Lu Qing'er thought maliciously, only to hear her husband complain beside her: "If you don't want to take it, then don't buy so much. I told you that we already have all these things at home, such as mooncakes, snacks, and so on. Don't we have all the benefits handed down here? Look at you, you bought all these again."
Gu Fujun looked at the things in his hand, including the whole box of Red Fuji apples. This thing was very heavy.
Looking at the other things, almost all of them were bought by Lu Qing'er for herself, and none of them were hers.
He bought it, and now he's complaining about being tired from carrying it. He's a grown man, and even if he takes care of her, he doesn't have eight arms, so how can he carry so many things?
But Lu Qing'er was furious and said, "Gu Fujun, are you still a man? It's a big holiday, and you're so fussy about buying something for your woman?"
As she spoke, she wiped away her tears in grievance.
Gu Fujun was extremely busy on weekdays, so she had to buy everything herself and couldn't rely on him at all.
The store in the camp was small and had few items, so it was inconvenient for her to go out alone. She finally waited until he was free today and could finally accompany her out for a stroll. In her joy, she bought some extra things, but ended up complaining.
Thinking about the girl Yalan I met just now, she is so grown up, but she can still act like a child, playing with lanterns and eating candied haws.
Look at yourself again, what kind of life you are living.
Lu Qing'er couldn't help but burst into tears and cried, "You heartless man, I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes just by following you."
Gu Fujun suddenly felt overwhelmed. He looked around and saw that no one was passing by. He hurriedly said, "Hey... don't cry, okay, okay, I'll get it! I've already taken it by myself, okay? Stop crying, you're making fun of yourself."
The last words reminded Lu Qing'er that she had just cried like a shrew, and she no longer had the grace and gentleness she once had. She quickly stopped crying, but she was still upset inside. With a cold face and tears in her eyes, she turned around and left without saying a word.
Behind him, Gu Fujun stood there helplessly for a long time.
There were so many things that he really couldn't carry them all by himself.
But we couldn't just leave all the things here, so after waiting for a long time, we finally caught a soldier who helped us bring the things back to the village.
When he returned home, Lu Qing'er had already gone to bed in a huff. After Gu Fujun packed up his things, he felt very unhappy and had no mood to coax her, so he went to bed on his own.
Lu Qing'er was so angry that her heart felt blocked and she cried silently under the quilt.
Why? How is she worse than Qie Yalan? Why can she be so happy while she has to live such a life with such a rough guy.
The next day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a rare day for the family to reunite.
Mom was busy in the kitchen, and Dad was helping.
The old man took his granddaughter with him and took out some precious ancient Chinese medicine manuscripts when he had some free time.
There are several copies of the same handwritten book in her hometown, which her grandfather specially sent to the post office for her to bring back.
Because of this, she was robbed by gangsters on her way back home and almost lost such a precious thing.
Yi Yalan thought, fortunately the epidemic has passed, and she was not going to tell it out and make her parents worry.
Now Mr. Qi found a few more books, and she was a little puzzled.
Then I heard the old man's earnest teaching, "Xiao Lan, Chinese medicine is the treasure of our Chinese nation. We must learn it well and carry it forward in the future. Don't you understand?"
"I know this, Grandpa." Xiao Yalan nodded. Since the day she started learning Chinese medicine, almost every teacher has said this. It has become a cliché.
But the old man frowned and said, "Son, you don't understand. Fewer and fewer people are studying Chinese medicine these days. People are becoming more and more eager for quick profits, which is not good. Take this handwritten copy of the Treatise on Febrile Diseases, for example. Grandpa had a hard time finding it. I sent you a copy a while ago. Now, Grandpa asks you, how much of Zhang Zhongjing's Treatise on Febrile Diseases, which has been circulated for nearly a thousand years, have you read and how much do you understand?"
These words made Yi Yalan blush.
"Grandpa, I... I didn't think about becoming a military doctor before, so I didn't take a closer look. I will take a closer look later."
He could see that his granddaughter was embarrassed, but it was obvious that she didn't understand what he meant yet.
Grandpa Zhuo didn't get angry either. He just said patiently, "Xiaolan, Grandpa has high expectations for you. Although you are a girl, in Grandpa's opinion, your future achievements will definitely not be inferior to any man. Being a military doctor is good, but its goal is not just to save the dying and the wounded, and to serve the country and the family. If you want to learn it well, you must learn it thoroughly, apply it, and carry it forward, which will also bring glory to the country. This is the glory that Grandpa hopes you can achieve in the future!"
The old man's last words were powerful and resounding.
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