Chapter 42: Huanhuan
Qian Li happily went out to play with the army green and red star cloth bag, and Yun Ling took a notebook with her and leaned on the side of Chu Xianglan's bed to read.
Chu Xianglan saw that she didn't flip through medical notes, but pharmaceutical-related, and couldn't help asking, "What do you think of this?" β
"Before, you said that you wanted to cultivate several major Chinese medicinal materials here, and I started to look at it."
Yun Ling flipped her notes to the summary part she had written, and pointed to several key Chinese medicine production techniques in Harbin Province recorded on it.
"If we want to develop the road of Chinese medicinal materials, we need to ensure that we can successfully open up sales channels, so that everyone can see that we can make money, so that we can drive the people in the village to plant together."
"But there are limits on the purchase of Chinese medicinal materials in our county, and the amount that can be eaten is not much. So this time, I also want to explore the sales channels in the province, and whether there is any other way besides the designated acquisition station. It is best if we can reach cooperation with the pharmaceutical company, and when the time comes, when the seedlings we cultivate have results, we can persuade the captain to set up a social team enterprise, and the public is formal to the public. β
Chu Xianglan leaned on the pillow and looked at her a little distracted, I don't understand why this person seems to be always tireless in learning?
Even the traditional Chinese medicine and agriculture she is good at are also forced by life, not to mention love, is there really a person like Yun Ling who is not tired of endless learning?
She didn't believe it.
But the man in front of him is.
I took a pen and paper with me, took out a notebook wherever I went, improved my medical skills while seeing patients in the clinic, and went back from work to review mathematics, physics, chemistry and foreign languages with them, and now I am planning to study pharmacy again......
The current Yunling is a learning maniac in their eyes, terrifying.
In fact, every time they get together to study and listen to the radio, they can't help but be afraid, especially when they are learning a foreign language.
Although the graduates of the first two batches of the Capital Foreign Chinese College are not assigned to stay in school for further study, they still insist on taking a certain amount of time to learn foreign languages every day while participating in labor according to the above instructions of "practicing every day".
But learning privately like them is still a little cautious, so Yun Ling didn't know where to find an English version of an anthology of quotations, which temporarily calmed their hearts.
In fact, since the year before last, the University of Workers, Peasants and Soldiers has already enrolled students.
Those workers with good political ideology, good health, about 20 years old, and a junior high school education level or above, poor middle peasants, PLA soldiers and young cadres; There are also those who have performed particularly well in the unit, and once they have been recommended by the local revolutionary committee and passed the political examination, they can become workers, peasants, and soldiers college students.
This kind of college students are mainly science and engineering, mainly cultivate advanced skills, the duration of education is two or three years, and after leaving school, they return to factories and units to apply technology to production and improve the production efficiency of society.
When Yunling was still in high school, Qingbei and Jinghua universities already met the enrollment conditions.
At that time, her plan for her future was to be admitted to the hospital, strive to get a place in the Workers' and Peasants' and Soldiers' University to study, and come back to become a life-saving doctor like her parents.
It's a pity that once things change, everything has to be overturned and restarted.
However, there is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.
There are thousands of roads in the world, and there is always one to reach the destination.
After listening to Yun Ling's words, Chu Xianglan also had a deeper plan for her few acres of land.
Although she is not such a dedicated person, she just wants to make a good job of the one-third of the land in front of her.
Step by step, although she conceived some plans, she yawned sleepily after meditating.
Yun Ling said softly: "You can sleep for a while, Lily said that she would bring food when she came back." β
"Hmm...... I can't hold it anymore, I'm too sleepy......" Before Chu Xianglan finished speaking, he fell asleep in a daze.
Yun Ling really envied the quality of her sleep, she had to brew for ten minutes every time to fall asleep, and after falling asleep, it was very heavy.
Finally, after Qian Li came back and finished her meal quickly, she hurriedly ran to the obstetrics and gynecology department on the second floor of the hospital, standing in the corridor and waiting for someone.
Obstetrics and gynecology can leave work on time, but there are always people on duty.
If the situation is urgent, the doctor at home will call the hospital temporarily, so most of the doctors live in the family home near the hospital, which is also the residence assigned directly to the doctor by the hospital.
Fortunately, Shang Jing was not on duty tonight, she looked at her watch and said to Yun Ling: "Xiaoling, I have to go to the kindergarten to pick up Huanhuan from school quickly, do you want to go directly to my house to sit for a while?" The family home is very close, go directly out of the hospital and turn left, my home is in the eighth building, the innermost household on the third floor. β
As she spoke, she was about to pull out the key.
Yun Ling squeezed her hand and smiled: "Aunt Jing, let's go together, I haven't seen Huanhuan for a long time." β
Shang Jing thought about it, and took her to Hongxia Kindergarten on a bicycle.
The kindergarten is said to have been designed by a foreign architect, and was originally the private residence of a wealthy foreign businessman, but was sold several times and finally taken over by the government and turned into a kindergarten.
This building, which is clearly in the style of a French castle, not only contains a romantic atmosphere of freedom, but also hides a trace of elegance and solemnity.
From the bottom to the top, several ancient Greek columns standing at the main entrance, the wide curved terrace upstairs, the elegant window lattices in every place, as well as the tall semi-circular dome and fortress-like towers, all exude the charm of European beauty.
"Mom!" Zou Huan was playing on the slide under the leadership of the kindergarten teacher, and when he saw Shang Jing coming, he ran over excitedly without wiping the dust on his little hands.
Shang Jing picked her up and said to the kindergarten teacher, "Teacher Zhu, thank you, you have to wait until the end every time to leave." β
Teacher Zhu smiled and said, "Huanhuan is very well-behaved, and I am also bored at home." β
Shang Jing hugged Zou Huan and waved her little hand, "Huanhuan, say goodbye to the teacher." β
"Teacher's debtβ"
"Huanhuan will see you tomorrow!"
Yun Ling sat on the back seat of the bicycle, holding Zou Huan in her arms, teasing her: "Huanhuan, do you remember your sister?" β
Zou Huan grabbed the strap of the backpack, raised his round head, and shouted milkily: "Sugar gourd!" Remember, Sister Lingling. β
In the past, in the capital, every winter, Zou Huan came to her house to play, and Yun Ling would take her to the most time-honored store on Niujie to buy sugar gourds to eat.
"We're so smart, we haven't seen each other for more than half a year and can still remember me."
Shang Jing heard her voice coaxing the child, and couldn't help laughing: "It didn't take long." There are pictures of you and her at home! This winter, I want to eat sugar gourds, and I talk to you every day. β
Because the road is slippery in winter, Shang Jing rides a bicycle much slower.
The wind was biting, Yun Ling untied half of the scarf and wrapped it around Zou Huan's face, the child raised his head and waved his hand with a smile, the gloves were warm and fluffy, and they were like a small ball.
"We're home, let's come down."
Shang Jing opened the vertical wooden cabinet, took out a few smooth porcelain cups, and poured hot tea from the thermos, which was seven points full.
"This is Yunnan red broken tea from Yun Province, which is going to be exported to the north, and I saw some bad ones in the store and bought them. In this restaurant, it is usually boiled with milk and sugar, which is the way of drinking for foreigners. β
She smiled with nostalgia: "I remember that you don't like sweets and prefer tea, so I didn't add it." β
Yun Ling tasted tea and smelled the fragrance while quietly looking at the furnishings in the house.
The vertical corrugated wood cabinet for the cups is shiny and shiny, and the glass door is hung with two golden round pull rings. The wooden coffee table is covered with a warm and smooth red lacquer, and is covered by a delicate and soft woven tablecloth, which is delicate and beautiful.
Shang Jing's home is now several times smaller than before, but the interior decoration is more warm.
It seems that her current living situation is not necessarily worse than before.
But from the capital to Kazakhstan Province, which is thousands of miles away, earth-shaking changes must have taken place.
But Yun Ling hadn't prepared her words yet, for fear that if she asked something wrong, it would touch her sadness.