Meng Qing took out a notebook from the desk, flipped through a few pages, looked at it twice, and then handed it to Jiang Zhilian in silence.

Jiang Zhilian received it in her hand and looked at it for a while.

It's all handwritten in English, and the handwriting isn't smooth, but it's clear.

Jiang Zhilian muttered while looking at it: "There are a lot of professional terms......

"Do you know English?" Meng Qing asked in surprise.

"Oh, a little." Jiang Zhilian closed her notebook, "I looked at Youting's English textbook and studied some by myself. ”

Meng Qing was not fooled by her, held her wrist, looked directly into her eyes, and was a little aggressive, "Tell the truth!" Can you read that article just now? ”

Jiang Zhilian pulled out a stiff smile, "Just a little ......"

Meng Qing interrupted her and repeated, "Tell the truth! ”

Jiang Zhilian was seen by him, her heart beat faster, her cheeks were hot, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Well, except for a few technical terms that I don't understand, I can probably understand the meaning."

"Translate for me." Meng Qing's body exuded an extremely good aroma of herbs, which made people can't help but be addicted to it.

"Can't you understand? Didn't you write it yourself? Jiang Zhilian opened the notebook again, found the page just now, and buried her head away from his burning gaze.

"I wrote it, copied it from the library, but I don't understand it." Meng Qing pinned her scattered hair behind her ears and said softly, "Please, tell me what you understand, and how much you understand counts." ”

Damn, it's terrible.

Jiang Zhilian was so full of crispiness that she almost couldn't stand.

She took her notebook in her hand, turned to sit down on a chair in the corner, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, listen up." Jiang Zhilian pursed her lips, and tried her best to make her voice appear calm when she spoke, "This article says that there is a person from country A named Kelly, and a person from country C' named Thomson, both of whom have isolated and obtained any virus from the poop of a dog with a disease, I don't know this word." Later, many countries have successively discovered this virus that exists in dogs. They checked the serum of the sick dog, which was positive for the virus. As for this virus, which mainly infects puppies, is very contagious and has a high mortality rate. It is more common in winter and spring, and it is easy to be infected with this virus when it freezes or when the living conditions are not good. They did experiments......"

Jiang Zhilian stumbled and translated for more than ten minutes, and Meng Qing listened very carefully, during which no matter what she said or how unclear she was, he did not interrupt her.

Finally, Jiang Zhilian closed the notebook, raised a smile and said, "That's pretty much it, can you understand what I'm saying?" ”

"Hmm......" Meng Qing walked over and rubbed the little hawthorn's head, and replied, "You spoke very well." ”

"Really? That's great. Jiang Zhilian looked at the little hawthorn and became worried again, "My dog girl will survive." ”

Meng Qing raised his eyebrows and did not answer.

Jiang Zhilian's heart chuckled, and she said to herself: "She is so strong, she has been wandering outside for so long, she will definitely survive." ”

Meng Qing raised her eyes and looked at her from top to bottom, "The apron is full of oil, take it off first." ”

Jiang Zhilian looked down and saw that she was in too much of a hurry to go out, and the apron she wore when cooking was still on her body.

"Oh......" she untied her apron and folded it into the outer pocket of her padded jacket, "I will take care of the little hawthorn, you can eat well, I won't bother, I'll say hello to them and go back!" ”

Meng Qing said, "It's too late, let's eat here." ”

"It's only a few o'clock, I'm driving a three-wheeled motorcycle, and I'll be home in a while." Jiang Zhilian turned around to leave, but Meng Qing grabbed her arm.

"You're going to freeze in your pants." Meng Qing's voice was low and mellow, rustling in her ears.

The liveliness of the hall seemed to be far away from them, far away, as if it was not in the same space.

The dim lights in the room flickered on and off due to the unstable voltage, and the atmosphere was eeriely ambiguous.

Through the thick padded jacket, she could feel the heat of his fingertips.

Meng Qing let go of his hand and said, "The little hawthorn needs to be taken care of at night. ”

"Oh......" Jiang Zhilian hesitated a little, "But my aunt, my brother-in-law, and Youting are all waiting for me to go home." ”

Meng Qing: "You can go to the commissary and make a call, isn't there a phone in the old man upstairs?" You call them, and ask them to tell your aunt. ”

Jiang Zhilian felt that Meng Qing was a little strangely persistent, "Why do you have to let me stay?" You have always been hands-on in taking care of sick animals. Want to join me for New Year's Eve? You don't look like such a romantic person, you shouldn't care if you don't cross the New Year's Eve, right......?"

Meng Qing didn't let her continue to guess randomly, he tapped the notebook with his slender fingers, and his face was calm, "There are a lot of articles here, I need you to help me translate." ”

“……”

Without waiting for Jiang Zhilian to refuse, Meng Qing preemptively said, "Please." ”

"......" What else can she do? Can she ruthlessly turn around and walk away? Can she say she doesn't do it?

She can't.

She's a hopeless nymphomaniac who is bewitched by men!

As soon as 0:00 passed, it was a new year.

But in reality, it was no different from every usual early morning, it was still the same silent night.

Everyone fell asleep, and Meng Qing boiled medicine for the little hawthorn in the hall.

Jiang Zhilian sat across the stove to warm herself up while translating the handwritten English articles.

She didn't have an English-Chinese dictionary at hand, and she didn't know many words, especially medical terms, and the translations were scattered.

But Meng Qing listened to it with pleasure, and the expression on his face illuminated by the flames was soft and indifferent.

The little hawthorn slept very peacefully in Jiang Zhilian's arms, and Meng Qing's exclusive pill made it stop vomiting and no longer have blood in the stool.

It was a good change and gave her a lot of confidence in the dog's recovery.

Jiang Zhilian scratched her ears and cheeks and did two hours of oral translation, and then she was completely exhausted.

She said with a dry mouth and a star in her eyes, "No, I need to rest!" I'm going to die......"

Meng Qing got up, poured a glass of water and handed it to her, and said softly, "Drink some water and moisten your throat." ”

Jiang Zhilian drank a large glass of water, she put down the glass, rubbed her temples, and hummed softly: "Moisten your throat, and then translate for you?" ”

Meng Qing curled the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, "No need, that's all for today." ”

Jiang Zhilian had a feeling of being pardoned, she stretched her big lazy waist and sighed: "It's finally done, finally!" ”

Meng Qing stared at her face for a long time, and looked at Jiang Zhilian alive.

"What are you looking at? I have gold on my face? ”

Meng Qing asked her, "When did you learn English?" ”

"Just recently...... Jiang Zhilian's eyes dodged, "Didn't I tell you, looking at Youting's English textbook, I learned some basics from her, and I taught myself a little." Who made me a genius, I learned fast. Probably this is talent, born! ”

Although Meng Qing didn't believe her words, she didn't question it.

After a few seconds of silence, Meng Qing said, "When the little hawthorn recovers, I will accompany you to the bookstore." ”

Jiang Zhilian raised her eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing in the bookstore?" ”

Meng Qing: "Buy you an English-Chinese dictionary." ”

...... "What kind of hard work is she doing!"

Is it too late to recover wages now?

Hey, she didn't think she could open it.

It's true that she sees money and opens money strings, but she still doesn't want to show this too much in front of the person she likes.

"You can help me pick two more English textbooks, I want to learn English." Meng Qing asked with a sincere face, "Can you teach me?" ”

Jiang Zhilian held her chin with her hand and tilted her head to look at him, "You can sign up for an English class in night school, the professional teacher must teach more systematically and better than me." ”

Meng Qing shook his head, "I want to learn from you." ”

Jiang Zhilian was puzzled, "Why?" ”

"I have more free time to study with you, and I can't guarantee that I will go to night school on time." Meng Qing's reasons were sufficient.

He added: "I can pay you the same fees as night classes." ”

Jiang Zhilian couldn't refuse at all, "That's okay, since you are so sincere and studious, I will reluctantly accept you as a student." ”

Meng Qing nodded symbolically, and after a while, he spoke again: "Seeing that you just translated stumblingly, I suggest that you prepare the lesson in advance and don't make mistakes." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "......"

Stumble! This student is too difficult to bring.

Question the level of the teacher at every turn, how can this be done!