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The two of them worked hard for a long time, with the long skirt trailing on the ground. Su Hailu was completely unaware and unconcerned. As the old man focused, she became focused too. As his pace quickened, hers gradually picked up as well. After falling behind him for quite a while, she slowly closed the distance. Without ever having worked in the fields before, Su Hailu unknowingly labored for over an hour, surprisingly not feeling tired at all.
It seemed that the old man intentionally slowed down later on. Although the distance between them gradually decreased, it was still a challenge for Su Hailu to completely catch up to his speed. However, as the sun began to set, she finally caught up to him.
Putting down the plastic bucket, Su Hailu straightened her back, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. This was something she had never experienced before; having grown up in a house that was warm in winter and cool in summer, she had always avoided being exposed to the sun, rain, wind, or sweat. The sweat soaked her back, yet she felt a refreshing and comfortable coolness.
A gentle breeze passed by, stirring up waves of green.
The elder finally spoke, gazing at the afterglow of the sunset and asked, "Do you feel that even though you are with him every day, you don't really understand him?"
Su Hailu was slightly taken aback but then smiled lightly and said, "Because he has never forgotten her in his heart. In fact, he has always loved her; he just doesn't realize it."
After a brief pause, she turned her face towards the elder with a smile and asked, "Isn't that right?"
The elder smiled and said, "Do you know what we just scattered next to the roots of the plants?"
Su Hailu paused for a moment and replied, "Isn't it fertilizer?"
The elder shook his head with a smile and said, "No."
"What is it then?" Su Hailu asked curiously.
"Earth," the elder answered.
"Earth?" Su Hailu exclaimed in surprise. "Isn't there earth underground?"
The elder looked at Su Hailu with wide, surprised eyes and smiled, saying, "This plant is not a native species, and it has a strange characteristic: it is not sensitive to climate and does not choose its climate, but it is very sensitive to soil and prefers specific types of soil. No matter where you transplant it, as long as the climate is not extremely opposite to that of its native habitat, it can survive. However, the soil must be the same as that of its native land for it to thrive."
"Is this what they call an attachment to one's homeland?" Su Hailu found it hard to believe; humans have an attachment to their homeland, but he never thought plants do too.
The elder nodded and said, "You could say that. Therefore, when transplanting this type of plant, you must bring soil from its native area and then take some time to sprinkle its native soil around its roots. With the essence of its homeland, it can grow strong."
"How long does this process take?" Su Hailu asked again.
"Well..." The elder pondered for a moment and replied, "Actually, there are many places on Earth where such plants exist, especially deep within dense forests, which are vast areas of mystery unknown to us. The creatures living in these places—whether plants, animals, or even humans—tend to retain their primitive nature more strongly and are less influenced by the outside world."
"If they are the best among their kind, the superior ones or elites, they are even better at preserving their high-quality genes. They won't easily allow external factors to change what they consider the best. Therefore, they require a long time to be domesticated; those with strong and dominant quality genes may even need a lifetime for domestication."
"Since it's so difficult to domesticate them, why bother transplanting them? Is it necessary to cultivate them? What is the purpose of going through such great hardships?" Su Hailu asked in confusion.
The smile on the elder's face deepened, as if beneath his bushy beard lay profound life philosophies and insights into existence.
"What are you laughing at?" After working together for so long and chatting for a while, Su Hailu no longer felt the fear and wariness he had when he first arrived due to the elder's serious demeanor. His moderately sized elongated eyes reflected wisdom and cunning, shining brightly and making him appear extremely amiable. Thus, Su Hailu softened his previously serious expression and revealed a playful smile.
The elder also laughed—a cunning yet childlike laugh.
He walked over to a plant, squatted down again, and waved at Su Hailu, saying, "Come over and take a look."
Su Hailu walked over and squatted beside him by the plant, tugging at it.
He gently brushed aside the plants and pointed to the stem close to the ground, saying, "You should lightly touch it with your hand."
Su Hailu cautiously brought her hand near the stem, but as soon as she touched it, her hand recoiled as if shocked.
He looked at her and laughed, "Did you get pricked?"
Su Hailu nodded, while the other hand was still touching the pricked one, pouting in a way that suggested she was somewhat displeased with him for tricking her.
His laughter deepened as he asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy with me? Do you think I deceived you?"
Caught in her thoughts, Su Hailu smiled shyly, admiring his ability to see through people.
"The reason I wanted you to feel those tiny thorns is to let you experience it; although delicate, it is not to be trifled with," he explained.
"Is that all?" Su Hailu replied, unwilling to accept it.
"Of course not," he answered straightforwardly. "The main point is that these tiny thorns not only protect the plant itself but also benefit humans. This plant contains a large amount of antibiotics, making it one of the plants with the highest antibiotic content in the world."
Before he could finish speaking, Su Hailu interrupted him, looking at him in surprise and asking, "Is it a medicinal plant?"
He wiped his bushy beard and nodded, continuing, "Yes, it's what you mysterious Eastern Pearl refers to as Herbal Medicine in China. You know, antibiotics are the most abused type of medication worldwide, leading many bacteria to develop resistance and rendering antibiotics ineffective—essentially taking us back to an era without antibiotics. Natural antibiotics do not have this resistance issue because even a single herbal medicine is a compound remedy; bacteria find it difficult to develop resistance against it. Not to mention compound herbal medicines. That's why more and more people and experts are optimistic about your Eastern Herbal Medicine—the most miraculous medicine." He gave a thumbs up. His praise for Chinese herbal medicine made Su Hailu feel proud. She raised her head haughtily and smiled with satisfaction, saying, "Of course."
"But..." She wanted to say something but ultimately held back her words, merely pouting as if dissatisfied that he was using this plant to brush her off. After all, she wasn't here for these plants; although they were fascinating and had medicinal value, what did that have to do with her? As a woman, the only thing she cared about was her love life.
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