Huang Qinghua: “…”

——Are you showing off in front of me?

However, Luo Yunqing didn't need Huang Qinghua to respond. She continued, "A formal job sounds good, but you won't make much money."

"A few dozen dollars a month is not enough for me to buy a piece of clothing."

"Look at my watch, it's a Haishi brand, and it costs over a hundred yuan."

"I'm working on my own now and can earn more money. This outfit of mine costs several hundred yuan, and I can't afford it with my salary."

Huang Qinghua was almost stunned: This whole outfit only costs a few hundred dollars?

——She wanted to say, Luo Yunqing, do you really not need to draft your bragging?

But Luo Yunqing looked so new that she couldn't open her mouth.

Especially the pair of shiny women's cotton-leather shoes on her feet, Huang Qinghua had never seen such a pair in her life...

Although I felt jealous, I still wanted to know where the money came from, wondering if I could learn something from it.

Huang Qinghua asked with an embarrassed look on her face: "Yunqing, you... since you don't work, then why do you make so much money?"

"Is it so easy to make money out here?"

Luo Yunqing said with a smile: "I have studied medicine for more than ten years. Now I specialize in treating women."

"Many women experience back pain, dizziness, and cold hands and feet after giving birth."

"Also, some older girls have menstrual cramps, and I can treat those symptoms."

"These diseases are difficult to treat. Many large hospitals use Western medicine, which has no specific effects on these conditions."

"And this kind of disease, the older you get, the more serious the problem becomes. I specialize in treating this type of disease."

"People in the city have money. I use herbs combined with acupuncture. I guarantee that I can cure the patient in a month. I charge 50 yuan per person."

"I have about ten patients every month, and I earn at least four to five hundred yuan a month."

"Second Aunt, do you think I should go to work or do it myself?"

It’s at least four or five hundred yuan a month. Even the county magistrate’s salary isn’t that high, right?

Hearing this, Huang Qinghua was extremely jealous.

But I can't say it out loud.

Suddenly, he smiled awkwardly: "That's right, that's right, if I work, the salary is only a few dozen yuan a month."

"You can earn so much, only a fool would not go to work."

Be envious! Be jealous! Hate!

An orphan girl who was adopted for the second time and also learned medical skills, Luo Yunqing has been envied by the Luo family since she was a child.

Because of jealousy, there are basically few people who respect her.

Especially Huang Qinghua, who hated Lin Dachuan to death because she wanted to marry her niece to him.

At this moment, looking at Huang Qinghua's expression of having eaten dog shit, Luo Yunqing's little face was smiling like a flower.

"Yeah, I'm not stupid, so I didn't go."

"As long as I want to go to work, the military hospital is always welcome."

"The director of the military hospital even said he would open a gynecology clinic specifically for me and that I could receive a cadre salary if I went there."

Grandpa Luo’s medical skills are excellent.

Moreover, the old man has a very strange temper and doesn't like to take apprentices.

Everyone in the brigade knew that Luo Yunqing was the only one who had followed him to learn medicine since childhood.

Luo Yunqing is extremely talented, has a good memory, high comprehension, and is willing to learn, and has inherited the true teachings of the old man.

Two years before Mr. Luo passed away, he just sat by and watched because of his old age and poor health.

Generally speaking, Luo Yunqing is asked to take people's pulses and prescribe medicine. Everyone in the village knows that she has good medical skills.

Huang Qinghua was stunned by the news. She was so sad that she didn't know how she got home.

"Have you found out? Is it that Dachuan doesn't like that girl?"

Huang Qinghua's mother-in-law, Lin Dachuan's aunt, asked her daughter-in-law as soon as she entered the house...

"Mom, that girl has changed so much."

"I tell you, if I wasn't at Okawa's house, I wouldn't have recognized you if we ran into each other."

"They haven't gotten married yet, but..."

The old woman's eyes lit up: "But what?"

Huang Qinghua pursed her lips and told him everything she had seen and heard today...

A little girl can earn four or five hundred yuan a month?

Mother-in-law Lin was also shocked. She stammered, her face full of disbelief: "Did you see that she was really wearing leather shoes?"

Huang Qinghua nodded: "It's true, I saw it clearly, a senior official who came to our city to do a site inspection passed through it before."

"Now Dachuan is the battalion commander. I heard that he will lead the team to participate in a national competition."

Battalion commander...this is a very high position.

People in the countryside don't quite understand military positions; they only know that company commanders, battalion commanders, and regimental commanders are all high-ranking officials...

——It’s all played out in the movies, the company commander, company commander, you are half the emperor, when the cannon goes off, you’re worth a ton of gold!

The battalion commander is even more powerful, as he is in charge of hundreds of people!

"Then there's no hope for your niece."

Huang Qing's heart ached: [I know there's no hope, why did you say it? ]

[This old woman is so tactless! ]

“It’s difficult.”

Aunt Lin didn't care whether Huang's niece could marry Lin Dachuan, but since her nephew had become such a high-ranking official...

"Old man, old man."

Uncle Lin was sitting at the door, basking in the sun and smoking a local pipe, with the long pipe sticking out and puffing out smoke rings from time to time...

Hearing the old woman's call, he blew out his last smoke ring.

"what?"

Aunt Lin came over happily and said, "Chuanzi is the battalion commander. This is a high-ranking official. The first in our Lin family."

"Isn't he coming back to celebrate his mother's anniversary? How about we talk to the clan and ask them to help him prepare a few tables?"

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