You won't let her do it?

Finding a description of a grass in thousands of books is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Without computers, we had to manually flip through the pages, searching and checking them one by one. In more than two months, we found more than 70 descriptions of the nameless grass just by flipping through the materials.

Just like the problem Zhou Huaiyue encountered when he found the flower crystal grass, the records in the book were not detailed enough, often only a few short sentences, and the accompanying pictures were also very simple, making it impossible to be sure. But science has no ambiguity.

The only thing we can do is to find the real object and make a comparison; then here comes the problem.

The first major characteristic of the nameless grass is that after being picked, it will quickly wilt and lose water if it is not kept moist. This means that it is impossible for all herbal medicine shops to have the real thing, and if you want to make a comparison, you must go into the mountains and conduct on-site inspections.

Zhou Huaiyue and another member of the research team were responsible for going to Fujian. According to the records in the classics, there are more than 20 kinds of grass that can be compared with the nameless grass.

Before leaving, Zhou Huaiyue called Shen Roujiao to report his work schedule. They had not been apart for such a long time since they got their marriage certificate. Zhou Huaiyue missed her so much that he couldn't sleep.

The original plan to hold the wedding after the New Year has now been completely disrupted. Things have been put together one by one like a puzzle, fitting together so tightly that the two have no time to breathe.

Not to mention that his second brother Shen Tiancheng was about to become a father, and their wedding had not yet taken place. Ever since the crackdown began, the two of them had been checked in the middle of the night many times when they stayed in hotels on business trips. Whenever the police asked for their marriage certificate, Zhou Huaiyue always felt guilty: as if the wedding was not held, it was not legitimate and he was a fake.

Now, look what happened, they are living apart directly, and the oral liquid is about to be on the market. Shen Roujiao's intention to do something big is written undisguisedly between the lines of her words. Why is it so difficult for Zhou Huaiyue to fulfill his small request of having a wedding?

"How long will you be gone?" Shen Roujiao asked. She missed him too.

"If everything goes well, it takes two weeks. If not, it will take about a month." There are more than 20 kinds of grass, but they are actually mainly distributed in three areas in Fujian. Their main job is to visit these places, find the nameless grass among those grasses, and determine its name.

"The approval documents for the oral solution have been sorted out. When your work over there is finished, I will wait for you to come back in Beijing and make delicious food for you. You and mom have been very busy recently."

Chen Zhenhua likes to eat skewers, and he must not eat anything that is not spicy. He is under a lot of work pressure, and he can only enjoy the flavor with strong flavors. Zhou Huaiyue likes the braised pork stewed by Shen Roujiao, which is tender, sticky, and greasy, and he feels particularly satisfied.

Unexpectedly, the unhappy Zhou Huaiyue directly refused, "I don't want to eat."

"Why are you unhappy? Are you tired?"

The last time we talked on the phone, his voice was full of fatigue. He said he was dizzy from flipping through books, which made me feel heartbroken.

"I miss you. We haven't been apart for this long. Nothing tastes good to me."

Sanhua Weitai's advertisements became popular all over the country through the Spring Festival Gala and movies. When the Sanhua brand became a household name and deeply rooted in people's hearts, the two had too many social engagements to count. People who surrounded them had various purposes, and it was difficult to tell whether they were real or fake. Socializing in a society where human relationships are important was more tiring than working.

Zhou Huaiyue could say no, but Shen Roujiao would not say no. He was also afraid that others would force her to drink, so he had to attend every event. As a result, he did not want Shen Roujiao to return to the capital, and even he himself did not want to go back.

He wanted to go back to Yunnan, to the small courtyard that belonged to the two of them. After work, they could plant flowers, chat, drink tea and paint, and their days would be peaceful and beautiful.

Zhou Huaiyue is not the only one who likes Yunnan and Dian. Since Gu Jingnian was promoted to mayor, they moved to Xiaonanchuan City. The yard in Benyuan County became the studio of the old man Chen Hongyu. He and his wife live there in winter and feel very comfortable.

The old man loved to play, and he always urged Zhou's father to move in as well, so that he would have someone to play chess, drink, and paint with.

The old man was good in every way except for one thing that Shen Roujiao disliked. He always secretly passed cigarettes to Zhou Huaiyue, and sometimes Zhou Huaiyue would not accept them, and sometimes he would. It was really a headache.

Although Chinese smokers have made great contributions to the country's military budget, the military budget and tobacco tax revenue are basically the same.

There is a saying circulating among the common people: You have one, I have one, one more Dongfeng missile; I smoke, I am proud, I donate cannons to the motherland.

Shen Roujiao actually had no objection to smoking, but what made her unhappy was that Zhou Huaiyue was persuaded to smoke. He didn't want to smoke but was persuaded to do so. This was not good.

"Eat me?" Shen Roujiao was always serious and would not speak for more than three seconds.

This question made Zhou Huaiyue, who was on the other end of the phone, blush. He glanced at Zhou's father who was reading in the yard, lowered his voice and whispered, "Don't provoke me. I'm so strong now."

His sneaky tone made Shen Roujiao laugh out loud, and she asked, "Wow, how strong is it?"

"Don't even think about going out for a few days." He said it very clearly, without any reservation at all.

"Oh, it's okay." It was a purely amusing tone.

Zhou Huaiyue didn't know what other people's wives were like, but his wife spoke of these things without any ambiguity. Not only did she say that Jing'er, who was as ferocious as a wolf when they met, was even more addicted than him.

"Alright? Okay, okay, Shen Roujiao, just wait for me." Why are you still so angry?

"What are you waiting for?" Zhou Chuzhuo walked into the room and happened to hear his son threatening Shen Roujiao. He immediately frowned and pointed at Zhou Huaiyue's nose and threatened: "If you dare to bully her, you wait for me."

The neighbors envy the old couple so much. Not only is their daughter-in-law good at making money, she is also filial and sensible. Even Chen Zhenhua, who had previously disagreed, treats her like a treasure. Because of Shen Roujiao, her dressing taste has improved dramatically. Every outfit is matched by her daughter-in-law, and the two of them often apply homemade Chinese herbal whitening masks together.

Not to mention, ever since Shen Roujiao came into the family, Chen Zhenhua has become visibly younger. Even her best friends secretly murmured, "How come you are getting younger and younger as you grow older?"

Shen Roujiao heard Zhou's father's voice on the other end of the phone and became playful. She shouted into the phone, "Dad, Huaiyue said he won't let me go out..."

Before she even said the word "door", Zhou Huaiyue hung up the phone. He was really impressed that she almost let the private conversation between the young couple out.

"Don't you let her do it?" Zhou Chuzhuo asked with a frown.

"Don't let her get tired." Zhou Huaiyue responded casually. When he looked up and met his father's disgusted eyes, he sighed and had to explain: "It's not what you think. She bullied me. You guys are used to her every day and you are lawless."

"She bullies you? She always thinks of you as the best. Don't be ungrateful."

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Speechless.

Zhou Huaiyue wanted to go back to Yunnan even more.

......

The trip to Fujian was not smooth. Although there were local herbalists as guides, the herbs they found were not what they were looking for.

Things are often evil in nature. The more anxious people are, the harder it is to find. The less they can find, the more anxious they become.

They had been in Fujian for almost a month, which was longer than expected. They had climbed over one mountain after another in the three regions.

It was hot and cold in the mountains in May. I had to put on and take off my clothes. It started to rain while I was walking in the mountains. I couldn't find a place to shelter from the rain, and my raincoat was soaked before I could even put it on.

Zhou Huaiyue climbed up the mountain this time, and his body was so good that the uncle who was traveling with him teased him, "You must be so charming to your wife when you go home."

Needless to say, thinking of Shen Rou's coquettish eyes, the excited Zhou Huaiyue started to have a high fever in the afternoon. He almost fainted at the end of the walk. He had no strength at all and vomited violently.

They couldn't go down the mountain, so the guide took them to a ranger's cabin. The experienced ranger glanced at Zhou Huaiyue's symptoms and said firmly, "He was bitten by a poisonous insect. Find the wound quickly and squeeze out the blood. I'll go pick some herbs."

The uncle who was traveling with him immediately tried to take off Zhou Huaiyue's clothes, but he held them tightly, mumbling, "Baby, don't be in a hurry. Take them off later."

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The guide was stunned at first, and after trying to hold back his laughter for a long time, he couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

There was no need to guess from the ambiguous tone. Zhou Huaiyue, who was feverish and confused, must have something shameful in his mind.

"No, it's urgent." The uncle didn't have time to joke with him. The poisonous insects in the mountains are very powerful. Some are very poisonous. The venom contains neurotoxins that can cause breathing difficulties or even respiratory failure. No jokes.

The uncle forcibly took off his shirt and vest, and looked for wounds on Zhou Huaiyue's body. After searching the front, he turned to the back and finally found a large red and swollen area on his neck. The wound was black in color.

"I guess he was bitten when he bent down to turn the grass."

Before entering the mountain, the guide specifically reminded him to tighten his trousers, cuffs, and collar, but he never expected that the poisonous insect would bite the back of his neck. He took a deep breath and said, "I need to make an incision to squeeze out the poisonous blood inside."

"Wash the knife and disinfect it with the white wine on the table." The uncle pointed at the knife on the guide's waist.

Zhou Huaiyue rolled over, and Shen Roujiao in front of him was staring at him with a smile. As she smiled, she clung to him like a snake, calling him "Brother Huaiyue" in a coquettish voice, kissing him from the ears to the neck, suddenly showing her two sharp teeth and biting him hard, "Ah! It hurts. Baby, don't bite me."

At this moment, the tip of the knife, which was soaked with high concentration of alcohol, cut into his blackened wound, and a stream of black blood flowed out.

"Bear with it." The uncle said as he squeezed the wound hard. Black blood oozed out. It was more serious than he had imagined.

"Roujiao, stop biting me, it really hurts." He didn't expect her to bite so hard, it hurt so much that he could hardly bear it.

The next second, Shen Roujiao, with a dark face, was lying on the hospital bed. Her round cheeks were sunken, her cheekbones were prominently high, she was thin beyond recognition, her eyes were empty and filled with dark shadows, and her body was plugged with various tubes, showing no life at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Huaiyue was so frightened that his legs went limp and he fell to his knees at the head of the bed with a thud.

But no matter how he shouted, Shen Roujiao on the hospital bed seemed to be dead, fallen into silence, without even the rise and fall of her breathing.

"Shen Roujiao, don't scare me." Zhou Huaiyue's voice was trembling.

"I didn't scare you. I didn't scare you."

The guide talked to Zhou Huaiyue who was in a trance, and brought some white wine to rinse the knife again. He handed it to the uncle, "I think you should cut deeper. The black blood hasn't been squeezed out completely."

The white vest that had been taken off was torn into several large pieces, two of which were covered in black blood.

When the knife came down again, Zhou Huaiyue didn't cry out, he was shaking with tears.

He saw with his own eyes that Shen Roujiao was angered to death by a man and a woman. The man had a slicked-back hair and his words were like poisoned arrows, piercing the patient's heart one after another; the woman was a ballet dancer, and as the murderer, she walked away with a figure-eight step, like a proud Donald Duck.

They couldn't see him, and when the couple left, Zhou Huaiyue grabbed Shen Roujiao's hand and asked in tears, "So, you can't dance ballet, right???"

But she died, died in a fantasy.