Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 478 Like a fish in water
On the same day, the Tong family also had a happy time.

Considering the financial situation of the Tong family, although it is rare to see horse mackerel that is more than one meter long, prawns that are as long as chopsticks, and hairtail that is more than four fingers wide, they definitely would not eat these things every day.

No matter how good something is, you will get tired of it if you eat too much.

What's more, the rich people in the old city prefer mutton and pork.

However, under the current circumstances, no matter how rich you are, it is difficult to eat meat every day.

It’s good enough to eat some of it, you can’t be picky.

Tong Wang found that when eating grilled shrimp tonight, this fresh shrimp did not need any seasoning. Simply grilling it made it a rare delicacy.

As for the shrimp thread, not to mention that people in inland areas don’t understand it now, even if they are placed on the seaside, not many people remove the shrimp thread when grilling shrimps.

Nan Nan was full and tired of catching goldfish, so she was now petting the orange cat with the cat on her lap.

The orange cat was not hungry either. Shrimp heads were more delicious than mice. It hid under the table and ate until its belly was full. Now it licked its paws clean and was snoring on the legs of its little master. It looked so comfortable.

Tong Wang picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine, closed his eyes, opened his mouth, picked up a piece of eight-treasure pickles and put it in his mouth. All he needed was to find a prostitute to sing a little song for him.

"Go out and have a look tomorrow, buy some sacks, no matter if they are new or old, for yourself or for a store, and bring them back." Tong Wang thought for a moment and instructed Tong Xiangsong who was opposing Da Xia.

"Well, okay." Tong Xiangsong freed his mouth and agreed.

"There aren't many fish in the fish tank. Let's go to Zhongshan Park and buy some." Tong Wang glanced at his granddaughter with eyes full of love.

"Yeah, okay." Tong Xiangsong still nodded.

"Don't hang around these two days. Go to the grocery store or the tavern and buy some wine to take home and put it away." Tong Wang sighed. He has been busy recently and wanted to find a new channel for stocking goods, but none of them were satisfactory. However, he found that the tavern was open as usual.

Alcohol is not a good thing. Drinking too much can easily make people lose their minds, but it can relieve hunger. It’s just that it’s not good to drink it all at once because the stomach can’t take it.

Facing his father's order, Tong Xiangsong still nodded and responded: "Anything else?"

"Also, I told you to focus. What kind of year is it now? You still hold on to the gourd all day long." Tong Wang criticized.

“This…” Tong Xiangsong did not agree immediately. He used to indulge in drinking, whoring and gambling, and now this is the only hobby he has left. And he won’t let people play with it?

"What? Do you have any objections?" Tong Wang glared and raised his goatee, which is what people commonly call "blowing his beard and glaring."

"No, no, whatever my father says is what I do." Tong Xiangsong suddenly felt that the grilled shrimp in his hand was no longer fragrant. He lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes, reluctantly agreeing.

"Hmph, you're so grown up, but you still don't act like a father." Tong Wang was so disappointed in his son. The fishmongering boy was even younger than his son. When comparing them together, why was there such a big difference?
"Father, I have no money left. How about you give me some more?" Tong Xiangsong did not argue and asked for money.

"I'll give you a small yellow croaker tomorrow, you can exchange it yourself." Tong Wang was not stingy with money. The reason why he cut off his son's source of income was because he was afraid that he would go out and spend money recklessly. No one knows a son better than his father. This son really dares to spend money when he has it.

On the same day, Yan Xiongfei's family was also preparing to have dinner.

Wang Bo came here yesterday and stayed overnight. He took the exam this morning. He was provided with a lunch at noon, and the results were announced just after he finished the lunch.

Those who passed the preliminary examination were allocated dormitories and bedding, given food coupons, lunch boxes, enamel pots, washbasins, and kettles, and the Health Bureau took very good care of them.

Those who failed the exam can only cry and go back to where they came from.

There are no classes scheduled in the afternoon, so students can tidy up their rooms and familiarize themselves with the environment.

After Wang Bo finished his own business, he came to Yan Xiongfei's house. It was reasonable for him to tell his aunt and uncle the news that he had passed the exam.

Wang Bo brought the newly issued textbooks because his aunt said she wanted to take a look at them and if she found any deficiencies, she could focus on those areas and make up for them.

Although they were in love, Yan Xiongfei felt that cooking was something women should do, and he never interfered. He let Wang Bo play with his younger brothers while he picked up the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" to take a look at it first.

Although he had known about this matter in advance, when he actually saw the inscription, Yan Xiongfei's back, which was leaning on the chair, immediately tensed up. It was still very shocking to him.

Within the system, people are very sensitive to this kind of inscriptions. So far, not many have received this treatment. The well-known ones include "Great in life, glorious in death", "Serve the people", "Study hard and make progress every day", etc.

Turning the page, Yan Xiongfei saw Tang Zhitong's name on the list of editors and the list of reviewers, and he felt envy and admiration from the bottom of his heart.

This kid is so terrifying, I have to... No, let’s try again.

This guy is so terrifying, shouldn't we thank him and win his favor?
"Bozi, how many students do you have participating in the training this time?" Yan Xiongfei raised his head and asked.

"I heard there are more than 300 people." Wang Bo sat upright. He was not making this up, but someone had counted them on the posted list.

"Yeah." After listening to this, Yan Xiongfei continued to flip through the book, but he thought in his heart that although Tang Zhitong might have asked someone to do it for him, his role was also not small. After all, the editors and reviewers combined were less than thirty.

Yan Xiongfei doesn't understand medicine, but he can understand this book, which is much easier to understand than Wang Huiru's professional book.

"Okay, stop looking. You two should have a drink." After Wang Huiru finished cooking and put down the dishes, she urged.

"Aunt, I won't eat here anymore. The training class has issued meal tickets, and I can go back and eat." Wang Bo stood up. He knew better than anyone else here how precious food was, and he was unwilling to take up the ration from his aunt's house.

"It doesn't matter if you have a drink. Let's have a drink together." Yan Xiongfei put the book on the desk, walked to the dining table, patted his nephew's shoulder and invited him to stay.

"I don't drink. I'll pour you a glass of wine." Faced with his aunt and uncle's request to stay, Wang Bo did not refuse and picked up the glass and filled it for Yan Xiongfei.

"Ningning, pour a glass for your brother." After Yan Xiongfei instructed the child, he said to Wang Bo, "You have grown up. As a man, how can you not know how to drink? Start learning from today."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it myself." Wang Bo was quite humble. The rural uncles all said that wine tasted good. Firstly, he was young and his parents didn't allow him to drink. Secondly, his family was poor and they couldn't afford it.

Well, poverty is the main reason.

"Come, first of all, congratulations on passing the doctor's exam. Start studying hard from tomorrow and work hard in the future. If you don't understand something, just ask your aunt." Yan Xiongfei spoke the truth and raised a glass of wine.

"Thank you, uncle, and aunt. I will study hard and work hard to live up to your expectations." Wang Bo carefully picked up the wine glass with both hands and took a sip. The spicy and warm pain stimulated his taste buds and esophagus, causing him to frown.

"It's like this the first time you drink it, it will be better next time. Eat some vegetables to calm it down." Yan Xiongfei pointed at the food and made way.

The dishes on the table were not rich, just half a head of stewed cabbage and a bowl of pickled cabbage. There was a little oil floating in the stewed cabbage.

This is the standard winter outfit for the people of Beijing, but in Wang Bo's eyes, it couldn't be better.

Wang Bo picked up a piece of cabbage and when it was out of the soup plate, he immediately stretched out his left hand and placed it under the cabbage.

He was not worried about the cabbage falling on the ground and being wasted, but he was afraid that the soup would drip onto the table and be wasted.

After eating the cabbage, Wang Bo habitually brought his left hand to his mouth and licked the few drops of soup on his palm.

Wang Huiru was upset watching from the side, her nose was sore, and she couldn't stop crying. "Go get two bowls, we two can use the bowls to eat." Yan Xiongfei saw this and felt bad. His wife and children used steamed buns to eat, and some of the soup would fall on the buns, which looked better.

Wang Bo felt a little uncomfortable. When he had dinner here last night, he had eaten fried cabbage and rice, and this habit had not yet emerged.

"You have developed a good habit of saving food. We should learn from you." Yan Xiongfei saw his nephew's embarrassment and spoke to comfort him.

"I'm scared of being hungry..." Wang Bo said in a low voice with his head down.

"Look forward to it, things will get better in the end. Come, have another sip." Yan Xiongfei had heard about some of the situations in other places, but he was powerless and could only give dry advice, hoping that everything would get better...

Wang Huiru ate quickly, and while the father and son were drinking and chatting, she sat at the desk and read the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual". Although some things on pharmacology and pathology were rarely mentioned, it had to be said that it was very comprehensive and very practical, and one could cure diseases by following the instructions.

It was Wang Bo’s first time drinking, and Yan Xiongfei didn’t dare let him drink too much.

After drinking two ounces of liquor, although Wang Bo's face was flushed, his eyes were clear, showing that he could drink.

After drinking, the father and son each ate a steamed bun and finished all the dishes.

In fact, Wang Bo did not eat as much as he wanted. The ration at his aunt's house was limited. If he ate one more bite, they would eat one less bite.

"Put it there after you finish eating. I'll wash it later. Bozi, come here, I want to talk to you." Wang Huiru closed the book, patted the chair next to her and gestured.

Wang Bo looked at the tableware on the table, then at his aunt, and finally agreed to his aunt's wishes and sat down.

"We both come from rural areas, and we all know the situation in rural areas. Minor illnesses require you to endure them, major illnesses require you to lie down, and serious illnesses require you to wait to see the King of Hell." Wang Huiru said with emotion.

"Everyone from top to bottom takes this matter very seriously, otherwise we would not be able to provide you with food and accommodation. You must seize this opportunity." Wang Huiru took her nephew's hand. His hands were very rough, even a little prickly. At such a young age, he had calluses from years of hard work.

"Yes." Wang Bo nodded heavily in agreement.

"I just flipped through this book. It's very comprehensive and easy to get started. I have to go to the countryside in a couple of days, so I may not have time to tutor you." Wang Huiru said with some guilt.

"It's okay, aunt. I will follow the teacher. If other students can do it, so can I." Wang Bo ranked relatively high in the preliminary examination today, which gave him great confidence.

"Good boy, you are ambitious. This time you are going to fight for your parents' honor.

You have just finished your studies and it will definitely be hard in the early stages, and you may have to continue working, but things will definitely get better slowly.

Currently, in the entire urban area, there are an average of 1.6 doctors per thousand people, but this number is far from enough in rural areas, where there is only one doctor for every 2500 people.

There are less than 200 clinics and hospitals of all sizes in rural areas, and most of them are private clinics. Not only are their prices high, but they are also concentrated in the suburbs.

Although there is a hospital in the commune, most of the construction started only this year and has not yet reached the villages.

Therefore, there is a huge shortage of doctors in rural areas. This is your opportunity, don’t you understand?” Wang Huiru encouraged.

"Yeah." Wang Bo nodded again.

"Let's close the door and have a few heart-to-heart talks.

Although the higher-ups require that drugs be directed toward rural areas, the rural population is too large and the production capacity of pharmaceutical factories cannot be increased in a day or two, so you will inevitably face a shortage of drugs when you return.

I see that this book also contains some content about traditional Chinese medicine. You must study this aspect carefully when the time comes.

For treatments like acupuncture, massage, cupping, and moxibustion, try to choose those that don’t cost money, or cost little.

It is also necessary to learn Chinese medicine. You can go to the mountains to collect some yourself and use local materials to reduce the burden on your fellow villagers as much as possible.

If you think about them, they will think you are considerate and you will have prestige, understand?" Wang Huiru pointed out the key points and directions for her nephew based on what she knew about the industry.

"Yes, I understand, aunt."

"I've read some knowledge about gynecology and obstetrics in books. You must study it carefully. Don't feel embarrassed because you are a man, and you must not resist treating women. We cannot tolerate such old ideas when it comes to treating illnesses and saving lives. You must know that this study is organized by the Women's Federation, and it is originally designed to take care of rural women." Wang Huiru advised earnestly.

"Yeah." Wang Bo responded softly. He felt his face blushing at this moment, and he started to dig his toes hidden in his shoes. He wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.

After the book was handed out, a bunch of students started reading it. It contained information about the physiology of men and women, with pictures. Many students exclaimed, many students closed the book, many students covered their eyes, and then secretly read through their fingers...

Wang Bo looked similar. The education he received since childhood did not allow him to look at it, as if looking at it would be dirty and a crime. However, the boy's instinct kept tempting him to look again and again.

Just as Wang Huiru said, Wang Bo really had no intention of putting much effort into this. After all, men and women in rural areas were even more cautious with each other, and he himself felt that no woman would come to him for treatment of that kind of illness.

"There are quite a few female students, right?" Yan Xiongfei was still sitting at the dining table, smoking. When he heard this, he asked suddenly.

"Yes, there are more girls than boys." Wang Bo nodded and affirmed.

"That's great. See if there are any like-minded female classmates and help them solve your personal problems. We are all revolutionary comrades and we should make progress together." Yan Xiongfei said happily.

"Studying is still the most important thing. If you can balance both, that would be even better." Wang Huiru covered her mouth and smiled. It would be nice for the child to find a partner on his own now that he has grown up.

This time Wang Bo lowered his head even more. The young Mu Ai was too shy to talk about love. That was all.

After chatting for a while and seeing Wang Bo off, Yan Xiongfei asked, "You just said you were going to the countryside?"

"Well, the hospital just held a meeting today and mobilized the staff to form a medical team to go to the countryside.

The meaning behind his words is the same: no one can escape and everyone has to go.

I thought that I would have to go sooner or later anyway, so it would be better to go early than late, so I just signed up.

I was busy cooking when I got home and didn’t have time to tell you.” Wang Huiru explained to her husband while washing the dishes.

"Then what should the three of us do?" Yan Xiongfei felt worried. This kind of thing was not easy to prevent, but he had two children, one eight years old, and the other less than four years old, which was really worrying.

"You take care of them. You can send the younger one to the Yuhong class and pick him up in the morning and evening. The older one can go to school by himself. You can cook for him after get off work. Isn't that what I do?" Wang Huiru said as a matter of course, with a stern face and trying not to laugh.

"Okay, okay. You have supported my work for so many years, so I will support you this time." Yan Xiongfei frowned, thinking about how the three of them would eat in the future.

"Haha..." Wang Huiru couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed out loud. After she had laughed enough, she said, "How can I really ignore you? I will steam the steamed buns and cornbread before I leave, and you can just steam them and eat them. Although I will be gone for a long time, it's okay for me to come back every five or six days. I will cook for you when I come back."

"No, it's really tiring going back and forth in this cold weather. I'd better buy it from the canteen." Although Yan Xiongfei doesn't do housework, he still loves his wife deep down.

"We'll decide when the time comes." Wang Huiru didn't insist. She didn't know what the situation would be like in the countryside, so she felt a little unsure.

(End of this chapter)