"Sister? Sister? What are you thinking about? You didn't respond when I called you." Song Yunhui waved his hand in front of Song Yunping's eyes and asked in confusion.
"Huh? Oh, it's nothing. Let's go home quickly. Our parents are still waiting for news from us."
Song Yunping's cheeks were slightly red, but she quickly changed the subject.
"Okay, my parents must be worried." Song Yunhui didn't care and nodded.
The siblings walked along the stone path toward their home, which was still some distance from the center of the town.
"Dad, Mom, we're back~" Song Yunhui shouted into the house as soon as he entered the yard,
The joy in my heart is shown on my face, and I want to share it with my family.
In comparison, Song Yunping was much more restrained. Looking at her happy brother, she smiled quietly.
"You're back? How's things going? Can you take the college entrance examination?" Mother Song came out and asked worriedly.
"Mom, it's all settled. Someone is using power for personal gain and deliberately targeting us.
We were all deceived and thought there was no hope, but as soon as we left the gate of the town revolutionary committee, we met a group of leaders who came to inspect the place.
My sister told the leader about us.
Then the man asked his entourage to take us to Director Li of the Town Revolutionary Committee and the person who lied to us.
As soon as I asked, everything became clear. Not only has the country not issued any policy to restrict young people from applying for college,
Instead, local government agencies and units at all levels are encouraged to support young people in applying for college and pay attention to personal performance.
Mom, do you understand? My sister and I are going to college! No more obstacles! "
Song Yunhui couldn't hide his excitement, his mouth was like a machine gun,
Ba Ba Ba told Mother Song again what happened to their siblings.
"That's good, that's good."
Although Mother Song didn't fully understand, she knew the matter was resolved and a smile appeared on her face.
"Mom, where's dad?" Song Yunping asked softly.
"It was said that the superiors from the medicinal material station were coming to check. They were called back. Please wash your hands first and eat."
Song's mother asked her siblings to wash their hands, then turned and went to the kitchen. After Song Yunping and Song Yunhui washed their hands, they went to the kitchen to help Song's mother cook and serve the dishes.
Save some food for Song Jishan and steam it on the earthen stove to keep it warm.
Gu Yu and the others had lunch at the Town Revolutionary Committee. Gu Yu didn't ask Director Li to prepare any more and said they could just eat something simple.
But Director Li still arranged a table of dishes, and he accompanied the director of the medicinal material station.
We also discussed in detail on the table the medicinal materials produced in Hongwei Town, their year, their uses, etc.
After taking a short rest after eating, Gu Yu and his party went to the medicinal material station. The stationmaster introduced various medicinal materials to Gu Yu and the others.
"This is Ganoderma lucidum, right? How old is this one? I've always heard that it's precious, but I don't know what it's for."
Jiang Yafei followed Gu Yu around with great interest and saw various Chinese medicines on the table. There was a large Ganoderma lucidum in it. She pointed at it and asked curiously.
"This one is about a year old, sweet in taste and neutral in nature; it returns to the heart, lung, liver and kidney meridians;
It has the effects of replenishing qi and calming the nerves, relieving cough and asthma. "The middle-aged man with a beard standing next to the table and looking somewhat silent replied in a low voice.
"It's only one year? What's the value of that? The older it gets, the more precious it is. Is there any legend about the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum?"
Jiang Yafei looked at the middle-aged man who answered her question and asked,
The movement on her side also attracted Gu Yu and the others to come over.
"Ganoderma lucidum is a fungus, it is an annual or biennial fungus.
If the mature Ganoderma lucidum is not picked in time, it will age or be corroded by insects, and will lose its medicinal value.
The so-called century-old Ganoderma lucidum and thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum are just spreading rumors. "The middle-aged man answered patiently and in detail.
"This is Song Jishan, the old master of the medicinal material station. His family is a medical student, and he also knows Chinese medicine.
He knows a lot about Chinese herbal medicine. He has handled the identification of many medicinal materials on our website.
He himself often goes to the mountains to collect some scarce medicinal materials. "The webmaster introduced to Gu Yu.
Song Jishan saw Gu Yu and a group of people coming over. He didn't take the initiative to express himself or go up to introduce them. He just stood there reservedly.
"For masters like this who are capable and hard-working, the station should pay more attention to their wages and livelihood."
Gu Yu seemed to say something casually, and Song Jishan smiled and nodded before going elsewhere.
"Yes, what Writer Gu said makes sense, and we do the same." The webmaster said with a smile,
"Brother, it turns out that Millennium Ganoderma lucidum is fake, so do you think Tianshan Snow Lotus is also fake?" Jiang Yafei came to Gu Yu and held his hand and asked.
"Don't disturb your brother's work." Anjie pulled Yafei to his side and glared at her.
"Ms. Jiang draws inferences from one example. Tianshan Snow Lotus is indeed not as magical as the legend says, but it is just a traditional Chinese medicine.
It can be used for cold-damp arthralgia, rheumatoid arthritis, cold pain in the lower abdomen, and irregular menstruation. "The stationmaster replied with a smile.
Looking at Gu Yu and his group walking away, Song Jishan breathed a sigh of relief. Over the years, he was most afraid of communicating with others.
Thinking of what the young leader said just now about being concerned about his salary, I couldn't help but have some reverie,
Because I was once caught as a young man and my status was not good, my salary has not changed for so many years. I have always been a grade 12 clerk, earning 23 yuan per month.
He has to support a family of four with his own salary. The family is actually very embarrassed and can only barely survive.
However, Song Jishan was also very content. It would be good if he could get through those years smoothly without being knocked down, and the family would be safe.
The next day, the director of the medicinal material station talked to Song Jishan and raised his level.
The salary of 23 yuan, which had not been increased for more than ten or twenty years, became 43 yuan, and the level also became a fifth-level clerk.
Song Jishan, who was usually as silent as a stone, couldn't help but beam with joy.
After returning home, Song Jishan asked Song Yunping to go back to the mountain brigade to call Song Yunhui back.
He also asked Mrs. Song to buy a bottle of wine. She wanted to drink two glasses in the evening.
"Dad, congratulations!"
Happy today, Song Jishan looked at Song Yunhui, who had grown up and was about to take the college entrance examination, and poured him a glass.
Song Yunhui was also happy for his father's improvement in his family's economic situation, and took the initiative to raise a glass to toast his father.
"Cough cough..." I kept coughing after just one drink, and it hurt my throat.
"This time I was lucky enough to meet a noble person."
Song Jishan rarely smiled happily, helped his son smooth his back, and said with emotion.
"Who are you? Do you want to prepare something to express your gratitude to others?" Mother Song took over.
"Can people see our stuff? Besides, I don't know where he is from or what he does.
He just said a word to me, and the next day the webmaster adjusted my salary level.
How can little people like us get a noble person like him? Just keep this kindness in your heart and repay it when you have the opportunity in the future. "
Song Jishan drank all the wine in the glass and spoke slowly. Mother Song nodded after hearing the words.
"Dad, do you know his name?" Song Yunping on the side asked softly.
"I heard the webmaster call him...writer Gu."
