the palace. After she recovered from her illness, she ate ruddy, dressed brilliantly, dressed carefully, floated into the palace like a willow tree in the wind, smeared honey on the tip of her tongue, and praised the wonderful doctor.

Coincidentally, Yi Guifei (Empress Dowager Cixi who later ruled China for half a century), who happened to be favored by Emperor Xianfeng, got a difficult disease and was bedridden. The first doctor got too much pilose antler, 2 1 doctor got too much ginseng, 3 1 doctor got too much magic pills, and 4 1 doctor got too much fairy medicine. Unfortunately, none of them are symptomatic, making Yi Guifei terminally ill day by day. Xianfeng is a pleasure-seeking emperor of cutting. His eyes are as beautiful as flowers and jade, and he doesn't need a good helper to manage politics for him. He was in a hurry, scratching his head and cursing the incompetence of the imperial doctor. What he did was to eat the food mixed with the imperial salary. Just then, a personal eunuch came in to please him, saying that there was a doctor in Jiaozhou, Shandong Province who was good at treating intractable diseases, such as Bian Que's rebirth and Hua Tuo's reincarnation. Why not ask him to come in and treat the imperial concubine and queen? Xianfeng, though unconvinced, nodded in agreement.

Kuang Yaozhong was called into the palace and made two demands. One is to look at the face of the imperial concubine through the bead curtain, and the other is to personally feel her pulse through the bead curtain. Emperor Xianfeng recognized his displeasure. After a little introspection, he made an exception and agreed. You didn't say what you thought, so you are a bold doctor. If you really have the ability to cure my beloved princess, you will be lucky. If I can't cure my beloved princess, it's not good for you. I'll tie you, a slave who dares to bully you, outside the noon gate and ask for an operation.

Kuang Maozhong looked at Yi Guifei's complexion through the bead curtain, stretched out his third finger and touched his pulse. He smiled and said that the Guifei was not sick, but happy, and would heal itself without treatment. Take some anti-abortion medicine and you will be safe. ?

Soon, Yi Guifei gave birth to a son named Tongzhi. When Empress Ci 'an and Empress Cixi listened to politics, he was the little emperor sitting on the throne of the Dragon Court.

Kuang Maozhong was appreciated by Emperor Xianfeng because of his magical medical skills, and was awarded five civilian ranks. Later, he did not forget his original intention, visited friends and teachers in Beijing and learned many secret recipes. He wrote a letter, resigned from his official position, and returned to the folk to practice medicine and save lives, saving many disasters for the villagers and creating many blessings. Kuang Shenfu's reputation is thunderous, louder and farther away.

Rural folk stories will be held in Er Nan Shao. Here, after the grass beach on the west bank of the Aomulun River was reclaimed and cultivated, people had nowhere to graze their sheep and cut firewood, so they had to go to Nanshan on the east bank of the river to graze their sheep and cut firewood.

There is a little Angga named Wuliji who goes to the other side of the river to cut wood every day. One day, he came back from chopping wood on the mountain. The river rose very high and crossed a wooden bridge over the river. When he reached the middle of the river, his axe fell into the river, and Uligi began to cry.

Wu is still young, carrying firewood. The water in the bridge is deep and urgent. Wu dare not go down or go fishing in the water. Without an axe, he can't cut wood, so he can only cry.

Just then, a white-bearded Egan came out of the bridge. Ebgen hurried forward to take the firewood from Uliji's back and took him across the river. Ebgen asked Uliji why he was crying, and Uliji said that he had dropped his axe into the river. The forehead bligh busy said:

? Don't cry, don't cry. The axe fell into the river. Just take it out. Why are you crying? ?

At some point, Ebgen jumped into the river, swam to the middle of the river, picked up a silver axe and handed it to Uliji.

? Little Unga, is this an axe?

Wu, really not line, favour say:

? Dear Abgen, this is a silver axe, not mine. ?

Without saying anything, Ebgen swam to the middle of the river, picked up a golden axe and handed it to Uliji.

? Little Unga, is this an axe?

Wu favour say:

? Dear Abgen, this is a golden axe, not mine. ?

Without saying anything, Ebgen swam to the middle of the river, picked up an iron axe and handed it to Uliji. Little Unga, is this an axe?

Wu is a look, favour say:

? This is my axe, this is my iron axe, dear Abgen, how can I thank you?

White beard forehead BuGan, patting wu's shoulder and said:

? What an honest little Ungar. What's your name?

Wu Liji quickly said:? Dear Egan, my name is Uligi and I live on this side of the river. Please visit my home! ?

White beard forehead bligh walked over to say:

? I know your name is Uligi, and I know you live on this side of the river. ?

Uliji asked:? How do you know my name is Uliji? How do you know my family lives here?

The forehead bligh walked over to say:

? I see you go up the mountain to cut wood every day. How could I not know you? Go home, grandma and dad are waiting for you. ?

Uliji thanked the white-bearded Abgen and went home with firewood on his back.

Wu came home and told her parents about it. Grandparents said he did the right thing and praised him as an honest little Ungar. Uliji asked his parents if they knew Ebugen with white beard. She said that Ebgen with white beard lived in the mountains and was the most respected mountain god.

Uliji also told his friends about it, and some people said that they also wanted to meet Ebergen. There is a little Ange named Zhalahai, who is usually quite good and strange. He told Wu Shuo:

? You are such a fool. You don't want a golden axe or a silver axe, but you want your iron axe. What a fool. ?

Zarahai is also a small Anggar who herds cattle. He drives cattle across the river all day to feed cattle in Nanshan. He changed his mind after hearing about Uligi. He wants to get a golden axe.

The next day, he stopped herding cattle, crossed the river with an iron axe and cut a bundle of firewood back to Nanshan. Go to the middle of the river, deliberately throw the iron axe into the river, and stand in the middle of the bridge and cry.

Ebgen with white beard really came, helped him carry firewood, led him to the river and asked Zarahai:

? What's the matter with you? Why are you standing here crying?

Zarahai said that his axe fell into the river and he lost it. How will he cut wood in the future?

White beard forehead BuGan said:

? Stop crying, I'll get it for you. ?

After that, Egan swam to the middle of the river, picked up an iron axe and handed it to Zarahai.

? Isn't this your axe? Take it and go home. ?

Zarahai looked at his iron axe, threw it into the river, shook his head and said:

? This is not my axe. ?

Ebgen swam back to the middle of the river, picked up a silver axe and handed it to Zarahai.

? Is this your axe? Take it and go home. ?

Zarahai took the silver axe, looked at it, shook his head and said:

? This is not my axe. ?

Ebgen swam to the middle of the river again, picked up a golden axe and handed it to Zarahai.

? Is this your axe?

Zarahai saw that it was a golden axe, but he didn't pass it to him with the same amount of Bugen, so he grabbed it and said:

? It's this. It's this axe. ?

Zarahai picked up the golden axe and ran home. White beard forehead BuGan looked at his back and said:

? Alas! This little Unga is so treacherous at a young age. What will happen to him when he grows up? Evil! Alas! ?

Zara kelp came home with a golden axe, and his parents praised their son for his superb skills.

The next day, Zhalahai came back from herding sheep on the mountain and passed the wooden bridge. He got a golden axe, crossed the bridge happily, and walked to the middle of the bridge, which is in the middle of the river. The wooden bridge suddenly broke and Zhalahai fell into the river. There was no one in front of him, and no one went to save him. The Zhala Sea was swept away by the whirlpool. Grandparents cried and said that they would never find their Zhalahai again.

Chapter 3: Put in a good word for you: Xiping Township is on the edge of the desert, and its superiors allocate special funds every year to support them in managing the environment, but the money is not used for sand control in the township. Now that people have come to check, what should we do?

The steward Wu immediately called the staff, explained the countermeasures, and said, do it the way you used to! Drink wine and stuff red envelopes! ? Subordinate nodded, and had been fooling around so successfully many times before.

But this time, the inspection team didn't eat this set, and they didn't drink wine; Send out red envelopes, refuse to accept them, and check the sand control situation as soon as you arrive.

Without looking at anything else, the inspection team went directly to the sign tree.

This symbol tree has a long history. A few years ago, when Wu Xiangchang signed a letter of responsibility with his superiors on behalf of Xiping Township, he planted a Hu Yangshu as a symbol tree in public on the edge of the desert and vowed: From now on, the desert will never take another step forward. If the desert crosses the steps of Hu Yangshu, I, the township head, will resign immediately. ? Therefore, as long as we look at the present position of Hu Yangshu, it will be clear at a glance whether the sand control work is in place.

In this regard, Wu Xiangchang did not panic. In order to prevent the first two moves from falling through, he had already made preparations. Every year, he will send someone to move the sign tree in and keep it at a certain distance from the edge of the desert to reflect the results of sand control. Sure enough, as soon as the inspection team saw the sign tree, they felt that the sand control in Xiping Township was really effective.

Just then, an old farmer was driving a flock of sheep under the tree. As soon as the leader of the inspection team saw him, he greeted him and said, hometown, you can feel the benefits of preventing sandstorms.

The old farmer was hard of hearing and interrupted him. You mean a good tree? Yes, it's a good tree! Everyone says that this tree is deadly resistant to tossing. In recent years, I have moved from one place to another every year, and I have not withered at all. But then again, it would have died if the steward Wu hadn't rescued it from the sand again and again. ?