Qiao Xuejun took the intercom and pretended nothing happened: "Lord! It's me, I'm at home."
Hearing that it was Qiao Xuejun's voice, Zhao Xian on the other side was quiet for a moment, then responded with a relaxed tone: "It's fine as long as you're at home. When did you go there?"
Hearing that Zhao Xian didn't seem angry, Qiao Xuejun felt relieved: "This afternoon, I went to visit the three patients in Haibao. Doctor Zheng said they were lacking in vitamin C. The sea buckthorn fruits in my house just happened to grow, so I wanted to come back and pick some to give them as a supplement."
Zhao Xian: "Hmm? Then why didn't you come back?"
"I was planning to go back. My cotton crops were growing too vigorously and I needed to apply pesticides. I got busy and then," Qiao Xuejun explained, her voice trailing off, "...I didn't pay attention to the time."
Zhao Xian: "Have you eaten yet?"
Zhao Xian suddenly asked this, and before Qiao Xuejun could react, Wang Juanfeng beside him spoke up: "Just talking about this, Qiao Qiao, even if you are busy, you can't forget to eat."
Qiao Xuejun defended: "Isn't this eating?"
Zhao Xian: "Then I won't say anything more. Just eat."
"Wait a minute." Qiao Xuejun stopped him, "Yuan Zhiyi and the others still have their sea buckthorns with me. How about I bring them over tonight so we can have a meal together?"
When Zhao Xian heard Qiao Xuejun say that she wanted to come over, he almost agreed immediately, but he restrained himself and replied, "It's too late, don't go out. They are asleep too. Just bring them tomorrow."
Just after he finished speaking, Zhao Xian stopped again: "Otherwise, I'll come and get it?"
Before Qiao Xuejun could answer, she heard Zhao Xian seem to have stood up from his chair. The chair legs scraped on the ground, and he spoke faster: "Wait a moment, I'll be right over."
Qiao Xuejun: "Okay...how about tomorrow?"
Zhao Xian: "I have time now. Have your meal, and I'll come after you finish eating."
The communication is lost.
Qiao Xuejun blinked and returned the intercom to Wang Juanfeng: "Doctor Wang."
Wang Juanfeng took the intercom, put it aside, and said jokingly: "Lord Zhao is still very concerned about our expert Teacher Qiao. He even asked about it when he couldn't see anyone."
Qiao Xuejun listened and admitted her mistake a little embarrassedly: "I forgot to tell him. I was planning to just take the things and leave, but ended up being busy the whole afternoon."
"By the way, Doctor Wang, the fields have been watered enough. We will stop watering for a while and there is no need to apply fertilizer." Qiao Xuejun talked about the situation in the fields.
Wang Juanfeng nodded: "Okay. I've been working in the fields every day these days, and my back and waist are sore. You're amazing. You don't feel tired at all on weekdays."
In the past, they planted potatoes together, but when it comes to planting cotton, Qiao Xuejun does most of the work alone.
Zhao Linlin also nodded vigorously: "Yes, Boss, you had to get up to light the stove before. Doctor Wang and Kuang Shen went out early these days, so I had to get up and light the stove by myself."
"It was too difficult. As soon as I stretched out my hand, I wanted to pull it back. I was sealed on the bed. I could only get up and go to the small compartment to light a fire when the kang needed to be reheated."
Before, this job was also done silently by Qiao Xuejun.
She worked very efficiently, and by the time the other three got up, the fire in the small compartment was often already burning brightly.
Qiao Xuejun: "You should also pay attention to your safety when you are alone at home. No matter what the situation is, don't go out alone. Don't open the door if a stranger comes." She paused, "Even if the person knocking on the door says that we are here to see you, you are not allowed to open the door."
She had encountered such a situation. She was home alone and a man knocked on the door and coaxed her to open the door. He claimed to be her father's friend and said that her father was playing mahjong at his house and wanted to take her over to play.
She was sixteen that year, and it was the second year after her parents passed away.
The man's performance was superb and very natural. He spoke the dialect fluently and even knew her name.
The only loophole was that she no longer had a father at the time, so she called the police.
Zhao Linlin often heard Qiao Xuejun and the others admonish her like this. While eating, she nodded seriously: "I know."
Qiao Xuejun finished a whole bowl of mashed potato, mushroom and corn soup.
The hot soup and rice went into my stomach, as if it drove away all the fatigue of the whole day, and my whole body felt warm from the palms of my hands to the soles of my feet.
Wang Juanfeng: "Are you full? Do you want to eat more?"
Qiao Xuejun ate very cleanly, as if there was not enough food, not a single grain of corn would be left. Although she had always been like this, she always ate cleanly without wasting any food.
But Wang Juanfeng always felt like she was not full and could eat another bowl.
Qiao Xuejun really shook her head: "I'm full."
"I'll go wash the dishes." Zhao Linlin collected the dishes and went to wash them.
Qiao Xuejun reached out and rubbed her stomach. Whenever she was full, blood would start to flow to the digestive system and the blood supply to the brain would decrease. She would then feel a lazy and leisurely feeling as if she was falling into the clouds. She emptied her mind and stretched herself.
It turns out that people are happiest when they have a full stomach.
Zhao Xian just said that he would come after dinner?
Qiao Xuejun also took out her radio and tuned it to the channel that Zhao Xian had used to contact Wang Juanfeng.
She pressed the talk button and was about to ask when she heard a voice from inside: "Calling Teacher Qiao, calling Teacher Qiao. This is Zhao Xian."
What a coincidence!
Qiao Xuejun suddenly became happy about this coincidence: "I'm here!"
Hearing Qiao Xuejun's particularly positive response, which was almost immediate, Zhao Xian was also stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "I'm here."
Qiao Xuejun: "Okay! I'll be right out."
Qiao Xuejun stood up and picked up the coat she had taken off from the side. She didn't put it on, but simply put it on.
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