Chapter 136 Diplomacy
After becoming a graduate student, Shen Xiaoyue obviously felt that her life was much more difficult than before.
Unlike sitting on campus as she had imagined, she ran all day long.
After the announcement of reform and opening up, more attention was paid to English learning, and Teacher Peng also became busy.
I spent less time in Beijing and almost always followed Teacher Peng everywhere.
Teacher Peng was very supportive of her goal and took her to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to see the world.
Shen Xiaoyue then discovered that compared with English translation level, psychological quality and adaptability are more important for diplomatic translation.
The diplomatic interpreter who originally only appeared on TV was now standing right in front of him. Facing some deliberately distorted words, he remained neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke with all his might.
Her heart was pounding, but she didn't have time to think about it. She kept writing with the pen in her hand.
In order to train Shen Xiaoyue, Teacher Peng asked her to record the conversations between leaders and the translator's translation during the trip.
Shen Xiaoyue held the notebook, feeling a little embarrassed: "Teacher Peng, I don't remember the rest, I didn't finish it."
Teacher Peng took her notebook, glanced at it, and nodded calmly: "It's great that you can remember so much for the first time."
The senior student behind her glanced at her and whispered to her, "The fact that Teacher Peng didn't scold you means he's really good. The first time I followed him here, I got scolded like a bastard."
The students under his guidance will represent the face of the country in the future, so Teacher Peng is very strict with them.
Apart from their daily research assignments, almost every day I either take them to the library to improve their knowledge reserves or take them to lectures.
This time, after going to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to see the world, I became more aware of my own shortcomings.
After I came back, I tried to translate the leader’s speeches every day, revising and improving them over and over again, and practicing with my senior classmates.
After a period of time, the level has improved a lot.
It was a rare occasion that Teacher Peng was on a business trip, so she gave them a few days off. Lu Ping'an came back to find her, exhausted, and found that she was still lying in the yard with a radio in her arms, learning English, but she fell asleep while studying.
A half-yellow, half-green leaf swayed and fell to the ground.
"The weather is getting colder, and I don't know how to wear thicker clothes."
Lu Ping'an babbled on and put a coat on her, then turned off the radio.
Shen Xiaoyue wasn't asleep to begin with, and woke up almost as soon as he moved.
"Well, you're back." She rubbed her eyes, yawned, stood up, and leaned on him. "I went to see Teacher Shi a few days ago. She gave me some dragon beard candies. They're on the table."
"Eat later, wife, you've lost a lot of weight."
Lu Ping'an frowned, hugged her from behind, held her in his arms, and took her back to the recliner.
Shen Xiaoyue has been busy since school started. She usually eats in the cafeteria in a hurry and eats a few bites of food that are tasteless. If you go too late, there will be no trace of meat.
I didn’t have time before and didn’t let Lu Ping’an come back. After more than a month, at first glance, his cheeks were slightly sunken.
He buried his head in Shen Xiaoyue's neck and shoulders and sniffed hard, smelling the familiar fragrance, which relieved a lot of his fatigue from sitting on the train all day.
He kept mumbling: "Why don't you let me come back? Now that the people have been recruited and the formalities have been completed, there is no need for me anymore. Taozi and Xiaofeng can take care of other things."
"When I'm not at home, you just eat a few bites of food without even going out to eat. If I come back later, you'll be skinny as a skeleton."
Shen Xiaoyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do you always want to be a cook? Isn't it a waste of your talent to let you open a factory? Liu Feng and Guo Tao will scold you to death."
She paused for a moment, and slapped the hands around her in an embarrassed and angry tone, "Where are you touching?"
Lu Ping'an said shamelessly: "Let me check if you have lost weight here."
He smacked his lips and said, "I've lost weight everywhere."
He can tell whether it feels right or how much weight has been lost just by touching it.
"Luckily, I just thought that you would be too lazy to even cook noodles at home, so I bought some meat."
The big hand moved down and patted the butt that fell on his legs: "Get up, don't lie there, your husband will make you something delicious."
Shen Xiaoyue lifted her eyelids and glared at him gently: "Who's lying?"
She just got up! He was clearly dragged back.
Lu Pingan raised his hands in surrender: "I'll stay here. I'll go cut the vegetables first. You can sleep for a while."
"I just got off the train. Aren't you tired? Let's take a rest first."
“Not tired.”
He slept all night on the train and opened his eyes when it was almost time to leave. He felt a little tired after sitting alone for so long, but now he was in high spirits.
"Hey, hey, don't. Grandma Wang asked me to go to her place for lunch at noon. Did you buy a lot? If you bought a lot, just fry some meatballs and bring them over."
When I came back yesterday, I met Grandma Wang. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Seeing that she had lost a lot of weight, Grandma Wang insisted that she go over for lunch at noon.
She didn't stay in Dahe Village for a few days during the holiday, and she hadn't eaten fried meatballs for a long time, so she was a little craving for it.
"Enough."
The round meatballs fluttered in the hot oil, filling the air with fragrance. Not long after, there was a knock on the door.
Shen Xiaoyue ran to open the door.
"Girl, is it Xiao Lu who is back?" Grandma Wang stood at the door with a smile on her face. "As soon as I smelled the aroma of meat, I knew it must be Xiao Lu who is back. He has been away for more than a month, and I haven't smelled any fire in your house."
Shen Xiaoyue said coquettishly: "No way."
"Then are you coming over at noon? My old man is just making his specialty, sweet and sour pork."
"Come on, we'll come over after Ping An fries the meatballs."
When Grandma Wang heard this, she waved her hands and said, "Oh, don't bother. You guys can keep the meatballs for yourself. I've prepared a lot of them."
Shen Xiaoyue hugged her arms and said softly, "Ping An said that thanks to you two elders taking care of me, I want to ask you to give us a chance to show our abilities."
"Okay, okay, then I'll go back first and wait for food later." Grandma Wang laughed happily.
Back in the kitchen, the warm sunlight shone through the window onto Lu Ping'an's face, making even his hair turn golden.
He stared intently at the contents of the pot, and when he noticed Shen Xiaoyue coming back, he turned around and smiled at her.
He looked so warm that Shen Xiaoyue inexplicably wanted to walk up and hug him.
Thinking of this, she did so and wrapped her arms around his strong waist.
The lines under his hands were undulating, and his thin muscles didn't look strong, but the explosive power contained in them made her blush just thinking about it.
After not seeing each other for more than a month, she missed...
As soon as his cheek touched his back, Lu Pingan stepped back a little: "Hey, wife, don't stand here, or the oil will explode on your hands."
The oil droplets are blind. They pop and bounce onto your arms, causing blisters.
Shen Xiaoyue: …
He can really ruin the atmosphere when he opens his mouth.
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