In the end, Qian Wen's small class changed from Zheng Juan to Xiao Guoqing, Sun Qunchao, and Qiao Chunyan.
However, Xiao Guoqing, Sun Qianchao and Qiao Chunyan were not very willing to learn.
Maybe it’s because it’s easier to use your hands than your brain. Qian Wen doesn’t insist on it. It’s okay if you can listen to it from time to time.
Time passed by like this, waiting for the arrival of the Spring Festival and the reunion of the old Zhou family in three years.
Li Suhua is also looking forward to the reunion of her family. She misses her eldest son Zhou Bingyi and the stubborn old man Zhou Zhigang, but Qian Wen knows that Zhou Bingyi will not be back this Spring Festival.
It was another day off every week, and Qian Wen took Li Suhua, Zheng Juan, Zheng's mother, and Guangming to take a bath in the public bath.
This can be regarded as a bond between their two families.
No snow and sunny weather.
Qian Wen helped Zheng's mother close the stall a few hours early.
Zheng's mother refused all the way, so Qian Wen gave the task to Zheng Juan. He took Li Suhua's arm and led the way to Guangming, and the two families walked to the public bath.
The journey is not very close, and while chatting, we slowly arrived at the place.
Qiao Chunyan worked in this public bathhouse, and Qian Wen did not bother him and spent money to buy tickets.
But just after buying the ticket, I met Qiao Chunyan.
Qiao Chunyan's expression was like the weather. She was happy when she first saw them, with big white eyes and a smiling face. After a few seconds, the smile disappeared and her pretty face slowly turned dark.
Qian Wen was surprised when he looked at this national quintessence, "Chunyan, what's going on?
You see me acting like an enemy?"
Qiao Chunyan stepped forward and slapped him on the arm. She said unhappily, "Brother, you are here to slap me in the face."
Qian Wen was really confused. It was you who was hitting me, okay?
"Chunyan, what is this?" Li Suhua held Mother Zheng's arm and asked doubtfully.
Haven't the relationship between the younger son and Chunyan always been very good? This is...
"Godmother, aunt." Qiao Chunyan greeted Li Suhua and Zheng's mother first.
Then he and Zheng Juan smiled brightly, but when he looked at Qian Wen, his face darkened again, "Godmother, you came to my territory, and my godbrother also spent money. Isn't this looking down on me and slapping me in the face?"
When Qian Wen heard this, he was absolutely stunned.
Zhou's mother smiled when she heard this and explained, "There are so many people. If it were just Godmother, I would definitely let you make the decision."
"Anyway, my godbrother looks down on people." Qiao Chunyan glared at him.
"How about, Chunyan, give the money to me and I'll treat it as your invitation." Qian Wen joked.
"Godmother, aunt, I'll take you in." Qiao Chunyan glared at him fiercely, like "Do you think I'm a tiger?"
Smiling as she watched Qiao Chunyan holding Li Suhua's arm, Zheng's mother walked into the women's bathroom. Qian Wen touched Guangming's little head next to him and looked at Zheng Juan, "Don't worry, I will always keep Guangming by your side."
The worry in Zheng Juan's eyes lessened a bit, "I will take good care of mom."
Seeing Zheng Juan follow her in, Qian Wen pulled Guangming towards the men's bathroom, "Guangming, follow me in a minute and tell me if you have anything."
Guangming nodded shyly.
"Why are you shy? It's not like we haven't washed together before." Qian Wen said with a smile.
The mist was rising, and there were many people in the bath. Qian Wen and Guangming took a bath comfortably.
Guangming's little face was flushed, and he was guarding his chest, feeling a little at a loss.
He put a towel on his head and said with a smile, "Comfort."
Guangming nodded and gently lifted the water with his arm.
Guangming Eyes has been treated for three years, and the effect is neither good nor bad, just average.
My pupils are more responsive to light than before, but I still can't see clearly.
Qian Wen could only control his eyes from getting sick again, and put his hope in Western medicine in the future.
Guangming, on the other hand, has always remained optimistic. He will take the medicine as he is told, and he will cooperate with whatever treatment is needed. He is so obedient that it makes people feel distressed.
I never asked myself if I could see him again, for fear of causing trouble to my family.
Qian Wen could only tell him more stories, and Zheng Juan told him interesting things about going to work and practicing medicine.
At this time, there was light in Guangming's eyes.
Guangming was still very shy, and when Qian Wen asked the bath attendant to give him a bath, he squirmed.
Qian Wen lay on another bathing bed and looked at it with a smile. Guangming had been here many times, but he was still very shy.
The two of them walked out feeling comfortable and saw Zhou's mother and others who had finished washing in the public area.
I bought two plates of melon seeds, some fruit peels, and candies and walked over.
"Mom, aunt, drink some tea and eat something."
On the other side, Qiao Chunyan was trimming another lady's pedicure. Qian Wen waved to her, said hello, and sat next to Zheng Juan.
"Our house is still too small. It would be more comfortable to install a bathroom and take a bath every day.
Juan'er, you think you should turn a room on the second floor into a bathroom, put in a big bathtub, and the bubbles in the cold weather would be better than a living god."
Zheng Juan handed her brother Guangming the peeled fruit peel, looked back at him, and said softly, "My eldest brother is coming back for the New Year, my dad is coming back, and my second sister is coming back. There are four rooms in total, and there is no room for a bathtub."
"Then change Zhou Rong's room." Qian Wen chose without hesitation.
Zheng Juan gave him a good look, and Li Suhua glared at him, "Change your room."
At this time, Qiao Chunyan over there finished her work and came over.
"Brother, let me give you a pedicure."
"No, just let your godmother repair it. Just introduce us to a few good masters." Zheng Juan was right next to her, so how could he dare to be so presumptuous?
At first he joked about trying Qiao Chunyan's pedicure skills. In the past three years, he has been to public baths many times, but never let Qiao Chunyan do it once.
He was so familiar with her that it felt awkward for him to let a female friend he knew hold his feet.
The services of the public bath are really comprehensive, not only pedicure but also massage and cupping.
Qian Wen and the others were not in a hurry. They took a bath and drank tea, enjoying themselves lazily in the cold weather.
After a long time, they felt comfortable. Everyone changed their clothes and said goodbye to Qiao Chunyan. When they were about to leave, there was a mess and commotion behind them.
Qian Wen looked over curiously and saw that someone had fallen. Then he saw the workers of the public bath carrying someone out in a hurry.
His eyes kept looking, and the source of happiness was coming.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ma Shouchang.
Chiang Kai-shek, the founding young man of the People's Republic of China, is one of Zhou Bingkun's blessings in the play.
"Juan'er, come with me." Qian Wen pulled Zheng Juan beside him.
"Ah?" Zheng Juan looked at her with big confused eyes.
"Mom, Auntie, something happened over there. I need help. I'll go take a look and help." Qian Wen and Li Suhua, Mother Zheng said.
With that said, he pulled Zheng Juan and rushed to the bathroom door.
"Why are you helping Zheng Juan?" Li Suhua shouted.
There was a flat-bed tricycle at the door of the bath. Ma Shouchang was carried up by people from the public bathhouse and was taken to the hospital. However, it was freezing cold. The injured Ma Shouchang was only wearing shorts, a vest, and only a military coat covering him.
Shivering from the cold.
"Juan'er, go and see what's going on? Do you need help?" Qian Wen said to the confused Zheng Juan beside him.
"Oh." Although she didn't understand, Zheng Juan still nodded and walked over.
Qian Wen looked at it. He didn't expect to encounter this scene. Since he did, it would never hurt to let Zheng Juan get to know Ma Shouchang.
The public bath worker was about to take Ma Shouchang to the hospital by bicycle, but because he was still wearing work clothes, just a thin undershirt, and it was freezing cold, he was hurriedly stopped by the ticket seller at the door, "You don't want to die.
Hurry back and change clothes." The worker hurriedly ran back.
Zheng Juan saw that someone was injured and had been practicing medicine for three years. She naturally felt Ma Shouchang's pulse and looked at the injured leg and foot.
"Ouch." Ma Shouchang shouted in pain, "Girl, what are you doing?"
"Don't move, you must have injured a bone. As for whether there are any fractures or cracks, I have to check again.
Bingkun, this old man broke his bones." Zheng Juan waved to Qian Wen, then lowered her head to look at Ma Shouchang's feet and knee joints.
"Little girl, are you a doctor?" Seeing that Zheng Juan was a young woman, Ma Shouchang shrank his feet, but when he touched the wound, he cried out in pain, "Ouch~"
"I told you not to move, so why are you still moving?
This was a second injury.
Well, I'm a doctor." Zheng Juan lowered her head and didn't pay attention to Ma Shouchang's words.
Qian Wen came over and asked, "What's wrong?"
The two of them had cooperated in medical practice for countless times. Zheng Juan naturally gave up and said, "The ankle is injured, the knee is red and swollen, the edges of the bruise are blue, and the skin has begun to swell. It should be a bone injury."
"Well, let me take a look." As he spoke, Qian Wen first rubbed several acupuncture points on Ma Shouchang's spine and legs. Ma Shouchang slowly relaxed his frown and said in surprise, "Huh?
Doesn’t it hurt too much?”
Qian Wen ignored him and continued to treat Ma Shouchang. Zheng Juan saw that Ma Shouchang was shivering from the cold and said, "Bingkun, the old man has too few clothes."
Qian Wen took off his military coat and put it on Ma Shouchang, "The bruise is not serious, the bone is injured.
Go to the hospital or go home.
If you go to the hospital, I won't prescribe you any medicine. If you go home, I'll prescribe you some medicine when you fall asleep, clamp it with a wooden board, and just keep it up."
"One Three One, go to One Three One." Ma Shouchang said hurriedly.
"Military hospital." Qian Wen said.
"Bingkun, you go ahead, I'll take mom back," Zheng Juan said.
At this time, Li Suhua and Zheng Mu had already come out.
"Okay." Qian Wen nodded.
Zheng Juan thought about it and wanted to take off her cotton-padded clothes and put them on him. This thoughtful gesture made Qian Wen warm and said, "Your clothes are so small, how can I put them on?"
You still don’t know that my body can’t be frozen.”
"Young man, please stop freezing."
"Thank you, little girl."
Zheng Juan and Ma Shouchang got to know each other and formed a good relationship, so Qian Wen rode a tricycle to take Ma Shouchang to the hospital.
It was quite a long journey, and it was quite cold without a coat, which meant he was very angry. When he arrived at the military hospital, Ma Shouchang was quickly crowded in by a group of people.
As Qian Wen was leaving, he was stopped by a nurse, "Comrade, which unit do you belong to? What's your name?"
"Zhou Bingkun, from Hongxing Lumber Factory."
After returning home, Zheng Juan was waiting for him at home. As soon as he entered the door, she covered his hands and said, "Why is it so cold?"
"I feel quite warm." Qian Wen rubbed Zheng Juan's little hand.
"Ahem~" Li Suhua, who was also worried about him, passed by.
Zheng Juan blushed.
He didn't pay much attention to meeting Ma Shouchang today. When he met, he would do a favor and make a good relationship.
For the rest, how should he live?
A week as usual.
But something was different today. There was a car parked in front of the lumber factory, which attracted people's attention.
"Comrade, do you know where Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan are?" Qu Xiuzhen asked.
Several people who were busy at work heard that they were looking for Dr. Zhou. They stopped their hands and looked Qu Xiuzhen up and down, "Are you looking for Dr. Zhou and Dr. Zheng?"
"Yes, comrade, can you tell me how to get out?" Seeing that her coworkers seemed to attach great importance to Zhou Bingkun in her mouth, Qu Xiuzhen asked curiously.
"I'll take you there."
"No, no, just show me the way."
"It's okay, Doctor Zhou, Doctor Zheng's matter is our factory's matter." The worker said enthusiastically.
This made Qu Xiuzhen even more curious.
When they arrived at the infirmary, the worker did not push the door open directly, but knocked on the door before pushing the door open. Qu Xiuzhen looked at it curiously.
"Dr. Zhou, Dr. Zheng has someone looking for you."
At this time, Qian Wen was holding a small blackboard and giving a lecture to Zheng Juan, but he had just put it away because of a knock on the door.
Soon, after get off work, Qian Wen and Zheng Juan got into the car with Qu Xiuzhen, who was neatly dressed.
Qu Xiuzhen was very curious about Qian Wen all the way because she had just seen a series of English words on the small blackboard in the infirmary and could vaguely hear foreign language speech before entering the door.
Ma Shouchang's home is in the center of Jichun City, in a group of bungalow-like buildings that have been requisitioned by the government. In the high-walled compound, senior officials live inside, and there are guards standing guard at the door.
The car carrying Qian Wen and Zheng Juan drove in, and the guards saluted.
A few hours later, when it was already dark, Qian Wen and Zheng Juan came out of Ma Shouchang's house.
Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen walked to the door, Qian and Wen waved goodbye.
Watching the car carrying Qian Wen and the others disappear, Qu Xiuzhen said to Ma Shouchang, "Bingkun and Juan'er are both good kids."
"Yes, they are all good children." Ma Shouchang agreed.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The car arrived at the entrance of the alley and went back. Qian Wen and Zheng Juan were walking home.
"I didn't expect Uncle Ma to be such a big official before." Zheng Juan took Qian Wen's arm.
“We don’t have big officials and we don’t want anything.
But both of them are easy to talk to, and they don't have the air of a high official at all," Qian Wen said.
Zheng Juan nodded, this was the biggest official she had ever seen.
Qu Xiuzhen came to pick him and Zheng Juan up today just to thank them for saving Ma Shouchang that day.
The two prepared a large table of dishes, which were very rich, including chicken, duck, and fish.
At the same time, I also chatted about some daily life with Qian Wen and Zheng Juan. I felt sorry for Zheng Juan’s family, admired their medical practice in nearby villages, and was curious about the English on the small blackboard I saw in the infirmary.
Qian Wen explained that he taught himself on the radio and had no problem communicating normally.
Qu Xiuzhen didn't believe it at the time, so she dug out an English newspaper from an unknown age at home and asked him to read it.
Qu Xiuzhen hates people lying to her the most.
Qian Wen picked up the newspaper calmly and read it smoothly.
Qu Xiuzhen clapped her hands and cheered on the spot, with admiration in her eyes. After learning that Zheng Juan also knew some English and was taught by Qian Wen, she offered to hire him as an English teacher at a night school run by a soy sauce factory.
Qian Wen refused without thinking.
But who is Qu Xiuzhen? The former president of the highest court, with a mouth that could speak to the dead.
Finally, he took the job, but only went one day a week.
At this point, Qu Xiuzhen happily clinked glasses of wine with him.
Qian Wen was quite confused at that time. He was just a teacher, so why did he feel happier than saving their old man? He thanked him.
Ma Shouchang probably saw that Qian Wen didn't understand why Qu Xiuzhen was so happy, so he explained on the spot that English was not within the scope of teaching, but they all knew the importance of English, and Qu Xiuzhen wanted to teach the soy sauce factory
It is always right for workers to learn more.
But after searching these days, she couldn't find an English teacher, so she slowly gave up.
Now that Qian Wen has jumped into her hands, can she be unhappy?
Ma Shouchang also pointed at him with a smile and said, "You have helped her a lot."
Zheng Juan's virtuousness was also praised by Qu Xiuzhen, but the next moment Qu Xiuzhen suddenly asked, "Why did you avoid going to the mountains and countryside?"
His expression and words were serious.
Zheng Juan was frightened for a moment, and how could Qian Wen let her bully his wife? She asked without fear, "If the family can't get rid of the pot, the mother is old, and the young brother can't see.
And the consequence of going to the mountains and countryside is that your family will be destroyed, what will you choose?"
Before Qian Wen and others came, they had figured out the situation of Qian Wen's family and Zheng Juan's family.
Qu Xiuzhen sighed heavily at that time.
She likes to protest the most and bluntly pointed out on the spot that this was a misreading in the document and could not be generalized to all families.
With a family situation like Zheng Juan's, the evidence policy should be given a certain degree of easing.
Ma Shouchang coughed repeatedly.
Hearing this, Qu Xiuzhen glared at him dissatisfied, "Don't be afraid to tell me if I'm wrong, why are you coughing?"
"Just such a stubborn temper." Ma Shouchang was helpless and smiled bitterly at the two of them.
The two of them are really having fun.
Everything went smoothly tonight, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.
Four days later.
Off work time.
Qu Xiuzhen came to see him again, this time she was familiar with the journey.
I knocked on the door and then gently pushed it open. I saw that he was massaging a coworker, but he didn't make any sound, so he just stood aside quietly.
Zheng Juan greeted her with a smile.
ten minutes later.
After Qian Wen finished the massage, he told his coworkers, "Don't rush out, be careful of the wind.
Forty minutes of walking."
"Thank you, Dr. Zhou."
"If you want to thank me, get better as soon as possible. This is the greatest thanks for my medical skills." Qian Wen said with a smile.
Walking to the washbasin in the corner, she washed her hands and looked at Qu Xiuzhen, who was chatting quietly with Zheng Juan, "Aunt Qu, why are you here?"
"Please go to class.
You promise me." Qu Xiuzhen, who was sitting aside, took Zheng Juan's hand and turned to look at Qian Wen.
"So fast?" Qian Wen was surprised.
"It's not fast, I still think it's too slow.
How about you, Bingkun, take more classes a week?" Qu Xiuzhen said.
"Aunt Qu, let's not say that I don't have much time. Let's just say that you haven't even listened to my class this time.
What if I don't have a problem with my mouth and can't do my job well? Are you really so relieved?" Qian Wen wiped his hands and walked over.
"I never make a mistake when I look at people." Qu Xiuzhen said proudly.
"You trust me so much, how could I live up to your trust?
Just wait for me and I'll prepare."
Qian Wen changed into the white coat in the infirmary, put on a military green shoulder bag, asked the workers to lock the door when they left, and left with Zheng Juan and Qu Xiuzhen.
This time Qu Xiuzhen didn't send a car to pick them up, she came by bicycle herself.
Qian Wen took Zheng Juan to the soy sauce and vinegar shop with Qu Xiuzhen.
Just when he arrived at the gate of the soy sauce factory, he met an acquaintance.
"Zhou Bingkun?"
Qian Wen turned his head strangely. Are there any acquaintances of his here?
Just by looking at it, he knew who was calling him.
"Cao Debao." Qian Wen called him.
Cao Debao happily ran forward and patted his arm, "It's really you? I didn't expect to meet you here. Why are you here? What's the matter? I'm familiar with this place. I'll take you..."
"What did you bring?" Qu Xiuzhen, who had just gone to the guard to say hello, came back after seeing him and Zheng Juan coming to let him go.
"Qu... Secretary Qu." Cao Debao's tongue suddenly limped.
"Hello, Secretary Qu." Lu Chuan, who was walking with Cao Debao at the side, stood up quickly.
"Well," Qu Xiuzhen said hello to Lu Chuan, and then looked at Cao Debao who jumped away, "What do you bring?
Don’t you know that outsiders can’t just enter the unit?
What to do if something goes wrong!"
"Secretary Qu, I was wrong." Cao Debao admitted his mistake honestly.
"Humph, let's go, you two follow me.
It seems that he is very energetic, Bingkun will give a lecture in a while, you can follow and study."
"Ah?" Cao Debao was surprised and dumbfounded.
Surprised, I gave a small lecture.
Surprisingly, he hates studying and falls asleep easily.
Why wasn't Qian Wen surprised that Cao Debao could call him by name just now?
You must know that he was not transferred to another job like in the play, and did not come to work in the slag discharging workshop of the soy sauce factory.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Because Zhou Bingkun and Cao Debao in the play were originally young.
Cao Debao also grew up in photo-films, and he and Zhou Bingkun had known each other since they were children. However, Cao Debao's family later moved away, so Cao Debao knew him, but they hadn't seen each other for many years.
Lu Chuan, who works with Cao Debao, is also a worker in the slag delivery workshop.
In the play, he became friends with Zhou Bingkun, who came to work in the slag delivery workshop. He eventually went to college, married the daughter of a high-ranking cadre's son, and climbed up the ladder step by step, reaching a very high position.
All this is because Lu Chuan loves to learn and knows what can change his destiny.
Right now, when he heard that Qian Wen was going to give a lecture later, Lu Chuan's eyes were shining when he looked at him.
Compared with Lu Chuan, Cao Debao is not on the stage.
Unconventional personality, unrealistic, fond of fantasy, high-minded but low-handed, especially fond of...
Qian Wen kicked Cao Debao hard on the butt, "Where are you looking, kid!"
Just now, Cao Debao saw the beautiful Zheng Juan, his eyes were glued to her eyes and his mouth was watering.
The last bad habit of Cao Debao is his love of flirting with women.
"What are you doing?" Cao Debao jumped up, grinning and rubbing his tail bone.
"Your eyes hurt my wife, what did you say to me?" Qian Wen said fiercely.
He doesn’t appreciate his wife enough!
Zheng Juan smiled.
The corner of Lu Chuan's mouth rose, but he quickly suppressed it.
Seeing this, Qu Xiuzhen shook her head and sighed in her heart that it was great to be young.
Cao Debao rubbed his buttocks, disappointed that another beauty left him.
Qu Xiuzhen took them to a prepared auditorium.
A podium, a big blackboard, a box of chalk, and neat seats under the stage.
There is no one in the auditorium now, and the evening class time has not yet come.
Qu Xiuzhen asked them to wait while she went to call the factory leaders.
As soon as Qu Xiuzhen disappeared, the honest Cao Debao suddenly ran away and ran towards Qian Wen to avenge his kick just now. "When did you get married and marry such a beautiful sister-in-law?"
"Go away! When did I become younger than you?" Qian Wen grabbed him and rubbed the veins on Cao Debao's neck.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Cao Debao hugged his neck and jumped up on the spot.
Have you ever flashed your neck? This is how Cao Debao feels now.
Backflow of blood, cramps, severe pain.
"Hello, my name is Lu Chuan." Lu Chuan stepped forward and introduced himself.
"Hello, Zhou Bingkun, Cao Debao's son is the one who wrote the photo, but he moved away later." Qian Wen had no objection to Lu Chuan.
Although in the later stages of the play, Lu Chuan and Zhou Bingkun had little contact with each other, and they seemed to have forgotten their original vow to "never forget each other as long as we are rich and noble".
But Qian Wen, a modern person, really doesn't think there is anything wrong. They are not on the same level. Transportation is inconvenient. One is in the capital and the other is in Jichun City. There are no topics to talk about. How can we make friends.
Even for Cao Debao, he just felt that he and Qiao Chunyan were really inappropriate, and he had no control over his character.
Regarding the encounter with Cao Debao and Lu Chuan, Qian Wen felt that he could get along with each other and that he could not get along with them, just nod and say hello when they met.
As for the "Six Gentlemen of Light Words and Films".
He can't even do it.
He always likes to do things according to his preferences.
"Hello." Perhaps because he saw that Qian Wen cared about Zheng Juan, Lu Chuan did not shake hands with Zheng Juan, but just smiled and nodded.
"Hello, my name is Zheng Juan, Bingkun's partner." Zheng Juan said politely.
After a while, Qu Xiuzhen came back, followed by several people.
"Cao Debao, what are you doing again?" Qu Xiuzhen said sternly.
Qian Wen rubbed Cao Debao's back and neck. After a while, he was healed.
Cao Debao's eyes were as wide as a bull's eye, and he looked at Qian Wen in surprise, as if they had agreed to lie down together, but you secretly practiced unparalleled martial arts.
Ignoring Cao Debao, a living treasure, Qian Wen smiled as he listened to Qu Xiuzhen introducing the factory leaders to him.
Soon, students from the factory's night school came one after another.
Qu Xiuzhen, several factory leaders, Zheng Juan, Cao Debao, and Lu Chuan were sitting in the audience.
One-third of the seats were filled and no one came in.
Qian Wen, prompted by Qu Xiuzhen's eyes, began to lecture.
Looking at the students in the audience who were all quite young, Qian Wen said, "Has anyone ever studied English?"
The people in the audience looked at each other, and the last two people slowly raised their hands.
Seeing this, Qian Wen asked again, "Does anyone know how many letters there are in English?"
They looked at each other quietly again. Among the two people who raised their hands, one of them lowered his hand.
Seeing this scene, Qian Wen felt that there was no need to ask further questions.
If you don’t know the 26 letters, let alone the basic phonetic symbols in the basics. There is a lot of vocabulary later, the use of grammar, syntax, and morphology.
Qian Wen picked up the chalk, turned around and wrote a few big words on the blackboard.