Chapter 162: I Don't Like To Make Friends

A business negotiation finally came to an end in a pleasant atmosphere.

Zagali paid the bill diligently, giving a thumbs up to the woman who ate six fries and two steaks: "Your wife must be a woman in good health......

The implication is that it is good to give birth to and raise.

Zhou Zhou didn't bother to explain, Lao He frowned, pinched the flesh on his left arm with his right hand, flickering, there was no tremor, am I fat?

No way!

Not really!

I didn't!!

So after Monday and Zagali finished carrying the goods, she turned around and went in to pack two more fried chickens to take away.

She hadn't eaten junk food in months, and now she tasted it so delicious that she couldn't stop it.

"So, how about I send this list of goods in three days?

Even if their company's headquarters is not in Rolda, it is a long and torturous journey to drive from other provinces to deliver goods, but in general, Zagali is still dutiful.

"Then we'll see you in three days. ”

Wave goodbye and leave.

This also means that the return journey of the two is determined in three days.

Bring the medicine over at one time, so as not to run back and forth, the journey on the road is really not worth too much experience.

When I got back to Liyia, it was noon.

Lao He gave two large portions of fried chicken to everyone, and the amount of African food was still very considerable, and finally took two chicken legs and gave them to Jielaer.

Jielaer's eyes narrowed, and happiness rippled......

She had never eaten such food, and her unlucky father couldn't even care about his own food and clothing, so how could he serve his daughter well.

Jielaer smelled the fragrant fried chicken, did a long psychological struggle, only took a small bite, and rushed to Zhou Zhou and He Congshuang: "You guys, eat." ”

Such a scene.

Even He Congshuang, who is a little cold and not good at dealing with children, has melted his heart.

"You eat, we've eaten. ”

In the end, Jielaer eliminated the two chicken legs, and was beaten by Lao He at the stage of sucking her fingers: "This is unhygienic." ”

That's how Lao He is......

There is one thing to say, never to consider the child's feelings, because it is a wrong thing and must be corrected.

recalled the first time they met, a child from the gray worm department sent fruit pulp to Zhou Sheng, and she was not taught a lesson.

Jiela Nunu mouthed, didn't cry, and nodded timidly: "I know." ”

I'm going to go to the Gray Worm Department in three days, so until then, I'll do my job on Mondayβ€”

Consultation and training.

In practical teaching, all people make rapid progress.

And the herb doctors have the corresponding foundation, after remembering the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials, the combination of prescriptions is also ready-made, at first there will be someone with their own medicine, and finally scolded by Zhou Yi.

The biggest difference between herbalist medicine and traditional Chinese medicine is that they don't know how to match medicinal properties, cold drugs can indeed reduce fire and dispel evil, but the superimposed combination of cold and cold is easy to cause cold poison and yin and yang imbalance.

When one person is scolded, the others don't dare to mess around.

They know the seriousness of the matter, and if they prescribe medicine indiscriminately, they will eat the dead.

Four cases of appendicitis have been admitted, two wards are not enough, and finally two more rooms have been expanded, Chinese medicine stabilizes the condition, at least can relieve pain, and surgery is still necessary three days later.

Zhou Yi wanted to contact Old Tang, but thinking that Delia would definitely be in charge of the Gray Worm Department before she went back, she dispelled this year, Tang Aiyun still has her own job, but it is not good to always pull people over to desert.

The next time there is a surgical patient, it is almost time to call him over.

The next day.

Tribal assemblies are held in the Liyia tribe, where people from various tribes come to buy and sell goods, cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, as well as vegetables, daily necessities, and sometimes even barter, in a very primitive way of trading.

Although He Congshuang didn't show any boredom, she still took her and Jielaer with her on Monday.

Jielaer looks at everything new, and there is a kind of child rushing to the market.

This kind of gathering is indispensable for the sale of food, because the meeting will last for a whole day, and some people with large commodities will not bring food and food on the spot.

At the entrance of the market, when she saw someone selling boiled potatoes, Jielaer couldn't walk anymore.

Although she didn't say it, she could see it with Zhou Zhou and He Congshuang......

"Do you want to eat?" said Zhou Zhou dotingly.

"No, it's not clean. Lao He said expressionlessly.

Jielaer shook her head, her eyes glowing with some sparkle: "Papa, it will be sold." ”

I didn't understand all of them on Monday, but I understood a papa, which was what Dad meant.

He Congshuang understood: "What about her father? She said that her father would sell potatoes here." ”

Monday: "......"

The reason why Jielaer likes to eat boiled potatoes seems to have been found.

But that's not the point, the point is that for the first time in a long time, the little girl took the initiative to talk about her father, and the vigilance in her heart subsided, and I am afraid that a new round of sadness will arise.

Zhou Sheng fell into deep thought, and He Congshuang felt something even if he didn't know the situation......

"You can only choose one roast lamb and potatoes in front. ”

Kebabs are a delicacy that seems to be popular all over the world.

However, Jessie quickly made her choice: "Potato!"

He Congshuang also felt helpless, and the three of them could only walk to the stall where the potatoes were buried.

The middle-aged boss had actually been paying attention to the three of them for a long time, and without waiting for them to speak, he pulled three out of the charcoal with iron tongs, and he was not afraid of being hot, so he exchanged his left and right hands and put them on some kind of leaf: "Give it to Jielaer, hehe, I know his father." ”

At this moment, Jielaer cried, holding the potatoes, and tears were falling down.

He Congshuang wrinkled his brows and said a little unpleasantly: "How much?"

"No money!"

He Congshuang didn't bother with him, he turned around and left with Jiela'er, and took two steps before leaving a sentence to Zhou Sheng: "Give him the money." ”

Actually, the other party is kind, but He Congshuang is the kind of person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, who looks like he has a cold and hard appearance, but is actually very soft, and his cold and hard appearance rejects the kindness of others.

Zhou Yi shook his head, looking at the price written by the other party on torn cardboard, one was only 20 kwanza, which was less than five cents equivalent to domestic currency, and took out the money...... He didn't have such a small face worth the banknote, so he simply handed a hundred-dollar one, and didn't bother to give change.

The boss was grateful to Dade and made a gesture of blessing to pray for Zhou Yibi.

Zhou Zhou chased after him, and Lao He, who could only choose one of the so-called potatoes and mutton, was asking for mutton skewers, and told Jielaer: "Only after eating mutton can you eat potatoes." ”

The serious appearance made the little girl forget her sadness and fall into deep thought.

It turned out that if she wanted to eat potatoes, Papa would hesitate, and she didn't dare to say that she would eat mutton, why did her aunt now have to let her eat mutton in order to eat potatoes?

Zhou Yi pursed his lips and smiled, looking at a big and a small funny, just pay for it and it's over.

I walked around and bought a lot of things.

Handmade cloth bags, local women love bells and whistles cheap linen skirts, Lao He picked out a dress for himself and Jielaer, and finally left the assembly happily.

When he arrived at the health clinic, Lao He said: "You keep the account, my money is in the gray worm department, go back and pay you back." ”

"No need to ......"

Without waiting for Zhou Zhou to finish, He Congshuang said, "Where is the reason why you don't use it?"

"Treat...... Friends?"

He Congshuang thought about it, and was a little unhappy: "I don't like to make friends......"

However, she didn't mention the repayment of the money again.