Dr. Zhong pushed up his glasses, feeling puzzled. He didn't know Huang Qinqin and had never had any contact with her. How did she know about him?
However, Huang Qinqin had come so many times that Dr. Zhong knew she wasn't a bad person, at least not someone who would harm them.
So without thinking twice, he stepped forward and said, "I'm the only one here with the surname Zhong. Are you looking for me?"
Huang Qinqin wasn't really sure either, since she had only heard Dundun mention it once, so she could only confirm with Dundun.
"DunDun, isn't this Grandpa Zhong who taught you Americano?"
"Yes~ Grandpa Zhong taught me~"
Dun Dun nodded affirmatively at Huang Qinqin.
After confirming that everything was correct, Huang Qinqin looked at Dr. Zhong eagerly and said, "Hello, Grandpa Zhong, I am Dundun's aunt."
"I've come here mainly to ask for your help with something. The department store has the opportunity to participate in the Canton Fair next year, but we don't currently have anyone who speaks a foreign language."
"So I was wondering if you could teach us some American English?"
After hearing this, Dr. Zhong's expression instantly turned cold: "You've got the wrong person. I don't speak any American, and I can't help with your department store's affairs."
Oh...
Huang Qinqin had considered that Dr. Zhong might not agree to her right away, but she hadn't expected that Dr. Zhong would directly deny that he could speak American English.
She remembered what Grandma Wen had just said, that they would definitely help if they could.
So Huang Qinqin turned to Grandma Wen for help, and when Grandma Wen saw Huang Qinqin's pleading look, she silently looked away.
Grandma Wen kept apologizing to Huang Qinqin in her heart: Qinqin, it's not that Grandma Wen doesn't want to help you, but Dr. Zhong has also been kind to me, and I can't repay kindness with enmity.
Just when Huang Qinqin was at a loss for what to do, Dundun made his appearance.
Dun Dun tilted his head, feeling very strange. Why would Grandpa Zhong lie?
Grandpa Zhong clearly speaks American English; he's the one who taught Dun Dun his American English.
While no one else was paying attention to him, Dundun walked straight up to Grandpa Zhong, grabbed his hand, and shook it.
"Grandpa Zhong, why do you say you don't speak American English? Didn't you teach Dundun?"
"DunDun spoke American English to her aunt the other day, and her aunt said she wanted to learn too!"
"Grandpa Zhong, please teach Dundun's little aunt! Dundun's little aunt is amazing; she can learn anything!"
"Why don't you teach her? Dundun gave you her candy, can you teach her?"
Grandpa Zhong was being swayed back and forth by Dundun's hand. When he heard what Dundun said, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing.
Huang Qinqin also took the opportunity to persuade him, "Yes, Grandpa Zhong, I really want to learn American English."
"I guarantee with my integrity that anyone who comes here to learn American will absolutely not reveal your information."
"And you don't need to go out and teach us. I'll have her come directly to you, okay?"
"And I assure you, our desire to learn American is absolutely not to flatter Americans. It's because we want to take the initiative when doing business."
"You should know that there's a pickled vegetable workshop in Huangjia Village now, right?"
Huang Qinqin thought that Grandpa Zhong was unwilling to admit that he could speak American English because he didn't want to teach her.
There are also concerns that they might be learning American languages to curry favor with Americans, since older generations tend to be more sensitive about foreigners.
So Huang Qinqin said those words specifically to put Grandpa Zhong at ease. Then she planned to use the pickled vegetable workshop in Huangjia Village as a starting point to persuade Grandpa Zhong.
Upon hearing this, Dr. Zhong finally gave Huang Qinqin a slight response, nodding gently and replying, "I know."
Actually, Dr. Zhong's reluctance to admit that he could speak American was not for any other reason.
Rather, it was because he didn't know that Dun Dun had spoken American English to Huang Qinqin, and he thought that Huang Qinqin was in cahoots with the person who reported him.
He thought they knew he hadn't been tortured in Huangjia Village and now wanted to find a new reason to frame and torment him, which is why he refused to admit he could speak American.
However, Dun Dun just said that he spoke American English in front of Huang Qinqin, and Huang Qinqin had a very good attitude towards Grandpa Song, and she is also Dun Dun's aunt.
Dr. Zhong was willing to believe her just this once; he decided to take a gamble, betting that Huang Qinqin wasn't there to harm him.
That's why Dr. Zhong was willing to give Huang Qinqin a chance to continue speaking. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said another word to her.
Very good!
Seeing that Dr. Zhong finally responded to what she said, Huang Qinqin knew that she still had a chance.
"Besides being sold in department stores, the main order for Huangjiacun's pickled vegetables comes from a businessman in the United States."
"I really, really need your help, and I hope you can give us a chance."
"If you are willing to teach us, we will offer you some food and cloth in return. We hope you will consider it!"
After she finished speaking, Huang Qinqin waited anxiously for Dr. Zhong's reply.
If Dr. Zhong doesn't agree, then it will be really difficult for her to find someone else to teach Xu Hongxia Mandarin.
Huang Qinqin wasn't sure about Dr. Zhong's English proficiency, but in her opinion, Dr. Zhong was sent down to Huangjia Village and knew a foreign language.
Then they must have studied abroad, or their family members must have studied abroad. In that case, even if their academic level is not good, it shouldn't be too bad.
It's much better than them learning by themselves, which is like trying to learn by guesswork.
While they were at an impasse, Xu Junhui returned with a cartload of straw. He saw a group of people standing in the house and prepared to come in and say hello.
"Honey, I'm home."
After Xu Junhui came in, he noticed that the atmosphere seemed strange. He ignored everyone else and went straight back to Huang Qinqin's side.
He asked softly, "Wife, what's wrong? What happened?"
Huang Qinqin shook her head, not intending to explain to him for the time being, but simply comforted him, "It's okay."
Dr. Zhong looked at Xu Junhui and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"
Because Xu Junhui's attention was focused on Huang Qinqin, he didn't react when Dr. Zhong asked him a question.
It wasn't until Huang Qinqin nudged him that he looked at Dr. Zhong in confusion, pointed to himself, and asked, "Huh? Me?"
Dr. Zhong nodded: "Yes, that's what I wanted to ask you."
"Oh, I'm Qinqin's husband. Hello, grandpas and grandmas."
After hearing Xu Junhui's answer, Dr. Zhong pointed to the straw outside and asked, "Did you bring the straw outside here?"
What are you going to do with those straws?
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