Has anyone used this kind of pencil case? I used this kind when I was a kid, made of tin.

After going to several supply and marketing stores, she bought thirty boxes of crayons, one hundred pencils, one hundred exercise books, ten pencil cases, ten sets of rulers, and one hundred erasers, for a total of thirty yuan.

I used these same crayons as a kid, but in a slightly larger box.

After buying all these, she only had ten yuan worth of stationery coupons left, which she exchanged for comic books and storybooks that her children loved to read, to enrich their extracurricular life.

She had planned to send the things directly after buying them, but she suddenly remembered the big bag that Mr. Wu gave her before he left. The bag was filled with a lot of malted milk and milk powder, which she could send together to give to her parents and Mr. Qi and Mr. Mo.

So Song Yun went to the family compound carrying a bag of stationery.

She put her stationery in the main room, went into the house and took out the large bag that Elder Wu had given her. Just as she unzipped it, she heard a knock on the gate. "Is Doctor Song home?"

It was a man's voice.

Song Yun was afraid that he was here to seek medical treatment, so she had to put down her things and quickly open the door.

The door opened, and a young man with a stern face stood at the gate. He was wearing a military uniform, standing straight and looking very imposing.

Song Yun asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Zheng Wenbo was also surprised to see Song Yun. He had read Song Yun's information. She was less than 19 years old and from Beijing. Last year, she left Beijing to work in the countryside in Qinghe Village, Heilongjiang Province. Not long after, she passed the medical qualification exam and became a barefoot doctor in Qinghe Village. Later, with the recommendation of Qi Monan and the strong support of Commander Xu, she jumped from a barefoot doctor in the mountain village to a doctor in the military region.

He expected to see a calculating face.

I didn't expect it to be such a face, young, bright and charming, with clear eyes and extraordinary temperament.

"Mr. Xi, what do you want to talk to me about?" Seeing the man staring at her without saying anything, Song Yun frowned slightly and asked again.

Zheng Wenbo was slightly embarrassed, but he hid it well. His face showed no emotion as he said in a cold and hard tone, "I'm Zheng Wenbo, the Deputy Director of the Discipline Department. Would it be convenient for you to come in and talk?"

Song Yun nodded and moved aside to make room.

Zheng Wenbo walked into the courtyard and went straight to the main room.

Song Yun closed the courtyard door ajar and followed him in.

As soon as Zheng Wenbo entered the main room, he saw a pile of things on the table. There were stationery items of course, and there was also an unzipped bag filled with high-end gifts, malted milk, milk powder, canned food, milk biscuits, and shortbread - this bag of things would be worth at least two hundred yuan.

Zheng Wenbo frowned and looked at Song Yun, "Where did these things come from?" His tone was questioning.