Teacher Xue shook his head: "There's no need for apprenticeship. The situation is still unclear. I just want to pass on the family's traditional techniques and not let them harm you!"
Seeing that Teacher Xue seemed reluctant, Yao Tongjia nodded: "Then I'll still call you Teacher Xue. How can I learn from you in the future?"
"I heard you don't live at school? Do you live nearby?"
"Three people in my family are in college, so we rented a house together so we can take care of each other!"
"Who's at home? I don't mean anything by it, it's just that I live alone in my dorm, and it's not appropriate for you to come to my dorm every day. If it's convenient for you at home, I can come to your home to teach you!"
Yao Tongjia looked around and wanted to suggest working in the office, but Teacher Xue shook her head: "The office won't work. People come and go, and it's easy for something to happen!"
Seeing Teacher Xue's lingering fear, Yao Tongjia felt a pang of sadness: "I have a younger brother, my boyfriend, my mother, and the landlord at home."
Hearing that there were both men and women among the visitors, Teacher Xue felt relieved: "It's good that there are so many people. No one will gossip about me when I visit your home! Go home today and tell your family that I'll be coming over tonight from now on!"
Yao Tongjia stood up: "How about you come to my place for dinner tonight, teacher? I'll go back at noon and tell my mom that you can come to my house for dinner from now on!"
"No need, no need, I can eat at the school cafeteria just the same!"
"You're going to pass on your family's skills to me. If I can't become your apprentice, does that mean I'm not your disciple in your heart?"
If it were a former master and apprentice, they would be treated like one's own children or nephews, and there wouldn't be such formalities.
Teacher Xue nodded: "Then I'll come over to teach you from now on. When the time is right, I'll come to your house for a meal, but I'll bring you your own food!"
"No need, no need, teacher. My family has connections that can buy cheap refined grains. Please don't bring any grains!" Yao Tongjia said, then checked the time and went straight to the classroom.
Yao Tongjia entered the classroom, only to find it already full. Wait, Zhan Mei and Meimei weren't there. Yao Tongjia thought to herself as she took out her textbook.
The woman sitting next to me, who looked like an older sister, leaned over and asked, "Tongjia, do you know why Meimei and Zhanmei aren't coming to class?"
This older sister is the current class monitor. There aren't many people in their TCM class. There were only twenty people before, but now that Zhan Mei and Mei Mei are no longer here, there are only 18 people left.
The eldest sister's name, Luo Wanru, seemed somewhat mismatched with her appearance. Yao Tongjia shook her head with a smile: "Sister Wanru, I don't know either. As the class monitor, did you hear any news?"
"I went to ask Teacher Xue the day before yesterday, and Teacher Xue said he would contact the parents and let me know. But when I went yesterday, Teacher Xue told me not to worry about it!"
"When I asked them what was wrong, Teacher Xue waved me away, as if it were something mysterious, so I didn't press them further."
They're now connected to spies, which must be scary for Teacher Xue. Teacher Xue can't tell Luo Wanru about it, but Yao Tongjia knows perfectly well: "If you're not allowed to ask, then don't ask!"
“Our TCM class was already short of people, only twenty were recruited, and now two people are missing. It feels really deserted!” Luo Wanru said in a rambling voice.
Yao Tongjia listened while reading. She thought that eighteen people was a good thing. More people meant more trouble. Among these eighteen people, only Luo Wanru and Yao Tongjia were women, and the rest were men.
The youngest is Yao Tongjia, who is not yet twenty years old, and the oldest is Luo Wanru, who is 35 years old. Perhaps she looks older than her age; Yao Tongjia feels that she looks 45 years old.
She used to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the village, and she also came from a remote area. However, she didn't know much about using silver needles, but she was quite knowledgeable about herbs.
It is said that her father was a herb gatherer, and she learned from him from a young age. Later, when the village was selecting doctors, she passed the exam to become a barefoot doctor.
Actually, their class consisted of barefoot doctors or people with some basic knowledge of medicine, and perhaps some of them came from families with a long history in medicine.
In the past, traditional Chinese medicine was a major target of suppression, and no one dared to ask about the past. After the turmoil, people still dared to report on traditional Chinese medicine, which undoubtedly shows their true love for it!
Yao Tongjia felt that learning this could cover up the purpose of her spiritual spring water, and since she genuinely liked it, and now that she had a dedicated master, she would study even more diligently in the future!
As the pleasant bell rang, the classroom door slowly opened, and a slightly plump elderly man walked in. This class was a professional course—pharmacology.
And this plump, white gentleman is the teacher who teaches this course.
He was clearly not young, but his mental state was exceptionally good, incomparable to that of Teacher Xue.
Although Teacher Xue is relatively young, he always exudes an aura of the setting sun, as if he might ascend to heaven at any moment.
However, the plump old man in front of me was full of vitality, as if time had been exceptionally kind to him.
Yao Tongjia couldn't help but sigh softly, thinking to herself, "This fat old man must not have undergone any cosmetic surgery, otherwise how could his face be so round and his complexion so good?"
She wondered to herself how this old man maintained himself so well. His head was full of gleaming silver hair, yet his face was free of any blemishes.
The key is that the skin not only looks elastic, but also fair and rosy, as delicate as a young girl's.
His face contrasted sharply with the white hair on his head, and coupled with the ever-present friendly smile on his face, it was impossible not to feel a sense of goodwill towards him!
Yao Tongjia couldn't help but fantasize about whether she could have a healthy and rosy complexion like his when she got old if she could devote herself to studying traditional Chinese medicine.
As Yao Tongjia quickly flipped through the book as instructed by the teacher, she was secretly pondering in her mind!
Sister Luo, sitting next to me, was now sitting up straight, her eyes fixed intently on the chubby old man on the podium.
Yao Tongjia gently shook her head, as if trying to shake off all the messy thoughts in her mind, and then concentrated all her energy to listen attentively to the lecture.
After all, she can't rely on Xiao Gengwu like she used to; she has to learn to rely on herself!
When studying a course you enjoy, time flies by. When Yao Tongjia returned home by bike at noon, the food was already on the table.
Everyone was sitting at the table, eagerly waiting for her. Yao Tongjia chuckled, "You guys go ahead and eat. Why are you starving while watching the food?"
"How can you talk like that? I was thinking of waiting for you to come back so we could have dinner together, did I expect something to go wrong?" Yao Yanxin said with a smile.
Seeing Yao Tongjia come out after washing her hands, Xiao Gengwu quickly pulled out a chair for her, and Yao Tongjia sat down: "Just eat, there's no need to wait!"
"It's better to wait for you to come and eat together!" Xiao Gengwu handed the chopsticks to Yao Tongjia, and secretly hooked her little finger with his pinky when no one was watching.
A sweet feeling spread through Yao Tongjia's heart, and she was reluctant to let go of his hand!
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