A full-level female supporting role is a salted fish in a love variety show

Chapter 48 Traditional Chinese Medicine
[——I feel that Shen Ling is so low-key. If most artists do charity, they will immediately show it off, right?
——I still remember that there was a charity gala last month. Dozens of artists "queued up" to take selfies and posted a gesture of donating hundreds of millions, but it was revealed that the total amount of donations was less than 50.

—Don't remind me of this funny thing.

——Although donating more or less is a matter of intention, but they obviously don’t donate much, but they want to show off that they have donated a lot to deceive us. This is their fault.

——I guess they also know that this matter is shameless, and they haven't seen any movement from them for the past month, are they hiding their shame?

——I don’t want to talk about other things in the live broadcast room of Shen Dameiren, let’s lick our faces happily!

……

——I thought about it seriously, and downloaded the voluntary software that was uninstalled last year.Although I don't have money and I don't know any talents, I can still contribute a small amount to public welfare events.

——Well, I commute from nine to five, and I have to go home to see my parents on the only single day off. I guess I don’t have time to volunteer. I’d better donate a little money.

——I graduated with a master's degree in public welfare and charity management. I have been engaged in charity for five years and have rich experience. If anyone needs related services, I will be happy to help.

——The school has always required at least one voluntary activity during the winter and summer vacations. If you don’t do it, you won’t get credits. I used to feel quite unhappy, but after listening to the chief director’s words today, I somehow feel that doing charity is very important!There are still many people in this world who need our help!
——I have reported the situation of Qiu Hongying's grandmother to the relevant departments. Both her son and daughter-in-law died due to work, but the elderly did not receive compensation. There must be something wrong!
——Upstairs, it’s been so many years, I don’t believe that no one will stand up for the old man, but the old man is still struggling to live on the subsistence allowance and the help of kind people. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is difficult.

——There is more than one relevant department, and the local ones don’t care, just report to the province!Regardless of the province, just continue to report!Is there no "law of the king" in this world?

—Done!I also go to reflect and reflect!
—…Suddenly the blood boils!I did it too!
——A romance drama, why does the style of painting always change suddenly.

- laughed and cried.

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Although the reaction speed of the audience was a bit slow, the desired effect of the chief director was achieved. He knew that his love drama always deviates from the theme, so this time he was "doing the trick" and waiting for everyone's attention to focus on the big edge. A place like a village.

On the way to deliver gifts, the chief director received messages from several staff members. Seeing that the few screenshots in it were the netizens’ attention to this matter, which also attracted the voice of the relevant higher-level departments, he smiled with satisfaction. up.

"Did you get what you wanted?" She is so smart. Seeing the chief director smiling brightly at the phone screen, combined with what the chief director deliberately said to the camera just now, any fool can see that the chief director arranged this purpose of dating.

Anyway, the guests will not be really invited to come on a date.

"Let's go, there is an old man and his grandson living in the upper house. The grandson and grandson have a very good relationship, but..." The chief director smiled helplessly at Shen Ling, and waited for them to embark on a small path to the top. When he was in that house, his expression was a bit obscure, "The old man's eyes are blind, and his hearing is not very good. Don't be too surprised for a while."

Shen Ling and Feng Xing, who were carrying a lot of things in their hands, looked at each other. Of course, they would not be surprised. Along the way, there are many old people who are blind and lame. The old man who is going to meet next is at most blind , As for hearing... no matter how bad it is, it shouldn't be worse than the old lady Qiu Hongying, right?
Seeing that Shenling and Fengxing didn't take it seriously, the chief director didn't explain further. He was holding the phone in one hand and a huge fruit basket in the other, and saw a thin young man standing in the yard in front of his house from a distance. There was something drying in the bed, and he shouted at him: "Yuan Zhi!"

"Uncle Nian!" Hearing the chief director's voice, the skinny boy leaned forward, probably because of his good eyesight, he could recognize the chief director from such a long distance, and immediately waved his hands excitedly to greet the chief director.

"Yo, the chief director also has the same surname as Lingling." The same surname these days doesn't mean anything, so Feng Xing is only slightly moved, but in fact he doesn't feel relieved at all, instead he sees Shen Ling thinking Looking at the expression on his face, he asked warmly, "What's the matter?"

"Yuan Zhi, a single Chinese medicine, can soothe the nerves, improve the mind, and communicate with the heart and kidney." Shenling once studied Chinese medicine with the imperial doctor in an unknown ancient small world. Although she has lost the feeling of acupuncture and moxibustion, those things The theoretical knowledge she had memorized from morning to night was engraved in her mind.

Shenling squinted her eyes and walked a little closer, and it became clear what the young man was drying just now: "It is also the seeds of Polygala, which are newly harvested this year, right?"

The flowering period of polygala is generally from June to August, and the harvesting time of seeds is from July to August. The weather is hot this year, so it is not impossible to harvest in advance.

The painter Feng Xing was stunned: "You know Chinese medicine?"

Feng Xing thinks that Shenling is really hiding everything. I didn’t see that she was rich before, but now I can’t see that she understands Chinese medicine. I really don’t know why she entered the entertainment circle in the first place. Is it the young girl’s yearning for the entertainment circle? ?
Shen Ling gave him a stern look.

"Yes, this is the seed from Yuan Zhi planted by my grandfather himself." The young man named Yuan Zhi was thin but his eyes were firm, probably because Shen Ling knew Yuan Zhi. When Ling looked at him, she showed a friendly smile.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, with a very sincere smile, Shen Ling nodded to his smile: "My name is Shen Ling, the god of Fushen, and there is an order next to me."

Fushen is also a Chinese herbal medicine.

"My name is Feng Xing, the maple of Maple Leaf, and I can walk." Feng Xing has never studied Chinese medicine, he also introduced himself to the young man, and then his eyes fell on the corner of the yard unconsciously - as he is a professional painter From the aesthetic point of view, the combination of light and shadow there is just right.

The inspiration that Feng Xing had been missing for several days suddenly came out, and the three fingers he used to hold the paintbrush touched together and crushed: "It's really an excellent place for sketching."

"what?"

The boy stayed in the mountains all the time, even elementary school came from the county a few years ago, and he only knew that there was a nine-year compulsory education, so when his peers had already entered junior high school, he had just entered the third grade.

As a young man whose classmates are naive enough, his parents are not around, and he has to take care of his grandfather after going home every day, Yuan Zhi doesn't look like a young man, which is Feng Xing's strange brain circuit at the moment Instead, Yuan Zhi showed a somewhat childish puzzled expression.

"Hahaha." The chief director patted Yuan Zhi on the shoulder, he had already gotten to know Yuan Zhi when he came to Dayan Village a few times before, "Yuan Zhi, I'll take them to meet your grandpa, and some fruit milk and so on, You usually remember to give some to grandpa every day."

"Well, I know." Yuanzhi also understands the situation in his family. Although he feels embarrassed to always accept help from kind people, he has no parents, and the only income in the family is the subsistence allowances of his grandfather and some self-made money. In order to improve the living conditions of his grandfather and himself, he could only accept Chinese herbal medicines.

But the little boy also has ambitions. He studies very hard at school, and the teachers all praise him for his future success.He wants to go to university, earn a lot of money, repay the kind people who helped him, and also help other people in need!
Entering the room, the chief director put the fruit basket in a corner not far from the door, Shenling and Fengxing also put the milk and biscuits in their hands, and then saw a well-dressed, But the old man with blank eyes was sitting on a chair, holding a glass of water, but he didn't see anything to drink.

"Grandpa Qiu!" The chief director walked to the old man, that is, Yuan Zhi's grandfather, stretched out his hand to hold the old man's hand, and at the same time bent down beside the old man and shouted loudly: "I am Xiao Nian, I will bring two little ones today. Young come to see you!"

"Ah?" The old man was startled, and grabbed the chief director's hand in shock, "Xiao Nian? Xiao Nian is here? You only came last month!"

The life of the old man is very monotonous. Blind, he walks by groping every day - groping to eat, groping to grow Chinese medicine, and groping to read medical books engraved in Braille and sent by kind people.

The chief director is the person who has come to see him most often in recent years, so the old man has a deep impression on him.

"Xiao Nian, you have a job, don't always come to the mountains and delay your work..." The old man "looked" at the chief director earnestly. Although his eyes and ears are not good, what he is facing is the air Instead of the chief director, "You are old and young, have you found someone? Find someone you like earlier, it will be good..."

Seeing the general director's dumbfounded look, Shen Ling and Feng Xing looked at each other and smiled for the first time today, but their snickering behavior was soon discovered by the chief director, who quickly shouted into the old man's ear: " I brought two people with me! They are both very nice young people, can you talk to them?"

"Ah, does Xiao Nian despise my long-windedness?" The old man said in a low voice, and the chief director was shocked. He didn't expect the old man to misunderstand like this, but before he could explain anything, the old man laughed again, " Just kidding, I know our Xiao Nian is the best, so you won't think I'm long-winded."

Chief Director: ...

"Come, come, young people, come to grandpa, tell grandpa to listen to your voice." The old man waved his hands into the air, and Shen Ling and Feng Xing approached him with their lips pursed. After looking at the two of them, he took his mobile phone and went out to make a call.

Among Shen Ling and Feng Xing, Shen Ling is definitely better at talking to the elderly. Many old people along the way like Shen Ling very much, but the artistic Feng Xing makes the old people feel alienated.

But this Grandpa Qiu couldn't see, so Feng Xing's temperament was useless. Shenling knew that Feng Xing was actually regretful that he didn't talk to the old people more along the way, so he pushed Feng Xing at this moment, called Feng Xing He first went to the old man's ear to speak.

Feng Xing was naturally nervous, but the smiling old man couldn't see his eyes, which invisibly relieved his tension. He hesitated and held the old man's wrinkled hand like the chief director, and then moved closer to the old man's ear , closed his eyes and said loudly: "Grandpa Qiu, my name is Feng Xing, and I came with the president... Xiao Nian!"

Xiao Nian... Feng Xing bit the tip of his tongue. Although the chief director didn't have any airs of being a director, it was really strange to call him Xiao Nian just like the old man.

"Feng Xing? A good name, and the voice of the young man is also nice." The old man smiled lovingly. Apart from his mouth, his hands are his second communication tool, so the chief director will hold him the first time they meet. hands.

Not only let the old man know that the chief director is coming, but also give the two of them the possibility to get closer.

At this moment, the old man held Feng Xing's hand, felt it lightly, and then smiled: "The young man has a lot of calluses on his hand, let me guess? Is it a great painter?"

"The old man is really amazing, but I'm not a great painter." Feng Xing smiled, leaned into his ear and continued to shout, "How did the old man guess it?"

Speaking of this, the old man raised his head, as if very proud: "When I was young, several painters wanted to paint for me, but I refused... When I shook hands with them and said goodbye, I felt The calluses on their hands, the outer sides of the thumb, index finger, and little finger, are very thick, and I am particularly impressed."

"When you were young, there were painters who wanted to paint for you!" Feng Xing's eyes widened, "How old are you? You were very good when you were young, right?"

"So-so, I'm only 73 years old this year. When I was young..." The old man seemed to be remembering something, and after waiting for a while, he shook his head with a wry smile, "When I was young, I was the only one in the village. One who was admitted to a university, but the best Chinese medicine! When I graduated, there were people abroad who invited me to study abroad! But I refused..."

"Why?" Feng Xing became very interested. A college student admitted to Chinese medicine would definitely not be asked to paint by an artist. There must be something special about this grandfather Qiu's past story.

Grandpa Qiu smiled, his dull eyes were dull, but his tone was so solemn: "In those few years, Chinese medicine was greatly questioned in China. It is obviously the essence that has been passed down for so many years, but the people of the country …It’s not even as good as foreigners who believe in Chinese medicine!”

"I don't leave because my teacher and my classmates are all in China. We swear to carry forward Chinese medicine! Let those Chinese people whose eyes are blinded see clearly!" But I think he stares very "spiritually".

"My eyes were blind during those few years. A bunch of people self-righteously asked the school to ban Chinese medicine, and even brought bricks to smash the glass of the teaching building." The old man gently covered his eyes with his hands, and his tone was not bitter. , but with melancholy, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly and stood in front of my teacher. What I lost was only my eyes, but the teacher can still teach other students and lead them to go on."

Feng Xing was silent, and Shen Ling, who had been silent from the beginning, didn't know what to say.The two of them can understand Grandpa Qiu's love for Chinese medicine, but...

The mood of the two of them at this moment is very consistent. They can understand and experience, but they are far from being able to empathize with each other, because they think they can't be as selfless as Grandpa Qiu.

But this did not prevent them from admiring Grandpa Qiu.

　Well, this chapter is a bit long-winded, and we will speed up the progress starting tomorrow.

　　Today is the morning of the No.13 day.

　　A new chapter will be added tomorrow... no wonder.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)