C78 Understand the pain in his heart

Understanding the pain in his heart

She understood the bitterness in Zhihua's heart. She knew that at this moment, his mood must be extremely terrible. He must have been extremely stifled to be so angry that he would say such words. In all honesty, no man can afford such a biological defect... It seemed like this trip would not be a smooth one. Zhihua still had no confidence in himself. Perhaps the doctor said he wanted his wife to cooperate so that he could regain his confidence. However, what should he do? Encouraging? Soothe? Proactive intimacy? It seemed like this was far from enough …

Du Ruiqi laid on the bed, completely clothed. She repeated these questions in her head and did not sleep for the whole night.

In the morning, when Du Ruiqi went downstairs, he smelled a dense smell of Chinese medicine.

Grandma was sifting the juice out of the jar. Half a bowl of stewed Chinese medicine juice, black, like soy sauce.

Ding Zhihua sat at the dining table, looking haggard. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well last night either.

"Here, son, drink the medicine." Fang Hepian brought the traditional Chinese medicine in front of Ding Zhihua.

Ding Zhihua swallowed his saliva, looking extremely unwilling.

"I just ate western medicine, so this Chinese medicine can't be eaten together with western medicine." Ding Zhihua said snappily.

"Son, it's fine. Drink while it's hot. Quickly!" Fang Hepian watched Ding Zhihua at the side, waiting for him to finish drinking the medicine.

Ding Zhihua lifted the bowl and took a sip, revealing a painful expression.

"It's hard, right? Good medicine is hard to drink, but it won't be hard anymore." Fang Hepian said, "How about Mom bring you a piece of candy?"

Fang Hepian stood up and went into the living room to grab a piece of candy and placed it next to Ding Zhihua's body.

"Mom!" Ding Zhihua shouted, "I am not Zi An!"

"Alright, Mom knows. Quickly drink it, ah!" Fang Hepian said with a smile.

Ding Zhihua closed his eyes and drank all the medicine, then took a tissue to wipe his mouth and walked out.

"Zhihua, wait a minute, wait a minute!" Fang Hepian took his tea cup and followed her out, "Gargle, quickly, gargle, otherwise there will be the taste of Chinese medicine in your mouth."

Ding Zhihua took the cup in his mother's hands, swallowed a few mouthfuls of water, spit it under the roots of the trees in the courtyard and walked out.

Du Ruiqi saw all of this and felt her heart ache.

Pity her parents, it really wasn't easy for her mother-in-law. For the sake of her family, for the sake of Zhihua, she could endure anything and do anything, only hoping that her family would be harmonious and beautiful. At this time, he must cooperate with her and help Zhihua to cure Zhihua's illness as soon as possible.

"Mom!" Du Ruiqi shouted.

"Rui Qi, hurry up and eat breakfast, it's time to go to work!" Fang Hepian cleared the table and said, "Zi An is still sleeping on the second floor, I'll go up later and carry him down."

"Mom, it's been hard on you!" Du Ruiqi patted her mother-in-law's shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I will cooperate with Zhihua. Help him as much as possible to help him get better."

"Child, you are very happy to be able to do this to your mother. With these words of yours, your mother will feel at ease." Fang Hepian stopped what she was doing and looked at Du Ruiqi, saying, "Zhi Hua's temper hasn't been so good recently, don't take it to heart!"

"I know. I understand Zhihua's feelings." Du Ruiqi said.

She saw tears winking in her mother-in-law's eyes. Unknowingly, her own eyes were also filled with tears.

Deng Nianrong carried the long article "Condensing Power with Love to Save Life" written by Wan Wen Jing and the subsequent report that was published in the daily newspaper of Xinjiang, causing a huge reaction. Deng Nianrong received a call from the newspaper. These few days, there were still warmhearted citizens who came to the newspaper to donate to him. In a few days, they would gather these donations and send it to Yu He, where Deng Nianrong would pass it to the powerful parents.

Deng Nianrong felt that it would be better to have the Dushuji of the Committee transfer this matter to him, so he called Du Ruiqi and told her about what the newspaper had to say about the subsequent donations.

Du Ruiqi was very happy when she heard it. She just received a call from a few schools about the subsequent donations.

When Zhu Qingyun saw the articles written by Deng Nianrong and Wan Wenjing, he felt that it was indeed very convincing. He admitted that he had missed a good opportunity for his sake. This piece of news was very likely to win the Xinjiang City's News Awards. To him, this was an honor that he needed a lot. However, he did not regret it. He felt that a man should persevere and not do things that they were disdainful of. Thus, he should not do it, no matter what kind of glory and doubts he brought! As long as he was close with that woman and the Du Jia Village, no matter how nice it was, he wouldn't do it. In this lifetime, he would avoid her and never have anything to do with her again.

Besides, he wouldn't lose anything because of this script. Because he had been praised by the provincial capital's Calligraphy for writing《 The grain dealer Knocks on the Wall》 last time, Zhu Qing's position in the Ministry of Propaganda had changed drastically, and even the Minister Wu had a whole new level of respect for him.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, Zhou Xihuang went to visit his parents. Zhu Qingyun then followed Wang Jiancai to pay respects to his master.

When Zhou Xihuang saw Zhu Qingyun, he laughed and said, "Qingyun, your progress is getting bigger! It seems that even if I wanted to, I wouldn't be able to hit you! The recent papers were all well written. Last year, because of the matter with the grain dealer, you made a small name for yourself. I hope that you will make a big name for yourself in the future! A true hardcore journalist should be proficient in all sorts of martial arts, including information, communications, comments, and so on. You're good at writing messages and newsletters right now, but you haven't written any reviews. This is your blind spot. Do you know what your Ministry of Propaganda's Deputy Minister Feng Yongbin relied on to raise him up? "

"Minister Feng relies on his own ability. He can write, and especially so, write comments." Zhu Qingyun said.

"Yes, it's because he not only knows how to write news, he also knows how to write comments. He wrote many of the editors of Xinjiang's daily newspaper. He had relied on his own strength to walk step by step! "It's not easy, he's also my student. I watched him grow." Zhou Xihuang said, "I hope you can be like him."

"Hehe, Uncle, I will work hard. I don't know if I can be as outstanding as you, but I will work as hard as you." Zhu Qingyun said.

"Good, as long as you have the spirit to endure hardships like this. One had to learn how to endure hardships, which was the skill one had to endure for the rest of his life. One also had to learn how to try, how to make people wise, and only then could one have a chance. We are all sons of peasants, without which it is difficult for us to make a name for ourselves. But it is not enough to work. Our leaders have already said, just say no is false kung fu, just say not is empty kung fu, again say dry is real kung fu. So we also have to learn to communicate, gain leadership trust, remove obstacles, and gain opportunities. Youngsters … they have many opportunities, but they must grasp them as well. Qing Yun, do your best, Uncle thinks highly of you! " Zhou Xihuang said meaningfully.

"Alright, I will definitely remember Uncle's words and not let you down!" Zhu Qingyun said full of confidence.

Wang Jiancai sat at the side and felt that Zhou Xihuang was exceptionally happy today, as he actually revealed so many secret manuals in one breath. Qing Yun, this kid, was pretty lucky. I could tell that Teacher Zhou liked him.

"Jiancai, now that you've entered the city, isn't the job easier?" Zhou Xihuang asked.

"It's a bit easier than the job I did down there. However, there's still quite a bit of pressure to get any results." Wang Jiancai said.

"Stability is overwhelming now. It was important to innovate and develop, but it was always a steady pursuit of development. Now, you need to be steady at work, and your family's foundations need to be even more stable! " Zhou Xihuang looked at Wang Jiancai and said.

Wang Jiancai knew that there were hidden meanings behind Zhou Xihuang's words, but they were not suitable to be reasoned with, and could only listen attentively to his teachings.

"Our country has four basic principles, and that is the principle of nation-building. There are four basic principles in a person's life: to know the choice, to learn to give up, and to endure loneliness, and to stand up to the doubts of the young. " Zhou Xihuang said word by word.

"Jiancai remembers." I'll handle these relationships, Uncle. " Wang Jiancai said.

Wang Jiancai knew that since he was illiterate, he didn't have any other abilities. She must have gone to the capital to shop, went to his uncle's house and reported Wang Jiancai's condition to him with tears and mucus.

"Alright, let's celebrate today. We three will have a good drink!" Zhou Xihuang said straightforwardly, "Today we have dog meat, and dog intestines. I personally instructed them to make it, the taste is very authentic, so we must eat more!"

Zhou Xihuang liked to drink wine, but he was three tall and couldn't drink too much.

Wang Jiancai and Zhu Qingyun followed Zhou Xihuang into the kitchen, and carried a few bowls of dog meat and taro. Zhou Xihuang's style did not need to be served on a plate, but rather, in a large pot.

Zhou Xihuang liked to eat these two dishes the most. As he ate, he would often say:

Tonight, Wang Jiancai and Zhu Qingyun will be rolling on the ground with all their might!

That night, Wang Jiancai returned home, he did not expect to see Xia Jinying sitting in the living room waiting for him.

Looking at Xia Jinying's stance, Wang Jiancai was ready to welcome a baptism of storm.

He put down his bag and washed his face in the bathroom before coming to the living room and sitting across from Xia Jinying.

"What is it? Tell me!" Wang Jiancai said as he shaved his beard.

"Xiao Hui called today and said that his visa had been issued." Xia Jinying said.

"So fast?" Wang Jiancai closed his razor, he was startled, this was something he never thought of.

Xiao Hui was the eldest in his family, studying in Xi'an University. In the last semester of his senior year.

When Xiao Hui came back for the new year, he said that he was applying to study in the United States. At that time, Wang Jiancai did not think much of it and felt that this was not very reliable. It seems that Xia Jinying's second brother had helped this brat a lot!

Wang Jiancai never thought that sending a son abroad, wouldn't that mean he had no son? But this kid has an idea when he's big. He basically thought about doing things or if he's already done them, then he'll inform you. This was probably the case as well. This brat had already been planning for this to happen. Otherwise, how could it be possible for him to succeed so quickly? It was his fault for always thinking about work and rarely caring about these children. He rarely communicated with them and always felt that he wasn't very considerate.

Second brother said that he would help Xiao Hui take care of everything there. Xia Jinying said.

"Alright, now that the child is older, he has his own ideas and ways of living. Since he has decided to go, then go!" Wang Jiancai sighed and said.

"But it would still cost a lot of money." Xia Jinying said.

"How much?"

"Xiao Hui said that he would need to bring some money with him this time. He also needed to save some money in the bank. He said he would try not to use his uncle's money. We have to prepare about 160,000 yuan! " Xia Jinying said.

"So many? "Where did all this money come from?" Wang Jiancai said.

"I have a hundred thousand. You go collect the rest." Xia Jinying said.

A hundred thousand? This woman actually saved a hundred thousand yuan? Wang Jiancai looked at Xia Jinying in disbelief. She didn't have much money that she had scattered from her daily life. With so many children studying and living, she could actually save up to 100,000 yuan. Moreover, she had taken out a hundred thousand yuan. Who knows, she might even have a reserve fund! This woman couldn't have been taking money from someone behind his back, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Jiancai felt a chill down his spine.