Chapter 77 The Deputy Political Commissar Visits
Song Zhan sat down opposite her and said coldly, "Anyway, nothing good ever comes of it."
He doesn't welcome political commissars, whether they are the principal or the deputy commissar.
Political Commissar Hao didn't come this time, probably because he wasn't very confident and wanted Zhou Lan to sound him out first.
Zhou Lan gave an awkward smile: "Battalion Commander Song...you're joking."
"Actually, I just wanted to chat with you guys. You know our political commissar's job isn't easy."
"Battalion Commander Song and Comrade Shen, if you encounter any difficulties in your lives, just tell me. I will definitely do my best to help."
Zhou Lan was clearly better at talking than Hao Mei. Instead of confronting Song Zhangang directly, she adopted a roundabout strategy.
Song Zhan didn't expose her, but he was too lazy to chat with her about everyday things.
Shen Wanjun poured Zhou Lan a cup of hot water: "Comrade Zhou, when will the honeycomb briquettes for our compound be delivered?"
Zhou Lan's lips twitched, thinking to herself, "I'm just being polite to you, but you really expect me to solve your problems?"
She said, "That depends on when the bridge is repaired. I can't solve this problem."
Shen Wanjun said "oh," and then said she would help, but couldn't solve the problem.
If you can't solve it, just say so. Don't act all warm-hearted.
Shen Wanjun then asked, "When will the service center be able to restock?"
Zhou Lan shook her head, "I can't solve this problem either."
“Now everyone’s food supplies are running low, this can’t go on.”
Shen Wanjun wanted to be a good person, so she took out the items from her spatial storage.
But the origin of those things was unclear, and she was afraid that her good intentions would harm Song Zhan and herself.
She couldn't solve the problem herself, so she could only pin her hopes on Zhou Lan.
Zhou Lan said for the third time, "I can't solve this problem either."
After saying that, he probably felt he had gone a bit too far, so he added, "But I'll try to give feedback to the higher-ups and urge them on."
Who knows how little food she had left, but these things really weren't within her scope of business.
Shen Wanjun felt she had nothing to talk about with Zhou Lan, but then saw Song Juan busy knitting a sweater.
She asked, "Can my sister attend the literacy class in the compound?"
"Or any other class will do."
Zhou Lan glanced at Song Juan. "Is she illiterate?"
Song Juan frowned. "You're the illiterate one. Your whole family is illiterate."
"No, she has already learned a lot of words, and she can read newspapers without much trouble now."
Zhou Lan asked curiously, "Who taught her that?"
Shen Wanjun said, "I taught my lover at the same time."
Zhou Lan's eyes showed admiration: "Comrade Shen, you are indeed a cultured person."
No wonder she wouldn't let Song Zhan go to the literacy class; it turns out he could learn at home.
After chatting with Shen Wanjun for a while, Zhou Lan agreed to let Song Juan go to the literacy class.
But Song Juan refused, saying, "I'm not illiterate anymore."
Zhou Lan smiled and said, "Then you can enroll in elementary school after the business opens."
Song Juan didn't know how to answer. She didn't want to go to school; she wanted to stay home and take care of her brother and sister-in-law.
But when Shen Wanjun asked her before, she did not refuse.
So Shen Wanjun thought Song Juan would be happy to go to school, but she didn't expect her to keep a long face and not say anything.
Huang Ya suddenly spoke up: "Song Juan is now my apprentice, helping me with my work."
Song Juan was taken aback. What apprentice? How come she didn't know?
Zhou Lan: "Dr. Huang should know that doctors must report to their superiors when taking on apprentices."
Private exchanges would be considered a bourgeois teacher-student relationship.
Huang Ya sat down casually: "I know, Song Juan doesn't ask for a salary, she just helps me out."
“Once she finishes her exams and becomes a barefoot doctor, I will naturally report it to my superiors.”
Song Juan: What exam? What will it test?
She couldn't understand a single word Dr. Huang was saying.
Shen Wanjun and Song Zhan were momentarily stunned, but then they realized that Huang Ya was willing to teach Song Juan and lead her onto the broad road of healing and saving lives.
The look in Song Zhan's eyes when he looked at Huang Ya was no longer one of annoyance, but full of admiration.
Shen Wanjun secretly poured Huang Ya another cup of spiritual spring water.
She secretly wondered if the spiritual spring water had played a role in Huang Ya's ability to save himself from being trapped under the rubble last time.
Shen Wanjun's family now uses Lingquan water for everything, including food, drink, and water, and they also use it when entertaining Huang Ya.
Zhou Lan said dismissively, "Don't be so sure of yourself. She might not even pass the exam."
"My niece took the test several times, but failed each time."
Although Song Zhan often criticized Song Juan, that didn't mean others could bully his sister at will.
"My sister isn't your niece."
The implication is that while your niece is your niece, my sister is quite formidable.
Zhou Lan knew Song Juan's background all too well; she was just a country girl.
He's become incredibly arrogant after only learning a few words.
Her niece only has an elementary school diploma, and she couldn't even pass the exam, so why could Song Juan pass?
Is it because she's arrogant? Is it because she has Huang Ya mentoring her?
Hmm, this... seems like it might actually work.
Zhou Lan suppressed her disparaging remarks about Song Juan and instead smiled at Huang Ya, saying, "Dr. Huang, do you need an assistant? My niece is clever and quick-witted; she can definitely help you."
Huang Ya: "So clever and quick-witted, how come you didn't pass the barefoot doctor's exam?"
Zhou Lan: ...
That person speaks rudely.
"She...she had her period that day, and the stomach pain affected her performance."
Zhou Lan made up a reason, and Huang Ya didn't call her out on it.
These days, the country is facing a severe shortage of medical personnel, especially in rural areas where barefoot doctors are extremely scarce.
Therefore, the difficulty of the relevant exams is actually not that high.
Barefoot doctors were usually recommended by the commune or production brigade and would participate in short-term training organized by the county commune health center, which typically lasted three to six months.
Learn basic knowledge of both traditional Chinese and Western medicine, including acupuncture, herbal medicine, and midwifery.
Upon completion of the course, the county health bureau will issue a "barefoot doctor certificate".
Zhou Lan chatted with Shen Wanjun for a while longer, but when there was nothing left to talk about, she stood up and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
She had assumed that the young couple would have various conflicts that required his mediation.
Surprisingly, Song Zhan didn't say a single bad word about Shen Wanjun throughout the entire process; he only praised her.
Even something as small as Shen Wanjun liking his noodles can be praised for ages.
Shen Wanjun has taken care of Song Zhan for so long without any complaints.
He even shamelessly claimed that he would recover to normal very soon.
Zhou Lan glanced at Song Zhan; it was no wonder he could never live without those crutches.
Being able to stand up is already a miracle, but some people greedily hope that miracles will happen to them again and again.
How is that possible?
Zhou Lan walked into the yard and suddenly said, "These honeycomb briquettes you've been leaving out like this are taking up a lot of space. I'll help you stack them up."
Without waiting for Shen Wanjun to refuse, he immediately started working.
Huang Ya and Song Juan wanted to step forward to help, but Shen Wanjun stopped them.
Zhou Lan's mention of honeycomb briquettes only proves that Zhong Chuchu is up to her old tricks again.
Zhou Lan's visit today was definitely to conduct an inspection; the previous casual conversation was just a formality.
Shen Wanjun pretended to offer to help, but Zhou Lan quickly refused, saying, "I can manage on my own."
There weren't many honeycomb briquettes left in the house, and Zhou Lan quickly finished checking them.
She even checked the holes in the honeycomb briquettes, but found nothing.
Song Juan leaned closer and asked, "Comrade Zhou, what are you looking for?"
Huang Ya: "Do you want me to help you find it?"
Zhou Lan felt embarrassed and wanted to find somewhere to hide. Had they noticed something?
She thought she was pretending very naturally, but in fact, her disguise was full of flaws.
A good family has a deputy political commissar who helps his comrades build honeycomb briquettes.
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