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Chapter 117: One Pole Supports the Sky (Two in One)(1/2)

"Then what do you think of?" Cheng Yunling threw the question directly to Meng Fanchun, pouting and looking unhappy.

"Leave this to me, I'll talk to Secretary Fan." Meng Fanchun curled his eyebrows and said with a moment of contemplation.

"This is almost the same. I thought you really didn't say anything and asked me to attend the dance!" Cheng Yunling looked at him with clear black and white eyes.

"What if I really don't say anything?" Meng Fanchun said with a curious look on her with a light eyebrows raised.

"I won't attend the dance party either. I promised you not to do stupid things." Cheng Yunling looked at him with a serious look, and said with a change of words, "But I'm very angry."

"What will Aunt Cheng do?" Zhou Guangming looked at her curiously and asked.

"Beat him." Cheng Yunling said childishly, looking at him and said coquettishly, "Stand up and let me beat him up and vent my anger."

Meng Fanchun looked at her with gentle and doting eyes and murmured softly, "Okay!"

Cheng Yunling looked at him with a look of surprise and said, "I'm serious."

"I'm serious, too." Meng Fanchun said with a serious face.

"I can't bear to let me fight you! It's you who hit you, but I feel sorry for me." Cheng Yunling said gently with a smile on his eyes.

"Huh!" Zhuo Erya trembled slightly and rubbed her arms exaggeratedly.

Hua Banzhi looked at the two people showing their love, and got goose bumps. She quickly said, "Eat, eat, eat, it's time to hurt your stomach when it gets cold."

At this time, the sky was completely dark. Hua Banzhi got up and went to turn on the dining room lights first. The dizzy light poured over the floor.

"Don't laugh at me when I'm waiting for you to have a partner. Maybe it's even more exaggerating than me." Cheng Yunling looked at her and hummed.

"I don't know?" Zhuo Erya said immediately, "I want to live for men!" After thinking about it, he felt chilled and shivered, "Impossible."

Cheng Yunling smiled and said, "Don't be too stubborn as you are easily slapped in the face."

"I won't." Zhuo Erya said firmly, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm about to starve to death." He picked up the chopsticks and had a meal.

If there is something delicious to occupy your mouth, I will naturally stop discussing it.

After dinner, Zhuoerya washed the tableware and brought it in.

Hua Banzhi looked at Guangming and said, "Let's go back and clean up. It's time to go to the literacy class if you clean up."

"By the way, the literacy class will be suspended today." Zhuo Erya said quickly as she looked at her.

"Why?" Hua Banzhi asked in confusion.

"The school has organized a Spring Festival event. The New Year is about to be celebrated. The family members have to buy New Year's goods and are in the mood to go to the literacy class, so they just have a holiday." Zhuo Erya said to her.

"Then aren't we free?" Hua Banzhi said with a frown.

"What? Is it a good rest?" Zhuo Erya looked at her and smiled.

"After having supper, I went to the literacy class habitually, and I didn't go there any more, it was empty." Hua Banzhi smashed her mouth and said.

"I can teach you!" Cheng Yunling patted his chest.

"If you really want to teach her, I have the "Huangdi Neijing" where I teach her to recognize words." Meng Fanchun said to Cheng Yunling.

"You want to learn Chinese medicine!" Cheng Yunling looked at her in surprise and said.

"What's wrong, isn't it possible?" Hua Banzhi looked at her and blinked gently.

"No!" Cheng Yunling looked at her and said, "It just took a long time to study traditional Chinese medicine, and it would not take for more than 70 or 80 years. Moreover, traditional Chinese medicine is the older you are, the more popular it is. Western medicine! The nursing school came out in two or three years. The doctor also studied for four or five years and started clinical internships." Actively lobbying, "Western medicine is simple and clear, one is one, two is two. What does traditional Chinese medicine talk about the unity of man and nature, but it is something that cannot be seen or touched."

"Hey! Traditional Chinese medicine is not as unbearable as you said." Meng Fanchun immediately retorted.

"Anyway, it's not as effective as Western medicine." Cheng Yunling said in a low voice.

"You are questioning my medical skills." Meng Fanchun said with a stern face.

"No, your medical skills are the best." Cheng Yunling immediately said with a terrible heart.

"Lingling, you're changing your face too quickly!" Zhuo Erya shook her head speechlessly, "You are too unprincipled, it's a pity that you are studying Western medical care."

"Why do I have no principles? Fanchun's medical skills are obvious to all." Cheng Yunling said with confidence with a straightforward chest.

"It seems like you are talking about it." Zhuoerya muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Cheng Yunling looked at her and asked.

"No, I didn't say anything." Zhuoerya quickly shook her head.

Hua Banzhi shook her head and laughed. Since Western medicine entered, the dispute between Chinese and Western medicine has never ended.

"Why did Huahua laugh?" Zhuo Erya looked at Hua Banzhi and asked, "Who is the right one?"

"How can I know this?" Hua Banzhi scratched her head and said, "It's all about saving lives and helping the wounded. Whoever can cure the disease is good! It's okay to be together! The key is not to relieve the patient's pain? Why do we have to distinguish between the higher and lower levels!"

"Hey! Huahua is right." Cheng Yunling said immediately.

"You're standing there, and you'll change three times in a while." Zhuo Erya said to her with laughter and cry.

"Whoever said it is reasonable, I will stand on whose side." Cheng Yunling said with confidence.

Hua Banzhi shook his black eyes and looked at them and said, "I have always been a Chinese medicine doctor to see a doctor. I don't think it's bad, except that the medicine is a little bitter. But when I hear Western medicine, it's too simple and rough. If my head gets sick, would I simply cut my head?"

"Puchi..." Meng Fanchun shook his head and laughed.

"Huahua, you can't say that." Cheng Yunling looked at her and said seriously, "The lesion must be removed, otherwise it will affect other things and cause complications."

"When you have a surgery, cut this one and that one, you will feel bloody." Hua Banzhi pointed at himself and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes strengthening the body and eliminating evil, not simply one-size-fits-all, no more. We are born like this. I think every part of the body is useful, otherwise what will it do if it grows?"

Hua Banzhi's words were rough and not rough, which made Meng Fanchun fall into deep thought.

"If you don't talk about this dull topic, those medical tycoons are still arguing! It's not our turn to worry about it. If you change the topic, will you go to the dance party?" Zhuo Erya said excitedly, looking at Meng Fanchun and said, "You two will participate together, this will be public."

This dance party is impossible to avoid. It is estimated that the campus discussion will be the case from now until before the Spring Festival.

"What is Dr. Meng thinking? He is so enchanting." Zhuo Erya asked looking at him.

"I don't have time, I have to stay here." Meng Fanchun came back to his senses and looked at Zhuo Erya and said.

"That's a pity." Zhuo Erya looked at them and said, "This dance must be better than before, and the ones before were too simple." Suddenly, he looked at Hua Banzhi and the others and said, "If they don't go, you can go, go and see, see."

"Aunt Zhuo, I want to go! But my mother can't dance." Zhou Guangming said as he looked at her with hope again.

Cheng Yunling put his hands under the dining table and pulled Zhuoerya's clothes hard.

Zhuoerya looked at her and asked her, "Why are you pulling my clothes?"

With light here, Cheng Yunling couldn't say it clearly! He winked at her, but the guy actually said, "Lingling, what's wrong with your eyes? You've got something in, why are you blinking?"

"No..." Cheng Yunling looked at Zhou Guangming whose eyes fell on him, and quickly changed his words, "The eyelashes seem to be in his eyes." He blinked, then reached out and rubbed his eyes, and then said, "Okay."

"Aunt Zhuo teaches my mother to dance, so that I might meet my father at the dance party." Zhou Guangming said, pulling the corner of Zhuo Erya's clothes.

Now Zhuo Erya finally understood why Cheng Yunling pulled his clothes again and blinked again.

"That... Guangming." Hua Banzhi said, and before he could figure out how to change the topic, Zhuo Erya spoke.

"This aunt doesn't have time to teach you mother!" Zhuo Erya said solemnly and apologetically at him.

"Why?" Zhou Guangming looked at her in confusion.

"I'll be very busy when I want to go to school to help, and I don't have time." Zhuo Erya looked at him and said seriously, "Besides, your father is very busy too."

"How could it be? School is not on holiday." Zhou Guangming looked at her in confusion.

"Your father's plane training! You don't have time, and you can only train during holidays." Zhuo Erya explained patiently.

"Ah! Are you so busy?" Zhou Guangming said with a loss in his eyes, "I have been here for more than two months, and I have only seen my father twice in total."

"Is your father busy? We are bright, obedient and sensible, and don't bother him." Hua Banzhi put his shoulders in his arms and hugged him, looking at Zhuo Erya gratefully, and then he pushed Zhou Tiankuo to the sky with one stone.

Zhou Guangming will no longer think about his father in a short time.

Zhou Guangming remembered and said, "Didn't my father already know how to fly a plane? Why do you still need to train?"

The boy remained silent for a while, and it turned out to be thinking!

"This plane must be trained frequently, otherwise your hands will be born." Meng Fanchun said with a serious look on his face.

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming nodded.

"Your father will be busier after the New Year." Meng Fanchun looked at Zhou Guangming and said seriously, "Don't disturb his work."

"How could it be busier?" Zhou Guangming asked in confusion.

"Master Li, I won't disturb you!" Meng Fanchun stood up and looked at the meal-making window.

"You keep talking. It's warm and lively, otherwise it's deserted." Master Li sat behind the window, smoking a cigarette and looking at them.

"Godfather, you continue." Zhou Guangming urged.

"After the New Year, Big Brother's teacher will come, and your father will still have to be a student." Meng Fanchun said seriously as he looked at him.

"Ah! My father still wants to be a student?" Zhou Guangming said in disbelief.

"What I said is true." Meng Fanchun said solemnly, "Not only your father wants to be a student, but even Teacher Lin, who teaches you to read, also needs to be a student."

"Then aren't Teacher Lin and my father flying planes? They are not teaching students, so why are they becoming students now?" Zhou Guangming blinked and raised his eyes and thought, "Didn't it mean to teach more classes, Taoli, Taoli..."

"There are all the students all over the world." Meng Fanchun reached out to rub his head and said with a smile, "Okay! My Guangming is very good at seeing you!" His face was cold, and he looked at him deeply, "But Guangming has no end. We must follow the elder brother not only to learn more advanced flight concepts and technologies, but also to master the driving of new aircraft." Looking at him, he said, "So they are both teachers of the students and students of the elder brother."

"So your father is very busy and hard-working. He burns a candle at both ends, so we don't bother him. Anyway, he can't run away, so there's time in the future." Hua Banzhi stretched out his hand and rubbed his head.
To be continued...
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