After working for a week, Shen Anning had almost re-adapted to the intensity of the work. This year, in addition to teaching and seeing patients at school, she also joined a new research group with Professor Cheng. Many Chinese medicine prescriptions require boiling and simmering, which is very time-consuming and energy-consuming. Some Chinese medicinal materials can be made into pills without affecting the efficacy. This is a very important aspect of the reform that Chinese medicine has faced in the past two years.
In mid-May, the twins, who were already over half a year old, could already roll over. The elder brother Yuanbao was a little lazy, but he had two older brothers who loved to play and make trouble at home. The little guy's laziness was cured by his two brothers. Every day when Shen An Ning returned home, all she saw was Yuanbao with tears in his eyes and Tangyuan who was full of energy.
The twins are one quiet and one active. Apart from their appearance and the times when they are about to eat or poop, the two babies have somewhat distinct personalities at other times.
After the weather got warmer, Shen Anning drove to and from get off work every day, which also made it convenient for her to go to school.
After a final check of the ward, she found that several of the patients she was treating had recovered well in the past few days. Now is not like in later generations, where many people still rely on traditional Chinese medicine, especially patients who need to take long-term medication, who are mainly treated with traditional Chinese medicine.
At half past six, I sorted out all the medical records on hand and told the nurse on duty about the patients who needed attention that night.
"Doctor Shen, don't worry, we will pay attention. We are not busy at night during this period. We will definitely complete the tasks you have assigned with quality and quantity."
"Okay, I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow morning. Thank you for your hard work."
"Thank you, Sister Shen. Oh, by the way, take this back for your Yuanbao and Tangyuan to play with. This little tiger was sewn by my mother. Aren't your twins born in the year of the tiger? This is for your baby to play with."
Taking the little tiger doll handed over by the nurse, it was obvious that it was made with care and was very delicate. Shen Anning estimated that the two sons at home would definitely like it, "Thank you, Xiaomeng, I'll bring you an extra beef pie tomorrow morning."
On the way home, Shen Anning saw someone selling fruits. Thinking of the two little ones at home who had been eating supplementary food recently and today was Friday, she bought a few bunches of bananas and two boxes of strawberries.
Sure enough, when she got home with the bananas, all the children in the family, whether they could walk or not, took a fancy to the food in her hand.
"Mom, mom."
“Auntie, auntie.”
"Alright, alright, here, little Cao Siheng, take your brother over there and wash the strawberries. Don't get your clothes wet."
Each of them ate a banana, and Peanut took Little Melon Seed to the pool to wash strawberries. They ate while washing and played in the water. They were so happy.
The family was having dinner together in the evening with the TV on. A piece of news made everyone put down their chopsticks.
"Why is the fire in the Northeast forest so serious?"
"That's right. A large area of the forest burned, and the mountains are connected to each other. This location is quite close to Gengjiatun. I wonder if the villagers are okay."
The news at this time is all delayed. The wildfire in the afternoon has not been completely extinguished yet. You can imagine how wide the burning area is. In addition, there are still many dead branches and leaves on the mountain. When the wind blows, a mountaintop will be blown away. . . .
When Shen Anning heard the news, her heart beat so fast that she pushed the man next to her and said, "Let's call the village. Even if no one is in the village committee or the school, there must be people in the village." Ever since the two villages produced several college students in the first college entrance examination, and later during the National Day holiday, those children have all risen up and set up cooperatives to do specialty business in Beijing. The lives of the villagers have been getting better and better. Now every household has a bicycle, and many children have been sent to school in town.
Cao Jingheng took out the phone book and first called the village committee of Gengjiatun.
"Hello, who are you looking for? This is the Gengjiatun Village Committee."
"The old village chief?"
Shen Anning took the phone and said, "Old Village Chief, this is Anning. I just saw the news that there was a fire on the mountain over there. What's the situation now? I hope everyone in the village is fine."
The old village chief, Geng Yue’s grandfather, would come to Beijing with his son and daughter-in-law to live for a few days during the winter and summer vacations. His granddaughters and grandsons were all promising, and the family was doing well, with a new house built. However, the old man still couldn’t leave his hometown, so he was willing to stay in the village. He would be happier when he saw his fellow villagers living better and better lives.
"Hey, An Ning, there's nothing wrong in the village. It's just that the mountain next to us is on fire. We haven't dared to go to Black Mountain these years. Everyone has contracted other hills and land to plant trees and other things. Our back mountain is fine. It's just that the fire is on the side and top of Black Mountain. It hasn't spread to the bottom yet. The soldiers from the county fire brigade have all come here, and a group of strong laborers from the village have also gone to help dig the fire line. Don't worry, the village is fine."
Hearing that Black Mountain was on fire, Father Shen leaned over to the phone and asked, "Old Village Chief, is this Black Mountain also called Panlong Mountain?"
Grandpa Geng was stunned for a moment. He was the only one in the room, but he still spoke in a much lower voice. "Yes, this happened many years ago. It was renamed Black Mountain before the reform and opening up. The name Panlong Mountain is too eye-catching, and there may be tombs of ancient figures on the mountain. An Ning's father, you are a historian, is this what you want to ask?"
"You're the one who knows what's going on. If anything happens over there, please give me a call. I'll also give you the phone number for my school office."
The fire did not affect the villagers, so everyone was not so worried. However, Shen Anning thought of the simple map that Liu Xiaohua gave her ten years ago. That map should have avoided the landmines and bombs buried by bandits and Japanese invaders on the mountain.
This huge fire affected more than a dozen hilltops and a vast forest that stretched as far as the eye could see. Also because of this fire, the history of Panlong Mountain was brought up again, and Father Shen received a notice from the Beijing archaeological team.
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