Chapter Forty-Seven: Riding a Tiger Is Difficult
"Which one are you? Where did it come from? What are you looking for my grandfather to do? ”
It turned out to be the grandson of the village chief, Shen Qinghuan smiled slightly: "Little friend, please go in and tell your grandfather, my name is Shen Qinghuan, and I am an expatriate staff member of Lancheng Tiannuo Company!" ”
"Okay, you wait a minute!"
The little guy came running with a smoke, accompanied by a shout: "Grandpa, grandpa!" There's a sister outside, saying it's from the city, looking for you, you come out quickly......"
After entering the house and seeing a table of dishes, Shen Qinghuan knew that the village chief's family had not eaten until now in order to wait for her.
The village chief was very enthusiastic, personally led Shen Qinghuan to wash his hands, returned to the table, deliberately gave her the seat for the VIP, pointed to the dishes on the table, and greeted: "Miss Shen, eat quickly, you must be hungry after walking such a long way!" ”
A table of delicacies from the mountains and seas, but it is usually not seen in the restaurant, and the hungry Shen Qinghuan was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and ate them, and nibbled on two roast chicken legs, only to find that the three people next to her were looking at her with a smile, but they did not move the chopsticks, Shen Qinghuan blushed, hurriedly picked up a chicken leg and put it into the little boy's bowl, and smiled embarrassedly: "You eat it too!" ”
The village chief looked at him with a kind face: "Miss Shen, hurry up and eat, there are many chickens at home, and Xiaohuzi eats them every day at home, these chicken legs are specially reserved for you!" ”
"So your name is Xiaohu!" Seeing the little guy eating happily, Shen Qinghuan was in a good mood, and the tiredness and sleepiness just now seemed to have been reduced a lot, and he looked at Xiaohu with a smile: "How old are you?" ”
"Eight years old!" The little guy bit the chicken leg and replied vaguely.
Eight years old? Shen Qinghuan was a little surprised, this child was obviously thinner than Mu Muyou, but he was three years older than him, but seeing that the village chief's family was almost destitute, Shen Qinghuan almost understood that this child must be caused by malnutrition.
"What grade are you in?"
The little guy raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Qinghuan, and replied casually: "I didn't read!" ”
Shen Qinghuan looked at the village chief in surprise, but saw him bow his head in embarrassment: "Alas, no way, this child is also unlucky, when he was seven years old, the only primary school in the village moved to the town outside because there was no source of students, and the town merged with the town elementary school, the town is dozens of miles away from here, the child is still too young, we are not at ease, so we are thinking about letting him go to school later!" ”
Only then did Shen Qinghuan notice that after entering the door for so long, the family only saw the village chief and his wife and the child, and couldn't help but wonder: "That...... What about the child's parents? ”
"Working outside!" The village chief shook his head, quite helpless: "In our whole village, there are all of us lonely old people, young people have left the mountains early, went to work in the big city, made a fortune, stayed outside, took the children over, and had a new home, they all dislike the poverty here and refuse to come back!" ”
Shen Qinghuan looked at the dishes on the table, and instantly lost his appetite. It turns out that the countryside is not as stress-free as it seems on the surface, it is the same everywhere, and it only laments that everyone in the world is suffering.
"Sister, this was supposed to be my bed, but you've been sleeping here these days!"
Very quaint wooden bed, the quilt pattern on it is old, but it is very clean and tidy, it seems to have been carefully cleaned up, Shen Qinghuan turned his head to look at Xiaohuzi: "I slept here, what about you?" ”
The little guy raised his hand and said, "I'll sleep here!" ”
Shen Qinghuan followed his gaze and couldn't help but be surprised, there was a pile of straw piled up in the corner, and a quilt was spread on it, which ...... Can I sleep? But before Shen Qinghuan could speak, the little guy had already jumped up like a monkey and instantly got into the bed: "Hehe, sister, go to sleep!" ”
"How can this sleep people!" Shen Qinghuan walked over and pulled the little guy's quilt in distress, "Come down, Xiaohu, you can sleep in the bed!" ”
"That's not going to happen! Grandpa said, you are a guest, the bed should be left for guests to sleep in, I sleep here very well! ”
Shen Qinghuan silently said the little guy's little head: "It's okay, this bed doesn't look small, you come down and sleep with your sister, okay?" ”
"No way, no way!" The little guy still shook his head, very stubborn: "Grandma said, my body is dirty, the quilt has just been washed, it will get dirty, and grandpa also said, I have grown up, I have to be responsible, I can endure hardships, sister, you go to sleep quickly, I'm fine, I usually sleep on the haystack!" ”
The little guy grimaced at Shen Qinghuan, pulled the quilt, got into it again, and then turned over, pretending to be asleep, and learned from the adults to kill the snoring.
The child's precociousness and sensibility made Shen Qinghuan feel very distressed, but he had no choice but to return to bed silently, and his adult occupied a bed alone, but let a child sleep in the haystack, Shen Qinghuan felt very uncomfortable.
In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt a tingling pain, Shen Qinghuan woke up, touched his thigh, and found that the bag in one leg was hot and painful, and there seemed to be some small creature in his ear, which had been making a "buzzing" sound.
Could this be the legendary mosquito sucking blood?
Shen Qinghuan finally understood why Xiaoqing would stuff her with a bottle of flower water before leaving, and told her to bring it!
Shen Qinghuan jumped off the bed, rummaged for a while, and finally found the flower water, turned his head, and saw the little tiger on the grass, and was instantly stunned.
The little guy had already kicked the quilt away, and the exposed thighs were densely packed with bags, some were newly added, and more were left from before, and they were already red.
Shen Qinghuan put down the flower water, gently picked up the little tiger from the grass, put it on the bed, and then sat down next to him, and gently smeared the flower water on his whole body.
Early the next morning, Shen Qinghuan, accompanied by the village chief, went to the greenhouse, and saw the attractive growth of medicinal herb seedlings, Shen Qinghuan showed a pleased smile.
In fact, her task this time, simple and simple, complex and complicated, Tiannuo has always been for a foreign pharmaceutical company to provide medicinal materials, because of the terrain and soil quality, only here can grow this special medicinal materials, the growth process of medicinal materials must be recorded in detail, and then translated into foreign languages to send them over, the quality of the villagers here is limited, every time it comes to this season, Tiannuo needs to send special people to record these.
Seeing Shen Qinghuan playing with the seedlings of medicinal herbs, the village chief came over and asked tentatively, "Miss Shen, you're not a technician, are you?" ”
Shen Qinghuan shook his head: "I'm mainly a translator!" ”
"No wonder!" The village chief smiled: "In the past, the people from your company were very skilled in their movements, and when I asked, I found out that they were all technicians in big cities!" But...... You're a translator, so how could I send you? ”
I never knew that I still needed technician guidance, Shen Qinghuan lowered his head and looked careless: "I probably think it's more convenient for me to connect with customers directly here!" ”
When he got home, the first thing Shen Qinghuan did was to contact the director.
"What's going on, Director, I heard that there were no technicians before? Why am I alone this time? ”
"Uh......" let a girl go to the countryside alone, which is indeed a little unkind, and the director is a little guilty: "That...... Qinghuan, there is no way to do this, there is no technician in our branch, and they were all transferred from the headquarters before, why there are no people arranged this time, I don't know very well, maybe...... The head office has other decisions......"
"Then I'm here alone, so I can only translate, and I can't provide them with technical support, what should I do?"
"Qinghuan, don't panic first, the medicine farmers there have been doing it for many years, and the technology is relatively proficient, basically there will be no problems, even if there is a problem, you are good at foreign language, and you can communicate directly with the technical staff on the customer's side!"
In the end, these medicinal materials are all used in medicine, and human life is a major matter, Shen Qinghuan suddenly regretted that he didn't understand clearly and agreed, and now he only feels that people and hardships make it difficult to ride a tiger.
Shen Qinghuan's business trip dispatch is a week, the daily workload is not large, get up in the morning and eat early to go to the greenhouse to stay, make a record of the growth of seedlings at any time, and then organize it into a standardized format, and go back in the evening to send it to the customer's docking person, the village chief's family is also very good to her, Xiaohuzi is also diligent and sensible, as if becoming Shen Qinghuan's little helper.
Slowly, Shen Qinghuan also seems to be integrated into this kind of life, except when making records, there is no need to stare at the time all the time, and do things according to the nodes, perhaps because there are too few young people here, and the village is a little quiet, but the fragrance of birds and flowers is particularly obvious, when Shen Qinghuan is fine, he likes to sit on the hill with Xiaohuzi, listen to him sing in dialect, teach him to read and write, and see this half-old child, as if he saw his own wood, Shen Qinghuan always loves him inexhaustibly.
Leaving the hustle and bustle of the big city, Shen Qinghuan's heart slowly calmed down, even Jiang Sisi said that she felt that she was much calmer and ^_^ her complexion was much better, however, Shen Qinghuan also had her troubles, except for the junior high school contact with biology, she didn't know anything else, she prayed every day that God would never let the medicinal seedlings have an accident, because she couldn't do it at all, and the technicians on the customer's side sent an email very enthusiastically, but it was a pity that she couldn't understand anything that was too professional.
Seeing that it was about to end, an accident occurred without warning.
In the evening, it suddenly rained, which was not big, Shen Qinghuan was a little worried that it would affect the growth of the seedlings, but the village chief told Shen Qinghuan that it would be fine, it seemed that the rain would not have any climate, and he had to stop when he fell asleep.
As a result, in the middle of the night, the rain continued not to stop, but it was getting heavier and heavier, directly waking Shen Qinghuan up from his dream.
"Sister?"
Seeing Xiaohuzi coming in from outside wrapped in a raincoat, Shen Qinghuan was startled, hurriedly pulled him over, took off the raincoat, the child was soaked by himself, and the wet clothes stuck to the thin body, making him look more and more thin.