Cheng Jianghai, who was in a trance, returned home in a trance, and when Cheng Jiangshui saw his thoughtful appearance, he stepped forward and asked suspiciously: "Jianghai, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Uh......"

Cheng Jianghai was stunned, with a little gloomy and loneliness between his eyebrows, and said softly: "Sister, it's nothing, a little tired?" ”

"It can't be sick, right? The face is so ugly! ”

Cheng Jiangshui stretched out his hand and touched Cheng Jianghai's head, and then said in surprise: "Well, it's normal!" ”

Cheng Jianghai responded listlessly: "Sister, I'll go talk to my mother." ”

"It's just right, you look at Mom, I'll go to the hospital."

"Go to the hospital!"

Cheng Jianghai was suddenly a little panicked, turned his head and looked at the back room: "What's wrong with Mom?" ”

Cheng Jiangshui hooked the tips of the hair beside his ears, showing a little tiredness, and said softly: "Don't be nervous, it's my mother's medicine that is gone, I'll hurry up and replenish it." ”

"Oh! I know. ”

Cheng Jiangshui packed up his things, turned his head and explained: "Then I'll go, I'll be back in a while, don't leave!" ”

Cheng Jianghai agreed softly, and watching his sister leave in a hurry, he immediately put down his schoolbag and turned to his mother. crept onto the bed, gently massaging the back of his mother's hand, but the back of Bao Xiaoqi's sad departure appeared in his mind, and there was a wordless bitterness in his heart that was difficult to suppress, and he asked Li Xiulan, who had no response, with his mouth open.

"Mom, did you say I hurt a lot of people......

In the silence, but it is full of bitterness. At this moment, Cheng Jianghai seemed to have realized something......

In the Ganquan First People's Hospital, prescribing, taking medicine, and paying money are already familiar to Cheng Jiangshui, but today's situation makes her a little worried. At the pharmacy window of the hospital, the nurse handed out the medicine list with a red stamp.

"Let's pay the fee first, and get the medicine after paying the fee!"

"Hmmm......"

Looking at the amount on it, Cheng Jiangshui's eyebrows frowned tightly, and he hesitated for a long time before he said softly: "Comrade nurse, see if you can change it, I'll buy two courses of medicine first!" ”

"We usually prescribe three courses at the same time." The nurse said confusedly.

Cheng Jiangshui's cheeks swelled up slightly, and he explained curtly: "Well, the money I brought is a little insufficient, let's take two courses of treatment first." ”

The nurse hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll reopen it for you!" ”

"Alas, thank you!"

Holding the re-opened medicine list, a few thin pieces of paper seemed to be as heavy as a thousand catties, Cheng Jiangshui took a strong breath, cheered up and hurriedly ran to the payment office......

At the moment when Cheng Jiangshui was buying medicine, He Yi'an also came to the archives to report.

Municipal archives are located in an administrative position far below their social significance, and are mainly responsible for the custody, inquiry, authentication, borrowing and other corners of archives. Compared with other functional departments with real power, it is really a proper "Qingshui Yamen".

Here, there are no heavy work tasks, and when you get to work on time, you get to work on time, and you do it over and over again. After a long time, people are floating everywhere, and it is undoubtedly a fantasy and a fool's dream to say that a new star in the political world can be born from this.

Looking at the humble plaque hanging on the side of the door, the wind and the sun are blowing, and the words on the wooden board are a little peeling off the paint, which looks a little shabby. He Yi'an sighed deeply and asked the doorman.

"Master, do you know where the office area is going?"

The gray-haired master slowly took up his reading glasses, looking unhurried and unhurried, completely in line with the work rhythm of the archives, and asked He Yi'an, "What are you doing?" ”

"Oh, I'm new to check-in!"

"Registered?"

The master pressed his glasses, looked at He Yi'an again from the top of the frame, and said in a chattering voice: "Yo, I haven't seen a newcomer for several years." Well, turn right at the intersection in front of you, and you're two floors away. We recognize it very well, just one building. ”

He Yi'an nodded politely: "Oh, thank you, master." ”

Compared with the grandeur of the city government, the archives are like a village committee in the countryside, and although the area is quite large, it is basically all brick and tile bungalows.

After a few turns, the only building in the mouth of the master janitor seemed to be the central office area of the archives. The two-storey building, it is estimated that it is also due to the tight maintenance funds, the white ash on the wall is soaked by the perennial wind and sand into a bleak yellow, and the wall skin falls off in many places, revealing the mottled mud inside, like a piece of miserable scars, showing an old and depressed appearance.

There was no busy figure around, and He Yi'an had to find himself to the second floor, and after looking for a long time, he saw the nameplate of the curator hanging in front of the innermost office door, He Yi'an knocked on the door carefully, and after a while, the voice of the curator Zhang Yongyi came from inside.

"Please come in!"

He Yi'an gently pushed open the creaking wooden door, Shi Shiran walked in, and looked at it fixedly. I saw that the old office was dimly lit, and there were all kinds of books and archives piled up all around, because there were too many of them, and some were even simply piled up on the ground, one by one, and they would be kicked to the ground if they were not careful.

Behind the desk, an old man with gray hair and reading glasses looked bookish. At the moment, he was burying his head in the pile of books and struggling to write, and he didn't even bother to raise his head for the visitors who came in, He Yi'an bypassed the information under his feet, and asked nervously.

"Uh, is it Curator Zhang Yongyi?"

As if hearing a stranger's voice, Zhang Yongyi raised his head at this time, his kind and kind cheeks were wrinkled, and he held his reading glasses with a little doubt: "Are you?" ”

He Yi'an hurriedly introduced himself: "Oh, my name is He Yi'an, and I came to report to our archives. ”

"He Yi'an?"

Zhang Yongyi blinked his yellow eyes, came to his senses after a while, and slowly stood up: "Oh, it's you." Hehe, I'm sorry, I was busy researching the data just now. Well, just sit down, don't look at my messy place, but it's also chaotic and orderly, hehe. ”

Seeing that the curator was so approachable, He Yi'an's anxious heart stabilized slightly. Turning his head to look around, he really couldn't find a suitable place to "sit casually", so he could only stand in front of the desk and handed over the information in his hand: "Curator, this is my personal information, you can take a look." ”

"Oh, okay, okay."

Zhang Yongyi smiled peacefully, stretched out his hand to take it, and pointed to the chair with information piled up on the side to signal, He Yi'an hurriedly stepped forward, carefully moved the information away, and sat down curtly, without squinting, with a straight back. On the other side, Zhang Yongyi carefully read the information, nodded approvingly, and said, "Well, graduate students of Lanzhou University, not bad!" Xiao He, why don't you work in a bigger city with such a high education, even if you stay in the provincial capital, it's better than going to Ganquan. ”

He Yi'an explained indifferently: "Home is here, so I want to work close to home. ”

"Oh, that's right."

Zhang Yongyi nodded thoughtfully, then frowned again, and sighed incomprehensibly: "Oh, this personnel department doesn't know how to think about it?" Our archives are a small place, and it's a bit of a shame for you to work here. Maybe I'll have to ask you for some professional knowledge in the future. ”

He Yi'an hurriedly bent down humbly, and responded very politely: "What did you say, curator, I am still young and have just joined the work, so I should learn from you!" ”

Although he didn't quite understand the purpose of the superiors to arrange a highly educated talent, Zhang Yongyi's first impression of He Yi'an was very good. Speech and demeanor are decent and generous, in those clear eyes like water, the eyes are as warm as jade, looking gentle and elegant but without the sour and rotten atmosphere of arrogance, but also know how to be polite and modest, which is really rare.

"Well, it's good to be modest and cautious, not arrogant or impatient! It's good for young people to exercise more. ”

Zhang Yongyi nodded appreciatively and said, "That's it, I'll arrange you to go to the archives department, in fact, we only have the archives department here, which is a bit technical, and going to other places really buries you." ”

"Oh, Archives Section! All right! ”

He Yi'an also doesn't quite understand the division of functions in the museum, since it was arranged by the curator, then the guests are as they please.

Zhang Yongyi waved his hand and said happily: "Let's go, I'll take you over now!" ”

He Yi'an hurriedly said politely: "Oh, no need, I'll just go by myself, don't trouble you." ”

Zhang Yongyi stepped forward with a smile, patted He Yi'an's shoulder and said: "It's okay, after sitting for a long time, I also move my old arms and legs, our archives say that it is a bureau-level unit, but there are not many people in this establishment, I, the curator, am a squad leader at best, hehe, let's go!" ”