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After a few days of complete chaos with no distinction between day and night, 'Zhou Huaiyue is great' was no longer an abstract concept, but a result of actual practice. Shen Roujiao was very satisfied with this result. She had lost count of how many times she had been praised to such a high standard.

The full fit made the two of them lose control and couldn't stop the car at all...

But when they returned to the courtyard, Shen Rou was embarrassed. Zhou Huaiyue held her hand and sat on the sofa in the living room like an obedient primary school student, facing Chen Zhenhua and Zhou Chuzhuo.

On the tea table in the middle, there were two bags of sugar wrapped with the Chinese character "囍" on the fruit plate. The eye-catching and joyful red color was brought by Lu Qinglan.

"Mom, Dad, I have to be responsible for Roujiao, and I want to marry her." Zhou Huaiyue spoke first.

Even with the word "responsible", Shen Roujiao did not agree. Sleeping with him and being slept with by him were two-way relationships, and there was no such thing as who was responsible for whom.

Sex is not a result, it is a process, a process of enjoying love and being loved.

If we must emphasize responsibility, the process should be the responsibility of both parties.

"When will the wedding take place?"

Ever since they caught their son in an ambiguous relationship, Chen Zhenhua and Zhou Chuzhuo have discussed the marriages of their two children and even decided where to hold the wedding banquet.

"We want to get the marriage certificate first and hold the wedding later."

Zhou Huaiyue fought for this result. If it were up to Shen Roujiao, she wouldn't even want to receive the certificate.

She only wants love and doesn't want marriage, so she doesn't need a piece of red paper to protect her.

But Zhou Huaiyue said with red eyes that he needed her. He asked her: Have you never thought about being with him for the rest of your life? Will you let go of his hand whenever you don't want him anymore? Will you leave without looking back if you meet someone better? At the end of the questioning, Zhou Huaiyue cried, and cried very sadly.

His understanding of marriage is the persistence in times of trouble, the remembrance that cannot be destroyed by time and distance, and the mutual support over daily meals.

Zhou Huaiyue saw the good side.

He didn't know that in Shen Roujiao's previous life, marriage meant the couple were separated by distance and spent less time together, the mutual abuse when one party forced the other to divorce in order to remarry, the heartless relationship of never seeing each other again, and the loneliness of being unable to fit into a reorganized family.

Shen Roujiao saw the bad side.

Later, it was not Zhou Huaiyue who convinced her, but his uncle Zheng Ju.

Zhou Huaiyue, who was so angry that he shed tears that day, ran to the Municipal Public Security Bureau under the pretext of going downstairs to buy vegetables, brought back a letter, and placed it in front of Shen Roujiao.

General content: Unmarried cohabitation is an illegal act that violates public order and good morals and is subject to the constraints and intervention of public security management regulations; there are many cases where unmarried cohabitation has led to people being convicted of hooliganism.

A line of words attached: Do not test the law.

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Is it so strict?

Shen Roujiao suddenly remembered Wang Jianxin's letter of report "Reporting that Shen Roujiao from this village and the educated youth Zhou Huaiyue had an improper relationship between a man and a woman": she made money to support a gigolo, and the two of them indulged in promiscuity every day, and she behaved like a female hooligan.

In an age where all cases are handled severely and quickly, those who can be sentenced or not must be sentenced, and those who can be arrested or not must be arrested. The crime of hooliganism is a serious crime that is both shameful and life-threatening.

Those who do business all know that they must never cross the red line, they should stand tall and make money, and they should not do anything illegal.

So Shen Roujiao compromised. After all, she didn't want her personal problems to affect the pharmaceutical factory's big business.

"Why? Is it that our family can't afford the betrothal gift, or that we don't have the money for the wedding?" Chen Zhenhua asked doubtfully. Which parent doesn't want their child to have a grand wedding? Why do they just get the marriage certificate secretly without going through with the formalities?

"Aunt Chen, my four brothers are still unmarried."

"Then..." The words "What are you so anxious about" almost came out of his mouth. It's not the girl's fault. It's all his son Zhou Huaiyue's fault for being too anxious.

Zhou Chuzhuo took Chen Zhenhua's hand, squeezed it gently, and said with a smile: "I think it's great. Young people can do whatever they want. As long as you are well, we will cooperate."

"Thank you, Dad."

"Thank you, uncle."

Chen Zhenhua shook off Zhou's father's hand and stood up. "You are the only good person. Everything is good to you."

"When they get married, they must listen to you." Zhou Chuzhuo followed Chen Zhenhua into the bedroom.

After a while, Zhou's mother came out with a box. One of the boxes contained jade jewelry that Grandma Huaiyue left for her future grandson's daughter-in-law, and the other was a meeting gift from Chen Zhenhua to his daughter-in-law: a savings book with a balance of 30,000 yuan.

Excited Shen Roujiao immediately changed her words and called Chen Zhenhua "Mom".

The beautiful Ms. Zhenhua was so happy that she was thinking about buying a big gold bracelet for her well-behaved and sensible daughter-in-law.

At night, Zhou Huaiyue sneaked into Shen Roujiao's room, saying he was going to massage her waist, but sparks flew during the massage and the couple continued to have sex until late at night.

The next day, after breakfast, Zhou's father called his son into the bedroom, stuffed a stack of things into him, and asked Zhou Huaiyue to read the instructions carefully.

There are three words clearly written on the paper packaging, and the instructions on the back say to wash it clean, wipe it dry and store it after use, sprinkle it with talcum powder, and store it in a small box for next use.

"Dad, I don't need this." Zhou Huaiyue looked confident and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Zhou Chuzhuo excitedly pulled his son and asked in a very secretive tone, "Did you guys agree to have a baby?"

"No, I can diagnose and avoid it."

Uh!

There are other benefits to learning Chinese medicine.

Zhou Huaiyue was not exaggerating. His grandmother once personally passed him a book on the pulse diagnosis of royal concubines, which contained a lot of knowledge related to the palace's diagnosis of ovulation, pregnancy, and fetal preservation in the harem.

When he was in middle school, he couldn't understand it; now, he doesn't need to understand it too much, and he can memorize the pulse prescription by heart.

He can tell whether it is the safe period by taking the pulse and where it needs to be washed and wiped and used again.

Zhou Chuzhuo couldn't help asking whether or not to use a condom. He later quietly asked Chen Zhenhua, who was also studying medicine. This made her laugh for a long time. She also teased him that as a father, he was very concerned about his son's happy life.

It was also from that day that Zhou Chuzhuo realized that not only his son could diagnose the safe period, but his wife could as well. This indirectly solved the knot in his heart that had been buried for many years. Why did he not give Huaiyue a brother or sister despite all his efforts? It turned out that it was the result of Chen Zhenhua's interference.

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At the same time, the dinner party in Beijing took effect, and soon several hospitals sent messages asking them to bring information about Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory to the hospital to fill out purchase lists.

Shen Roujiao, who never leaves empty-handed and can make three trips without making one, relies on her sweet talk and good manners to get along well with the contacts. After gradually getting familiar with them, she figured out the ins and outs. The pharmacies of major hospitals in Beijing have long been monopolized by large pharmaceutical companies and are basically the territory of national medicine. If it weren't for the connections behind Chen Zhenhua, Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory would not have been able to squeeze in.

Even though the share she got was very low, Shen Roujiao was content and grateful as she could become familiar to others.

Although the competition in the stomach medicine market is extremely fierce, oral liquid medicine is still a blank spot in the market. The breakthrough success of planting nameless grass will undoubtedly greatly shorten the time it takes for oral liquid medicine to be put on the market.

Tang Zhipei's idea of ​​building an artificial greenhouse in Yunnan will provide a guarantee of medicinal materials for the successful development of the oral liquid.

It was urgent to set up a research and development team, and the task was passed around and around until it came to two students of Uncle Hong who were working on soup. They had been developing a Banxia cough-relieving oral liquid at a large pharmaceutical factory in the south: it was made up of Pinellia, Ephedra, and Bitter Almond, which could relieve cough and eliminate phlegm. It was mostly used for wind-cold cough, phlegm, and qi reversal. However, it failed to meet the qualified standards many times due to excessive microorganisms.

The project progressed slowly, on the one hand because there was no equipment in the country to produce 20 ml of oral solution at the time; on the other hand, the price of imported equipment was high, hundreds of thousands of US dollars, and the big pharmaceutical companies were unwilling to take the risk after considering the economic benefits of the drug.

These two points are not a problem at all for Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory.

Shen Roujiao chatted with them on the phone for about ten minutes. Having seen the famous scene of a big boss in Beijing spending 700,000 to buy a prescription, the other party expressed his willingness to come on the spot. He could start work as early as the end of November after completing the formalities.

Things went smoothly. By the end of October, Zhou Huaiyue and Shen Roujiao were about to return to Yunnan to prepare for the important work to be carried out at the pharmaceutical factory.

The day before the two were leaving the capital, Chen Zhenhua insisted on taking Shen Roujiao to Wangfujing.

Compared to the last time when he rode a bicycle, Zhou Huaiyue drove a sedan this time.

After getting off the car, Ms. Zhenhua, calling her mother tenderly, went straight to the gold jewelry counter.

"Daughter-in-law, choose a gold bracelet and mom will give it to you." Chen Zhenhua pointed to the few bracelets in the top row.

Families with good conditions would only spend two or three hundred yuan to buy three gold items: gold earrings, gold rings, and gold necklaces. Not many people would buy a gold bracelet worth eight or nine hundred yuan at the beginning, let alone a mother-in-law who brought her daughter-in-law. The salesperson praised with envy and without hatred: "There really are such good mothers-in-law in the world who buy such expensive gold bracelets for their daughters-in-law."

The salesperson took out the three bracelets from the counter and placed them one by one in front of Shen Roujiao.

"Thank you for loving me, mom. Let's not spend money. I don't like wearing these." Roujiao took Chen Zhenhua's arm and tried to pull her away.

"Let's buy it together. Dad will pay." Ever since Zhou Chuzhuo returned to Beijing after going through hardships, he has shown his great talent in calligraphy and painting, and his works have become more and more popular.

Zhou Chuzhuo picked up the one with auspicious cloud patterns carved on it. It was simple and elegant. He put it on his mother's hand and looked at it from left to right. "Zhenhua, this one suits you very well. It is elegant and graceful. It looks especially beautiful on you."

"Dad picked this just because it looks good and suits Mom."

"Does it look good, son?" Chen Zhenhua stretched out his wrist in front of him, more like showing off than asking for his opinion.

"It looks good. My dad chose it. When have you not liked it? This is only suitable for Roujiao." As he spoke, Zhou Huaiyue put a dragon and phoenix bracelet on Shen Roujiao's wrist.

The salesperson looked at the family of four, each of whom loved his wife and said everything was good. "They are all good. The mother-in-law is pretty and the daughter-in-law is well-behaved. I only meet a few families as good as yours every year."

The Zhou family has a tradition of loving their wives. Whenever Zhou Chuzhuo looks at Chen Zhenhua, he is filled with deep love. He has only loved her in his life and has always loved her in visible and invisible ways. When it comes to loving people, Zhou Huaiyue still has a lot of room for improvement.

After buying the bracelet, Roujiao wanted to buy a lipstick for Chen Zhenhua. Zhou Chuzhuo and Zhou Huaiyue, father and son, did not follow her and stood at the entrance on the first floor waiting.

Suddenly, a voice came, "Uncle! Huaiyue! What a coincidence."

Looking up, Zhou Huaiyue was shocked.