Wang Yazhen said with a smile: "Qin Fan, Yuanyuan and the others are with us, so you don't have to worry about anything."
She was very happy that her son-in-law was going to govern the place, so he was still an official.
In her opinion, Qin Fan, this son-in-law, has a bright future.
Qin Fan nodded. Since he agreed, he was naturally mentally prepared.
Five years of grassroots training is still a long time, and it is not so convenient to go home because you have to shoulder heavy responsibilities.
It is inevitable to feel a little melancholy for a while.
Zhou Yulan didn’t know the specific situation until she got home at night.
Although she felt extremely reluctant to give up, she also knew that she had the overall situation in mind.
Qin Fan was entrusted by his two elders, which is not a treatment that ordinary people can enjoy.
Moreover, the heavier the burden on Qin Fan's shoulders, the more the country values him.
This is something that has both advantages and disadvantages for the entire family, so almost all the elders in the family agree.
Qin Fan often went out, but Zhou Yulan never complained.
It's just that it will take five years to go, and Qin Fan still feels very sorry.
"Yulan, you have been working hard these past few years. The burden of taking care of the old and young has fallen on your shoulders."
"It doesn't matter, go with peace of mind. If you don't have time to come back, the worst I can do is take the children to see you." Zhou Yulan smiled softly.
"Just don't work too hard and take care of yourself."
"Also, you need to change your personality. There are no more people stabbing you in the back in your career than before."
Qin Fan nodded and shook Zhou Yulan's hand, feeling very moved in his heart.
It can be said that Zhou Yulan, his behind-the-scenes wife, is indispensable for him to reach his current height.
He is neither noisy nor fussy and works hard without complaining, giving him enough room for development.
This is the best support of a good wife.
A few days passed in a flash, and Qin Fan went to Bian Que Hall to receive patients every day as usual.
It is midsummer now, and most patients suffer from colds caused by heat colds, or diarrhea caused by cold and heat discomfort.
It was around 10 o'clock in the morning when the number of patients gradually became rarer. Qin Fan took advantage of this time to take notes on the medical records.
"Mr. Qin." A familiar voice called him.
He looked up and saw that it was Zheng Jianning who came here every week.
Today, Zheng Jianning did not wear a military uniform and put on a white T-shirt, but his tough temperament as a soldier can be seen at a glance.
"Oh, it's Jianning who's here." Qin Fan smiled and nodded.
This question seems to imply that there are no three hundred taels of silver in this place.
Zheng Jianning scratched his hair in embarrassment.
Qin Fan turned around and saw that there were still several patients queuing up at Han Ling's place.
Then he smiled and said, "Just wait a moment. Come sit with me at home first."
When Zheng Jianning heard this, he nodded quickly.
He followed Qin Fan, and when he passed by Han Ling, Han Ling happened to look up and see him.
Zheng Jianning smiled and pointed at Qin Fan's back.
That seems to mean that today I was invited in an honest and fair manner.
Han Ling rolled his eyes angrily.
However, thinking of Qin Fan and Zhou Yulan's enlightenment, she felt a little panicked for no reason.
When I arrived at the old house through the back door, I happened to see the nanny walking in the corridor with little Guo'er.
Xiao Guoer was in the walker, stumbling along.
Zheng Jianning walked over.
He quietly covered Xiao Guo'er's eyes with his hand. Xiao Guo'er pulled his hand away hard and looked up to see it was him.
He immediately giggled and stretched out his hands.
Qin Fan felt funny in his heart, it seemed that Zheng Jianning had brought little fruit with him.
Zheng Jianning picked up Xiao Guo'er and sat on a chair in the corridor, letting Xiao Guo'er stand on his lap.
The little nanny very wisely ran to bring tea to the two of them.
"Mr. Qin, I heard that you are going to train for how many years?" Zheng Jianning asked.
Qin Fan waved his hand, "You should just call me by my name. Why do you already know it?"
Zheng Jianning smiled and said, "This is not a secret. I probably found out relatively late."
"Well, I won't leave until the end of the month. I never thought I would have to go to the grassroots."
Zheng Jianning said: "I heard that you went to a place designated by the superiors this time. No one knows where exactly it is yet."
"Did you hear what Zhang Feng said?" Qin Fan asked in surprise.
"No, it's spreading all over the circle."
Qin Fan shook his head helplessly.
The big and small officials in Beijing circle have great magical powers and a lot of gossip.
"Oh, when I went to support the border this time, I accidentally discovered that there is a soldier in your security regiment who works for my charity foundation."
Qin Fan thought of Qin Yuanxiu, so he mentioned the matter.
He also praised Qin Yuanxiu for being able to endure hardships and stand hard work.
After hearing this, Zheng Jianning said with some pride: "All the soldiers in our army are good."
Then, he looked a little helpless.
After a pause, "It's just that the skills they learned in the army are all professional skills. Many soldiers find it difficult to adapt when they return to the local area."
"This person is too straightforward and straightforward, without so many twists and turns. It is easy to offend people."
"The professional skills I learned in the army are almost useless when I return to the local area."
Qin Fan nodded.
This is a very real problem. Local enterprises will not let soldiers dance with guns and sticks all day long.
What they want is someone who can run a business, be good at public relations, and can create wealth for the company.
So many soldiers need a long time to adapt when they return to their places.
He has a lot of good skills, but no use for them.
Zheng Jianning said with a smile: "Qin Fan, I have a suggestion. Your charity and family business also need employees."
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with the ideological quality and hard work of our soldiers."
"Let's set up a joint military-civilian construction project so that the soldiers can have multiple resettlement places after they retire."
Qin Fan glanced at him and scolded with a smile: "You guys are full of good ideas."
However, he still did not reject Zheng Jianning's suggestion.
"Let's do this, you contact the person in charge of Xiaofan Charity Foundation, and you can discuss the specific matters."
"From an employment perspective, it is definitely more reliable to use your soldiers than those recruited from outside."
Later, Qin Fan recommended Ling Xiaorui’s phone number and WeChat ID to Zheng Jianning.
Zheng Jianning was so excited that he lifted the little fruit up.
But at this moment, Zheng Jianning felt a heat in his chest, and a stream of pure water poured on his snow-white T-shirt.
Xiao Guoer actually peed at this moment.
"What a good boy, you rewarded me for peeing all over." Zheng Jianning smiled and shook the little fruit.
The little guy only found it interesting and chuckled.
Qin Fan laughed loudly, "Jianning, if you raised it a little higher, you would end up drinking a boy's urine today."
The little nanny couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly reached out to take the little fruit.
This scene happened to be seen by Han Ling who came in. She was angry and funny.
He came over quickly and said, "Zheng Jianning, take it off quickly and I'll wash it for you. The sun is strong at noon, so it will be dry in a while."
"Brother-in-law, find one of your T-shirts for him to wear."
Zheng Jianning was startled.
In the past, Han Ling always called him Mr. Zheng, but today he calls him by his first name.
Even though it was just a small change, he was a little overjoyed.
Qin Fan smiled and returned to the house to get a T-shirt and asked Zheng Jianning to change into it.
"Ling'er, let's take Xiao Guo'er out to play in the afternoon."
Han Ling wanted to refuse, but the words came to her lips and she did not say them out.
His face turned slightly red, but he didn't answer. He silently picked up the white T-shirt and rinsed it.
Zheng Jianning scratched his head and showed a very embarrassed expression.
"Qin Fan, do you think Ling'er agrees or disagrees?"