Qian Li happily went out to play with her army green and red star cloth bag, while Yun Ling took a notebook with her and leaned against Chu Songlan's bed to read it.
Chu Songlan saw that what she was looking through was not medical notes, but pharmaceutical related ones, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you reading this?"
"You said before that you wanted to cultivate several major Chinese medicinal materials here, so I started to take a look."
Yunling turned the notes to the summary section she had written, and pointed to the several key traditional Chinese medicine production techniques in Harbin Province recorded above.
"If we want to develop Chinese medicinal materials, we need to ensure that we can successfully open up the market and let everyone see that we can make money, so that we can encourage people in the village to plant them together."
"But there is a limit on the purchase of Chinese herbal medicines in our county, and there is not much that can be eaten. So this time, I also want to explore the sales channels in the province. In addition to designated purchase stations, are there any other ways? If I can It would be best to reach a cooperation with a pharmaceutical company. When the seedlings we cultivate bear fruit, we can convince the brigade leader to set up a commune enterprise, and it will be formal for public to public."
Chu Silan leaned on the pillow and looked at her in a daze. She didn't understand why this person seemed to be always tireless in studying.
Even the traditional Chinese medicine and agriculture that she is good at are forced by life and cannot be said to be a passion. Are there really people like Yunling who can learn endlessly without getting tired?
She didn't believe it.
But the person in front of me does.
I carry a pen and paper with me, and I can take out a notebook wherever I go. I improve my medical skills while seeing patients in the clinic. After work, I review mathematics, physics, chemistry and foreign languages with them. Now I am planning to study medicine...
In their eyes, Yunling is now a study madman, which is terrifying.
In fact, they feel terrified every time they study together or listen to the radio, especially when they are learning a foreign language.
Although the graduates of the first two batches of Capital Foreign Languages Institute are not assigned to stay in school for further studies, they still insist on taking a certain amount of time to study foreign languages every day while participating in labor according to the above instructions of "practice every day."
But they were still a little cautious as they learned it privately, so Yunling found an English version of a collection of quotations from somewhere, which temporarily reassured them.
In fact, the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers' University has been recruiting students since the year before last.
Workers, poor and lower-middle peasants, People's Liberation Army soldiers and young cadres who have good political thinking and good health, are about 20 years old, and have a junior high school education or above; and those who have performed particularly well in the unit, once recommended by the local revolutionary committee, have passed the political review After that, you can become a worker, peasant, and soldier college student.
This kind of college students mainly major in science and engineering and mainly cultivate advanced skills. The schooling lasts for two or three years. After leaving school, they return to factories and units to apply technology in production and improve social production efficiency.
When Yunling was still in high school, two universities, Qingbei University and Jinghua University, already had admission requirements.
At that time, her future plan was to enter a hospital, work hard to get a place at the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers University to study, and come back like her parents to become a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.
It's a pity that if something unexpected happens, everything will have to be torn down and started all over again.
However, there is no way to return to the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
There are millions of roads in the world, and there is always one that can reach your destination.
After listening to Yun Ling's words, Chu Songlan also had a deeper plan for his few acres of land.
As the saying goes, success lies in the present, and benefit lies in the future. Although she is not a dedicated person, she just wants to take care of the three-quarter acre of land in front of her.
Taking one step at a time, she conceived some plans, but after a short period of meditation she felt sleepy and yawned.
Yunling said softly: "You should sleep for a while first. Lily said she would bring food when she comes back."
"Well... I can't hold it anymore, I'm too sleepy..." Chu Songlan fell into sleep before she could finish her words.
Yunling really envied the quality of her sleep. She had to wait for ten minutes every time before falling asleep, and she felt very deep after falling asleep.
When Qian Li finally came back, after finishing her meal quickly, she hurried outside the obstetrics and gynecology department on the second floor of the hospital and stood in the corridor waiting for someone.
The obstetrics and gynecology department can get off work on time, but there are always people on duty.
If the situation is urgent, doctors at home will be called to the hospital temporarily, so most doctors live in family homes near the hospital. This is also the residence directly assigned to doctors by the hospital.
Fortunately, Shang Jing was not on duty tonight. She looked at her watch and said to Yunling: "Xiaoling, I have to go to the kindergarten to pick up Huanhuan after school. Why don't you go directly to my house to sit for a while? The family courtyard is very close. , just turn left after leaving the hospital, my home is in Building 8, go up to the innermost apartment on the third floor."
With that said, she was about to take out the key.
Yunling pressed her hand and said with a smile: "Aunt Jing, let's go together. I haven't seen Huanhuan for a long time."
Shang Jing thought for a while and took her on a bicycle to Hongxia Kindergarten.
The kindergarten is very grand. It is said that it was designed by an exotic architect. It was originally the private residence of a wealthy foreign businessman. It was later sold several times and was finally taken over by the government and turned into a kindergarten.
This building is obviously in the style of a French castle. It not only contains a romantic atmosphere of freedom, but also hides a trace of elegance and solemnity.
From bottom to top, the several ancient Greek columns standing at the main entrance, the wide arc-shaped terrace upstairs, the elegant window lattice everywhere, the tall semicircular dome and the fortress-style tower all exude European aesthetic charm.
"Mom!" Zou Huan was playing on the slide under the guidance of the kindergarten teacher. When he saw Shang Jing coming, he ran over excitedly without even wiping the dust off his little hands.
Shang Jing picked her up and said to the kindergarten teacher: "Teacher Zhu, thank you, you always have to wait until the end before leaving."
Teacher Zhu said with a smile: "Huanhuan is very well-behaved. I am also bored at home."
Shang Jing hugged Zou Huan and waved her little hand, "Huanhuan, say goodbye to the teacher."
"Teacher debt meeting——"
"See you tomorrow Huanhuan!"
Yunling sat on the back seat of the bicycle, holding Zou Huan in her arms, teasing her: "Huanhuan, do you still remember sister?"
Zou Huan clutched the strap of his backpack, raised his chubby head, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "Tanghulu! Remember, Sister Lingling."
In the past, in the capital, every winter, when Zou Huan came to her house to play, Yunling would take her to the oldest store on Niu Street to buy candied haws.
"We Huanhuan are so smart, they still remember me after not seeing each other for half a year."
When Shang Jing heard her coaxing the child, she couldn't help but smile: "It didn't take long. I still have photos of you and her at home! This winter, I want to eat candied haws, and I talk about you every day."
Because the road is slippery in winter, Shang Jing rides the bicycle much slower.
The wind was biting, so Yunling took off half of her scarf and put it around Zou Huan's face. The child raised his head and waved with a smile. His gloves were warm and fluffy, and he held them like a small dumpling.
"We're home, let's come down."
Shang Jing opened the vertical-grained wooden cabinet, took out a few smooth porcelain cups, and poured hot tea from the thermos, filling it to about seventy percent.
"This is Dianhong broken tea from Yun Province. It is to be exported to the North. I saw some in poor quality in the store and bought it. Restaurants here usually add milk and sugar to boil it and drink it. How foreigners drink.”
There was nostalgia in her smile: "I remember you don't like sweets and prefer tea, so I didn't add it."
While Yunling was sipping tea and smelling the fragrance, she calmly looked at the furnishings in the room.
The vertical corrugated wood cabinet that was specially used to store cups was shiny, and there were two golden round pull rings hanging on the glass cabinet door. The original wooden coffee table is coated with a layer of warm and smooth red paint and covered with a delicate and soft woven tablecloth, which is exquisite and beautiful.
Shang Jing's current home is several times smaller than before, but the interior decoration is even warmer.
It seems that her current living condition may not be worse than before.
But coming from the capital to the province of Harbin, which is far away, earth-shaking changes must have occurred.
But Yunling hadn't prepared her words yet, fearing that if she asked the wrong question, she would touch on her sadness.
