Muyang has been living a very peaceful life recently, going home from work, occasionally going to see his father, grandpa or going to his uncle's house for a meal, except for the past Malmö Manor and Xia Kejun to save a little, he has not even been to the European war time and space.

In March, although it is already spring, it is still very cold. In June, Mallorca is sunny, sunny, sandy, Mediterranean breeze, Mu Yang is lying on a deck chair, lazily not wanting to move.

Claire sat on the side, holding a telegram in her hand, and said, "My lord, just now the Japanese minister sent a telegram asking why the medicine we sold them is not as effective as in Europe, and the cure rate is only about 40%, even in China, the cure rate is much higher than theirs. ”

Mu Yang reached out and took a sip of the freshly squeezed watermelon juice on the coffee table next to him, and said unhurriedly: "Tell them that because of physical problems, different physiques, different absorption and reaction to drugs, there will naturally be different therapeutic effects, this is no fuss." ”

"Also, don't let the Japanese compare themselves to China, because there is a reason why there is no outbreak in Europe and there are cases of infection occurring, and there is no outbreak like in Europe." Muyang said.

Claire is one of the few people who know about Muyang's reduction of the ingredients of special drugs in the Japanese medicine, and naturally knows why the cure rate of the Japanese is so low, but Claire is still very curious about the reason why Chinese have fewer diseases.

"Adults, what is the reason why Chinese have fewer diseases, is their medical conditions stronger than Europe, or their health conditions are better than Europe." Claire asked.

"No, in fact, it is just a taste of Chinese medicine, but also a condiment, so that Chinese have a lot less of this disease." And the resistance is also much stronger. Muyang said.

"What condiment is so magical?" Claire asked in surprise.

"I can tell you, but you have to keep it a secret, especially not to tell the Japanese." Muyang said.

"I swear by my family, my lord."

"Star anise, also known as star anise, is commonly known as big material. Chinese often put it inside the dish when cooking to add flavor to the dish, just like we put pepper on top of the steak. Muyang said.

In fact, in later generations, Tamiflu, a special drug for the treatment of avian influenza, was developed to extract oxalmic acid from star anise, and then concocted Tamiflu, and glutinic acid is the main therapeutic ingredient.

"It's so amazing, don't Japanese people eat star anise?"

"Japanese people don't eat it." Mu Yang replied affirmatively.

In fact, Muyang is sometimes very curious, the eating habits of Japanese people are really special. For example, they don't eat insects, snakes, heavy condiments such as ingredients, and dog meat and pigeon meat, which they think is inhumane.

But Mu Yang wondered, why do they like to eat gold particles.

Forget it, this affects mood and appetite, so don't think about it.

After resting for two days, Muyang felt that he had filled up his fuel and fully charged. Keep working.

I have been working in the secretariat of the Asia Division for a month, and a lot of work has been done. Muyang's help with Wu Xiaohui's translation was praised by Director Liu at the weekly meeting, and Muyang also had a good relationship with his colleagues and worked happily. Very good.

The fact that Muyang understands six foreign languages was said by Director Liu, and the people in the office were surprised when they found out, they really didn't expect this handsome guy. If you don't rely on your face to eat, you don't rely on acting skills, you eat by your knowledge, which means that society is not easy to mix.

And Muyang, in addition to miscellaneous things, also shared part of the translation work, not limited to Malay, Hindi and even English, French, German and Japanese documents, it is possible for him to translate it, but Muyang does it quickly without pressure every time, which allows everyone to see the power of high-IQ talents.

People asked Muyang if he had the ability to never forget, Muyang could only be secretly cool by himself, and his brother was systematic.

"Yangyang, it's going to be the Qingming Festival soon, our whole family will go to worship your mother, do you have a holiday on the day of the Qingming Festival." Muyang's father said when he went home to see his father.

The Qingming Festival has arrived, and Muyang's expression suddenly sank, "I have time, we have a holiday on the day of the Qingming Festival." Muyang said.

On April 5, Muyang drove and took his father, aunt and Chenchen, a family of four to Badaling Cemetery to sweep the grave of Muyang's mother.

In fact, at this point, Aunt Li Suyun did a very good job, every year on the Qingming Festival, Li Suyun would accompany the two of them to sweep the tomb of Muyang's mother together, Muyang was small before, and he didn't feel anything, but now it seems that as a woman and a stepmother, it is very commendable to be able to do this.

It was raining lightly, not much, but if you didn't have an umbrella, your clothes would get soaked for a while, and it would still be very cold on an April day.

Father and Muyang each had an umbrella, the aunt held Chenchen's hand, the two of them walked behind, up the stone steps, and among the green trees, Muyang saw his mother's tombstone.

Offerings were placed, a few fallen leaves were removed from the stone seal, incense and candles were inserted, and green smoke flowed up in the raindrops.

"Xuxiu, let's take a look at you, Xiaoyang graduated from college this year, and now he has gone to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for an internship, his son is very sensible, he has been admitted to graduate school, and he is better than me at the beginning......"

"Sister Xiu, don't worry, the family is fine, but there were two car accidents in Shouli last year, which is quite worrying......"

"Hello mother, bless me to be the squadron leader this year, and I can pass the piano exam." Xiao Chenchen also folded his hands and bowed.

The family members all smiled, Xiao Chenchen thought it was to worship Guanyin, and put his hands together to ask for blessings, and Muyang also patted Chenchen's little head lovingly.

"Dad, Auntie, I'll be alone with Mom for a while." Muyang said.

This is already a tradition, every time the tomb is swept on the Qingming Festival, Muyang will stay alone with his mother for a while, his father nodded, picked up Chenchen, and left with his aunt.

Touching the cold and slippery tombstone, Mu Yang's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"Xiaoyang, this is Zhou. The photo of the premier when he was managing diplomatic work is the first diplomat in charge of New China, but he is the founder of New China's diplomatic undertakings. "Mom hugged Muyang's narrow shoulders in the honor room of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

"This is China's first female minister......"

"This is..."

"When Xiaoyang grows up, he will also be a diplomat, a diplomat who dares to speak and do."

"Mom is on a business trip for a few days, Yangyang has to listen to Dad's words, remember to have breakfast in the morning, Mom will come back in a few days, and come back to bring gifts to Yangyang."

That morning, after saying this, my mother took her luggage and left, but she never came back.

Tears were already sliding down his face.

"Mom, I miss you, I miss you so much, I miss you again."

"It's like I'm looking at you, and I've forgotten you a little."

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Muyang's mind, the scene world rolled, by the way, I can see my mother. (To be continued......)

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