Chapter 149: The World's Differences
The temperature in Guangzhou in September is still high, and the sweltering heat makes people sweat when they sit still.
Zhong Yu can take a short lunch break after the surgery in the morning, and then continue to receive patients who have made appointments in the afternoon.
Compared with Zhong Yu's ease of the new environment, Song Meiting is not so easy.
She was transferred to the fifth primary school in the city to teach, although this school is not the focus of the city, but it is not the bottom, Song Meiting's academic qualifications are limited, this is already the best choice she can get.
So she is very satisfied, the only drawback is probably that it is a little far from where they live, and it takes more than 30 minutes to commute by bicycle.
Fortunately, the house she and Tan Shijie live in now is rented, and when the rent expires, they can change to a closer one to solve the problem.
Tan Shijie has no opinion, as soon as Song Meiting's work is implemented, they will be able to have an extra income and live a more comfortable life.
Because she is a newly transferred teacher, and she is from other provinces, she will inevitably be excluded, so Song Meiting arranged for her to take the class teacher as soon as she went to report, and the class she led was still the sixth grade that was about to graduate.
It wasn't a trivial task, she didn't know anything about the students, and they needed to be re-acquainted.
I was busy at the beginning of school in September, and the first week was not as good as the dog.
She doesn't speak Cantonese in class, and Mandarin is mixed with a Haishi accent, just communicating with students has become a huge problem, and if this continues, the students' final grades are even more unthinkable.
If she hadn't gotten married, she might have picked her son and left in a fit of anger, but after the beating of marriage, she knew how important it was to have a stable income, so no matter how difficult it was, she would do her best to overcome it.
Last week, there was a group fight among students, and the head of a student in their class broke, and it took her a lot of effort to adjust it, and she only got used to it a little more than half a month after the start of school.
No matter how unsatisfactory the work is, it is also an iron rice bowl that many military wives envy, Song Meiting did not forget to dig the well, and she also remembered to thank Zhong Yu in her heart.
On Saturday, she prepared classes at home, ate some lunch casually, and then bought some fruit and went to the General Hospital of the Military Region to find Zhong Yu.
The weather was too hot and far away, so she simply took a bus and went straight to the plastic surgery department at the hospital, but there was no one to be found.
Zhou Ze happened to meet her when he came out of the clinic, he still had some impression of Song Meiting, and took the initiative to talk to her, and Song Meiting knew that Zhong Yu had resigned.
When she first heard the news, she thought she had heard it wrong, and she asked several times before she dared to believe it, but she had heard Tan Shijie say that the chief physician of the General Hospital of the Military Region was already of a very high level, and it could not be compared with the ordinary hospitals in the local area, but Zhong Yu, who had such a good job, took the initiative to leave his job.
Song Meiting wanted to know if she was not sober, Zhou Ze had been to Guangfu Hospital and knew the address, and told her in great detail, Song Meiting was sweaty and ran to Fortune Plaza with fruits.
Although she slandered Zhong Yu in her heart all the way and didn't know how to cherish it, she really felt envious when she saw the magnificent decoration of the hospital with her own eyes.
The little nurses didn't know Song Meiting, but when she was a patient who came to consult, they politely invited her to come in and sit, and poured water for her intimately.
How much money Zhong Yu has earned in the past few years after graduation, even if this hospital is not as big as a military hospital, it is definitely not something that can be done with one or two dollars.
Thinking about it another way, even if Zhong Yu gets the position of president in the military hospital, the hospital cannot be hers, but this hospital is different, it is completely her personal assets, and she deeply feels the difference between the two.
The little nurse saw Song Meiting looking around, and said with a friendly attitude:
"Is there anything I can do to help you? Our dean is seeing other patients and will be available to see you later, so if you can't wait, you can talk to me first. ”
Song Meiting put down the cup and asked curiously, "Are nurses like you high in monthly wages here?"
The little nurse was stunned, I don't know why she asked this, but they have a rule, as long as it involves personal privacy, they have the right not to answer, she smiled and said politely:
"The matter of salary belongs to our personal privacy, and it is not convenient to disclose it."
Song Meiting said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm just curious, I'm your dean's sister, you're busy with you, I'll sit here and wait for her."
When the little nurse heard her say this, she immediately understood, and she said politely:
"Then you sit and wait for a while, and I'll go talk to Dean Zhong."
Song Meiting hurriedly thanked her, she is also a people's teacher, and she still has the qualities she should have, originally she wanted to educate Zhong Yu, but now it seems that the two of them are not at the same level, she should be nosy, and it is a serious thing to hold this big thick leg well.
Zhong Yu didn't take Song Meiting seriously, she finished consulting the patient, washed her hands before walking out slowly, Song Meiting sat down and drank a glass of water to cool off for a while, and when she came out, she immediately stood up and said angrily:
"Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing when you resigned?"
Zhong Yu sat across from her and wondered, "Why do you want to tell you?" This is my personal affair and it doesn't have anything to do with you, does it have nothing to do with you? ”
Song Meiting didn't answer her question directly, but Ai Ai said: "You are my only family member here, I don't know anything about you, so it will be very passive."
Zhong Yu said with a smile: "You just live your own life, I won't trouble you even if I have something."
Song Meiting said with a serious face: "You can't say that, I still owe you a favor and always think about it."
Zhong Yu didn't know which tendon she was wrong, and didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he said bluntly: "Say, what is the matter with you coming to me?"
Song Meiting chuckled: "Can't I come to see you if it's okay?" I'm mainly here to say thank you, I have a stable job now, thanks to you and Dean Ji, I can't thank you for anything, send you some fruit. ”
She knew that it was really rare to remember people, Zhong Yu glanced at her, and said in a calm voice:
"I took the fruit, you just have to work hard in the future, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
Song Meiting looked envious in her eyes, and said as if she had no intention: "If only I had studied hard back then, your hospital is quite magnificent, and you spent a lot of money in it, right?" Why do you want to resign, I heard that you still divided the house at the beginning, and now the house is still there? ”
Zhong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her with scrutiny, and said in a cold voice:
"The establishment of this hospital has spent all my savings, and I still owe foreign debts, and the house allocated by the military hospital is a welfare house, and I am no longer working in the hospital, so the house will naturally have to be returned."
Song Meiting blamed with a painful face: "Why are you so stupid, your decent job is what many people dream of, how good is that house, you don't have a job, the house is gone, and you still owe foreign debts to run such a hospital, didn't you discuss it with Aunt Qin when you made a decision?"
Zhong Yu ignored her anxiety, drank water by herself, and waited for her to calm down before laughing:
"It's my own business to decide what I do, and I don't need to be approved by others, not even my mother can be my master."
Song Meiting was choked by her words, don't say it, she really can't control her temperament, Aunt Qin really can't control it, Song Meiting pulled the corners of her mouth in a sneer.
"Your house is gone, where do you live now?"
Zhong Yu asked calmly: "What are you doing with so many questions?" I'm not here on the streets, and it's not too late for you to care about me again, so if you don't have anything to do, go back, I still have something to do. ”
Zhong Yu has given an eviction order, and Song Meiting is not good at continuing to stay, she is quite different from before now, maybe she will still have a lot of thoughts, but she understands the truth of Entubao.
Song Meiting stood up and pinched the canvas bag in her hand, and said with a sincere face:
"I have limited ability and I know that you don't look down on me, but if you really encounter difficulties, you can come to me, and I won't stand idly by."
Zhong Yu was surprised that she could say this, maybe she had experienced more things and had a strong human touch, Zhong Yu was not interested in delving into whether her words were true or false, in her heart, the relationship between the two had been determined, and now no matter what she said, she couldn't change the substance.
Zhong Yu was unmoved, and his voice was still not salty or light: "Okay, I have received your mind, so be it."
After she finished speaking, she didn't look at Song Meiting's expression, and turned around and left directly, Song Meiting's face was not lost, as if she was also used to such an atmosphere of getting along.
After Zhong Yu left the living room, he went directly to the ward where Zhang Xueqian was staying, Zhang Xueqian's face was a little swollen and bandaged, and there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl crying in the ward in addition to the assistant.
Zhang Xueqian saw Zhong Yu as if she saw a savior, and she said vaguely:
"Zhong Yu, please explain to my daughter quickly, I just had a plastic surgery, not to die......"
Zhong Yu was a little surprised, Mr. Zhang, who was domineering outside, would be pinched by his daughter, and it was really one thing and one thing.
Although Zhang Xirui had tears in his eyes, he was full of defense when he looked at Zhong Yu, as if she was some kind of flood beast, Zhong Yu explained with a smile:
"Your mother is really fine, when the swelling on her face goes down after the operation, she will become younger and more beautiful than before."
Zhang Xirui is not a little girl who doesn't understand anything, she complained unceremoniously:
"You don't fool me, I have seen Aunt Wu's face after plastic surgery, although there are no folds, but the corners of the eyes of the face have moved up, looking ugly and deformed."
At this stage, most of the plastic and cosmetic surgeries are not delicate enough, and the effect of wrinkle removal is ensured after the operation, but the aesthetics cannot be taken into account, so it is no wonder that the child is crying in fright.
Zhong Yu didn't treat her like a child, she said with a straight face: "I don't know what the postoperative effect of others is, but I must not be bad, after your mother's face is swollen, if you think she has become ugly, you can settle accounts with me."
Zhang Xirui didn't believe what she said, and put forward conditions like a little adult.
"In case my mother's postoperative results are not satisfactory and I don't look satisfied, can you help her get back to the original state?"
Zhong Yu frowned, and said honestly: "Recovery can be recovered, but it is a little complicated, and your mother will suffer more."
Zhang Xirui immediately clapped his head and said: "Then it's decided, if my mother becomes ugly, you will restore her to normal, and you will bear the cost of the recovery operation."
Sure enough, it is Zhang Xueqian's daughter, who will bargain at a young age and not suffer a loss, Zhong Yu said with a smile:
"Yes~ As long as your mother agrees."
Zhang Xirui said unceremoniously: "Her opinion is not important, you just do what I say."
Zhang Xueqian was so deflated in front of her daughter, she didn't have a good breath:
"Zhang Xirui, if you want to talk about it again, let's see how I teach you."
Zhang Xirui is a big ghost, and he knows that her mother is a paper tiger now, so he said unhurriedly:
"Don't be angry, I'm afraid your face will collapse with too many expressions, tossing yourself so much in order to chase a man, your brain is really squeezed by the door."
Zhang Xueqian's image of the boss was completely ruined by her daughter, and she said helplessly:
"Okay Zhang Xirui, you better hurry home. I was discharged from the hospital very quickly, and you kept me quiet for two days. ”
The little girl accepted it when she saw it, and she didn't deliberately stimulate her mother, so she picked up the bag and said chicly:
"You continue to keep it, it doesn't matter if something really happens, I know the family's savings and the password of the safe, and the valuable ones can't fall into the hands of others, don't worry."
Zhang Xueqian directly pretended to be dead and ignored her, Zhang Xirui didn't care about her, turned his head and looked at Zhong Yu again, and said in a calm tone:
"Aunt Zhong, then my mother will please you, if there is a real situation, it will be enough to leave her a small life."
Zhong Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud, Zhang Xueqian had already given up resistance, she closed her eyes and pretended to be dead directly, and she didn't open her eyes until the little girl left.
Zhong Yu was checking the wound for her, and Zhang Xueqian said helplessly: "Is my girl amazing?"
Zhong Yu nodded amusedly, and quipped: "With a mother like you, how can you give birth to a little white rabbit, it's good."
No matter how capable a person is, when she hears others praise her cub, she is even happier than flattering her, Zhang Xueqian is quite complacent:
"Don't look at my cub's mouth, her homework is the first, horseback riding, skiing, surfing, skateboarding are very slippery, others learn to play the piano and dance for their daughters, and even learn what aristocratic etiquette, can you eat those that can be eaten? If you want me to say, the more daughters have to cultivate her wolf nature, survival ability is the first, even if you marry in the future, then you have to be the king and hegemon in your in-law's family, and let them know from the beginning that we are not easy to bully, which can save a lot of trouble. ”
Zhong Yu has never had a child, she has no right to speak on the subject of parenting, thinking about Zhang Xueqian's words rationally, I think she is quite right.
"Survival is the first skill, at least you don't have to rely on others in the future, strong people must have strong capital, it is not easy for women to survive, she doesn't have to please anyone in the future, it's good to raise it like this."
Zhang Xueqian was in a good mood and said: "So I still like to deal with independent and self-reliant women, and when I interact with those broad wives, I either pinch the second wife or show off my favor all day long, and I am physically disgusted when I listen to it."
Zhong Yu wiped away the blood that had previously spilled from her face, and wrote lightly:
"The focus of life is different, the world you see is different, you have to fight like men, they just need to understand the minds of men, the way of survival is different, and the problems discussed are different."
Zhang Xueqian sighed and said with sincere emotion:
"It's not easy for women to live well, each has its own difficulties, it's good for you to do this, don't trust men."
Zhong Yu smiled and nodded, she didn't argue with Zhang Xueqian about how good Ji Xueli was to say that he was an exception, many women can't figure out their husband's heart in their lives, why is she so confident.
The happiness of the moment is real, just enjoy it silently, and there is no need to show it off to others.