Stop Joking! You Really Quit Your Job to Go Back Home and Farm?

Lin Anshu is an ordinary, lowly office worker. The competition in the company is intense, and the boss loves to fine employees and make empty promises. After working diligently for a whole year, sh...

Chapter 74 I didn't mean to criticize her

"Old Chen, if you ask me, you really do bear some responsibility for this."

"Why would you hang up on a young girl for no reason?"

"This matter has blown up now, and it's going to be difficult to handle, isn't it?"

"Take my advice: know when to bow your head and when to restrain yourself."

Chen Jianping acted as if he hadn't heard these words, continuing to stare at the microwave oven spinning in the small lounge of his clinic.

bite!

The microwave oven stopped spinning, and Chen Jianping opened it and took out the vegetable porridge he had brought.

Instantly, a fragrant aroma wafted towards us.

"It smells so good!"

"Old Chen, where did you buy this porridge?"

"I brought these from home," Chen Jianping said, as he put two more vegetable and egg pancakes into the microwave.

He was scheduled to see patients in the afternoon, but he came in the morning because he suddenly remembered that he needed to review the previous day's cases just before having breakfast.

So, after having his wife pack up the food for him, he rushed over.

As for eating in the consultation room, he strictly abides by the hospital's regulations.

There is a small rest room in the consultation room where you can sleep and eat.

He is currently in this small lounge.

"Hey, Lao Chen, I didn't know your wife was such a good cook!"

"How can such a simple bowl of porridge taste so good?"

"Her cooking skills are so-so; the vegetables she bought yesterday were just fresh."

“I sent them to be tested, and they said they are genuine organic vegetables that have not been sprayed with pesticides,” Chen Jianping said.

That day, his wife made dumplings with bok choy, which cost 20 yuan per kilogram, and he ate them with great satisfaction.

When he went for a walk after dinner, he belatedly realized that he had eaten too much.

Over the years, in order to maintain his health, he has adhered to the principle of eating less for dinner.

But this meal of dumplings disrupted his self-discipline, which he had been proud of for many years.

At that moment, he wondered if his wife had added some strange high-tech ingredients to the expensive vegetables she bought.

Unable to sit still, he immediately went upstairs to get some samples, and then called someone he knew to have them tested.

The person who sent it for testing called him back early the next morning, saying that the vegetables he sent for testing were very clean and nutritious, completely organic, and without a trace of pesticide residue.

They also said that vegetables of this quality fully meet the standards for export.

Moreover, in terms of price, it should be at least 30 or 50 yuan to be reasonable.

Finally, the man asked him excitedly where he bought the vegetables.

He had a plan in mind, so he went home and asked his wife for the address of the vegetable shop, and then specifically relayed the message to that person.

Before leaving home in the morning, he specifically told his wife that if they encountered the vegetable vendor again today, she should remember to buy more vegetables.

"What? There are still genuine organic vegetables these days? Aren't they all greenhouse vegetables? They're treated with all sorts of ripening agents, pesticides, and fungicides."

"I don't believe you unless you let me try it."

Would I lie to you?

After Chen Jianping finished speaking, he took out a disposable takeout bowl from the cabinet next to him and poured a little bit of it into his bowl.

"Mmm, delicious! This porridge is so flavorful!"

"Old Chen, can I have one of those pancakes too?"

"No, half at most!" Chen Jianping said, half-refusing.

If it were anyone else standing in front of him right now, they wouldn't even get a trace of him, let alone half a person.

He was only willing to share half of it with Lao Jin because he genuinely cared about him.

"Okay, okay, half it is fine."

Chen Jianping took the heated pancake out of the microwave, broke it in half, and handed it to Lao Jin.

He picked up his chopsticks, put a few pieces of pickled radish he had brought on the pancake, rolled it up, and started eating.

"Ahhh, this pancake is even tastier than vegetable porridge."

"Old Chen, Old Chen, give me half again."

"No."

"How can you be so stingy!"

Chen Jianping completely ignored him and continued eating by himself.

"Hey, Old Chen..."

"Look, even vegetables of such high quality can be grown by someone."

"Why did you so readily declare that the young girl's dandelion tea was no good?"

"What if the tea they're making is actually really delicious?" Old Jin sighed slightly.

"No matter how delicious it is, it cannot replace medicine."

"Have you forgotten what happened to that person who insisted on stopping their medication and taking health supplements to treat their illness last year?"

Upon hearing this, Lao Jin sighed again.

Last year, one of Old Chen's patients with hypertension, hyperlipidemia, and hyperglycemia was brainwashed by someone and insisted on stopping his medication to buy those ridiculously expensive health products on the market.

Besides health supplements, there are also all sorts of strange and unusual health teas, health shoes, health pillows, health belts, and so on.

After all that buying and buying, they ended up spending over 100,000 yuan, completely depleting their savings and retirement funds.

My son said he had been scammed, and I tried to persuade him in every way, but he just wouldn't listen.

She even threatened to jump off a building, saying that if she didn't buy him health supplements, she would die.

The son, blindly devoted to his parents, had no choice but to go along with him.

But at that time, his son had already been laid off from the company and no longer had a stable income.

He told his father about it, but his father only accused him of being unfilial, saying that he was using the excuse of not having money to brush him off.

Driven to desperation, the son resorted to borrowing money from various sources.

The ending was... the elderly father ultimately suffered a stroke and could not be saved.

After burying his elderly father, the son began looking for work and repaying his debts with a worried expression.

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