Chapter Twenty-Three: The First Cure from a Serious Illness

【1】

A few days later, Dean Wang called to urge Zhang Guangming to come to the hospital for a follow-up. Li Yue'e used the family's donkey cart to carry her husband to the provincial hospital. Dean Wang asked with great concern about Zhang Guangming's recovery after returning home. Zhang Guangming replied that the pain in my wound was gradually reduced, but I was weak and weak, and there was no great discomfort elsewhere.

Dean Wang said: "You have had such a big operation, due to too much blood loss, resulting in your fatigue, you have to slowly nourish and recuperate, and gradually you will be able to recover your vitality." Dean Wang personally examined Zhang Zhishu's wound and said, "Your wound is healing quite well!" After Dean Wang asked Zhang Guangming to do a laparoscopy, he said, "Zhang Zhishu, don't worry, the internal organs have almost recovered." You can come back again in a week and see how it goes. The couple agreed. Then Dean Wang said, "It's time for me to get off work, you go outside and wait for me for a while, I have something to tell you both." ”

The two of them walked out the door with confused expressions on their faces.

Dean Wang took off his work clothes and locked the office door. As soon as he turned around, he looked at the couple standing at the door and said, "I ask my brother from the hardware factory in the provincial capital, can you see if you can give the work clothes in your factory to a female designer I know to sew her?"

Li Yue'e couldn't wait to ask again: "Then what did your brother say?"

The couple waited for Dean Wang's answer. Dean Wang said happily: "My brother is a very cautious person, and he agreed to let you make a work suit and give it to him first, and then make a decision." ”

The couple said with a look of overjoy, "Ah, really?" and then Li Yue'e said excitedly, "Okay!"

Dean Wang smiled and said, "I'll quickly strike while the iron is hot and tell my brother, what if my brother likes the clothes she makes? My brother nodded in agreement.

Li Yue'e said happily: "Then if you take this job, our family is so grateful to you!"

"Then I'll call my brother right now to finalize the matter. As he spoke, he picked up the phone and dialed his brother's office. Dean Wang first said to his brother, "The fashion designer I told you is right next to me. She was the ...... in our hospital before."

His brother said, let her make a sample clothes first, I will see how it is, and then hold a team member meeting, and decide not to let her make work clothes in our factory.

Li Yue'e was extremely excited at this time, and she was almost about to jump up with joy, and said confidently: "Great! Great! I will quickly make a sample and take it over." ”

"I'm sure your outfit will be fine. I guess you have to take over this big order, and you really took over my brother's business?

Li Yue'e immediately said again and again: "It's not hard, this is something I can't ask for!" With a grateful and pious heart, she hurriedly bowed 90 degrees to Dean Wang, and said vigorously, "I thank you! Thank you, Dean Wang! I will never forget your great kindness to my family...... Zhang Guangming also said words of thanks. When the couple said goodbye to Dean Wang, tears of joy flowed down their eyes.

When Li Yue'e got home, she quickly designed and sewed a set of special work clothes for workers with very large specifications and sturdy, and she immediately took this set of clothes on the bus to the hardware factory of Dean Wang's brother in the provincial capital. When Leader Wang saw that he was very satisfied, he immediately convened a meeting of the factory cadres to discuss the matter. Everyone looked at it, and everyone felt that it was very qualified. So the factory immediately signed a supply and processing contract with Li Yue'e.

Li Yue'e returned home with great excitement, and it was already night. The couple wrote a long letter of thanks to Dean Wang with great gratitude, and said that they must thank Dean Wang for his great kindness after earning money.

Unexpectedly, the couple wrote back the next day, Dean Wang said, I don't ask for anything in return, but I have something to ask for, I ask you, Brother Zhang, to let your village plant more medicinal herbs to relieve the patients. If you can do that, that's the best thank you for me...... I have given you a list of Chinese medicinal materials that are in short supply, please plant them according to the Chinese medicinal materials written above, and some of them are very urgently needed Chinese medicinal materials in our hospital......"

Zhang Guangming and his wife read the peony, peony, honeysuckle, cloves, and bupleurum, which are also flowering and medicinal materials...... There are also some precious medicinal herbs that do not bloom. Zhang Guangming couldn't help but say happily: "It's really good that Dean Wang has this idea! If our village grows these Chinese medicinal materials that can be used for both flower appreciation and medicine, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? However, I can't agree to this matter myself, and I have to hold a meeting of village cadres after dinner and let the village cadres discuss and make a decision." ”

Zhang Guangming is a person who does not make slow trains, and as soon as he loses his bowl after eating, he immediately asks his wife to push him to the office of the brigade on a flat cart, and he uses a loudspeaker to inform the members of the village committee that after dinner, he will immediately come to the brigade for a meeting.

At this meeting, Zhang Guangming sat on a circle chair in the office, covered the wound with one hand, and told everyone Dean Wang's request. Zhang Zhishu said to the village cadres, "We can enjoy the flowers, and we can also sell Chinese medicinal materials to the provincial hospital, which can not only make our village look beautiful, but also increase some income, and can also solve the shortage of Chinese medicinal materials in the provincial hospital." The secretary also said, "If we don't occupy good land, we can plant it on the roadsides and on the cultivated wasteland." Everyone raised their hands in approval. That night, after discussing with the village cadres, Zhang Zhishu decided to plant flowering Chinese medicinal materials on the roadside from tomorrow, and planting scarce Chinese medicinal materials that would not bloom on the reclaimed wasteland. As long as it is the list of Chinese medicinal materials listed by Dean Wang, all of them must be planted.

After the meeting, as soon as Zhang Guangming returned home, he began to study the books on planting Chinese medicine flowers, such as "Li Shizhen's Compendium of Materia Medica" and "Encyclopedia of Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine...... As long as it was about Chinese herbal medicines, he read them hungrily.

【2】

The next morning, Zhang Guangming was having breakfast, and the cuckoo flew over the yard and left a string of calls: "Coo, coo". The father asked the three daughters, "Tell me, what is this cuckoo talking about?"

Wen Hui said excitedly: "The cuckoo seems to be calling me three, auntie, aunt!"

Wen Ya corrected: "That's the cuckoo shouting, harvest wheat, plant maize!"

Zhang Guangming said with a smile: "Yes, Wen Ya is right, it is indeed the tireless urging of the cuckoo, which is to remind the farmers to plant corn as soon as possible after harvesting the wheat." Then Dad wrote a poem:

Cuckoo Language

Who said that the cuckoo is a merciless bird, cooing and chirping loudly.

It's too late for wheat to be harvested and planted, and it's too early for corn to be harvested.

Zhang Guangming was with the children during the meal, and he did not forget to teach the children to pay more attention to the birds in nature. Father, he said, because they are very closely related to our lives. For example: the swallow calls Qingming arrives, the cuckoo calls the wheat ripe, the crow calls the autumn coming, and the geese call the winter coming. The poetic Zhang Guangming said, "Not only the birds, but also the flowers and the solar terms are closely linked." Then Dad is making a poem for you, can you see it?" Zhang Guangming immediately chanted:

Flowers and Solar Terms

The apricot blossoms are revealed, and they are startling and blooming.

The spring flowers are fresh, and the Qingming is golden.

The poppy flowers are numerous, and the summer solstice grabs the color.

The dahlia is shy, and the mango is half covered.

Chrysanthemums compete for beauty, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is dazzling.

Lamei fights frost and cold, and the winter is drunk and warm.

From his poems, we can understand that he has a deep love for birds and flowers.

When the three little girls heard this, they immediately applauded their father. Wen Ya said: "Dad, can you compose a poem when I raise silkworms?"

The father smiled and said to the children, "Raising silkworms? After a moment's pause, my father said, "Then I'll make you another poem to describe the glorious and magnificent life of silkworms!" they said with interest, "Father." The children looked at their father with expectant eyes. The father sang very seriously:

"Silkworms to the End of Death"

The peach blossoms are in spring, and the pear blossoms are in the silkworm ant cavity.

Silkworm treasure Qingming eats tender mulberry, just to spit out cocoon energy storage.

The cocoon is wrapped in silk, and the silk is thin and long for hundreds of meters.

60,000 twist weave silver, willing to be busy for human brocade.

The silkworm chrysalis metamorphoses into wings, and is admired by people in a beautiful manner.

Flying with wings chasing joy, even if it is dedicated, it is glorious.

Zhang Zhishu has the habit of writing poems. From time to time, he sings about things, or songs, or songs, etc., so his children, under the influence of their father's poetic life since childhood, are very knowledgeable when they are not old. The people in the village are very envious of their family, and they all call Zhang Guangming's family a Shili family.

【3】

In the morning, Zhang Guangming led the villagers to start planting Chinese herbal medicines. Although Zhang Zhishu can't do physical work yet, he can pinch seeds into the small soil pit dug by the captain. The villagers asked Zhang Guangming to write poems while planting them. They all said that in the New Year, I still want to learn to write couplets with you Zhang Zhishu. Zhang Guangming agreed with a smile. In order to promote the culture of Chinese poetry, Zhang Zhishu said, "I see that you have such a high enthusiasm, so why don't our village be in the Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, and National Day...... What about holding a poetry contest in the solar terms? Do you think it is a good one?" They all said in approval, "Yes, yes!" Zhang Zhishu also said, "I hope that the villagers can learn more about our rich Chinese poetry and literature in their spare time, and we will hold a poetry contest in the next year, and the top three can be selected." When the time comes, I will give you a bonus, as well as pens and brushes, and a copy of "Chinese Poems" written by me as a prize, okay?"

"Okay, then I'll take the time to learn poetry culture from today!"

"Yes, I'll work hard to learn poetry from today on!"

The literate people in the village shouted loudly. Those who couldn't read a single word muttered, "You guys learn, I don't participate if I haven't been to school for a day." ”

When Zhang Guangming heard this, he suddenly felt that it was my negligence. He and the village cadres temporarily decided to set up a night school, so that those illiterate people could also read and count. He also appointed Li Dongzhi to be the principal of the night school, and when he was done with the cultivation of Chinese herbal medicines, he went to invite teachers from the village school to give lectures to the illiterate people at night.

Zhang Zhishu intends to greatly improve the quality of the villagers through this initiative, and can also greatly stimulate the interest and spiritual motivation of the villagers in learning Chinese poetry and culture. In that way, it can not only cultivate the sentiments of the masses, but also allow the masses to understand the 5,000 years of China's eventful years from the broad and profound poetry culture.

Zhang Guangming smiled and said to the masses who were discussing this matter: We can't stop talking and we can't stop our hands! The people should work hard and struggle endlessly!