Chapter 158 She Always Thinks About Her Mother
Huaihua Village is hundreds of kilometers away from here. It is extremely hot there in autumn, but the temperature here has dropped in autumn. This is probably because the little guy has never experienced such a cold winter, so his resistance cannot be improved.
Yan Qiu also felt distressed, "When will your small body be healed?"
"Should we put on some plaster?"
"What is plaster?" Jiang Xiaoxiao's curiosity started again.
Yan Qiu patiently explained, "Plaster is a traditional Chinese medicine..." She told the story from the origin of traditional Chinese medicine to the country's five thousand years of national heritage, and the little one listened with great interest.
"It turns out to be so interesting. It makes me want to learn Chinese medicine!" Jiang Xiaoxiao sat there and never stopped talking until she shocked the audience.
Yan Qiu paused.
A question popped up in my mind.
Could it be that Xiao Mengya also has a talent for Chinese medicine?
Yan Qiu corrected, "It's not right to study Chinese medicine, it's to study Traditional Chinese Medicine."
Old lady Qi’s DNA genes have moved!
She stretched out her hand excitedly, "Little girl, do you want to learn Chinese medicine?" Her mother's family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners for generations, but she didn't like it very much and ended up only learning the basics.
My parents are old and own a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, but it has no pillar. They go there once a week for consultation, and there is a constant line of patients queuing up.
It’s not that Chinese medicine students in Chinese medicine hospitals are not good enough.
It’s just that the subject of Traditional Chinese Medicine is relatively difficult to learn. After all, it has accumulated five thousand years of heritage. A lot of knowledge in books is different from actual operations, and it requires certain techniques and skills to master.
It’s just like some words have multiple pronunciations and multiple explanations.
The same is true for traditional Chinese medicine.
One medicine, many different uses.
Different dosages and different combinations will make all the difference. Old Mrs. Qi doesn't have that ability. She only sees patients for minor illnesses occasionally. In fact, she is not as good as her parents at treating major illnesses.
"Yeah, I kind of want to learn it. I think it's very interesting." Jiang Xiaoxiao said truthfully.
There was a gleam in Old Mrs. Qi's eyes.
My parents have been getting older in recent years. They are now 90 years old and are getting worse day by day. Maybe because they have saved many people, they are still healthy and are not bedridden.
They always say that a traditional Chinese medicine hospital cannot survive without a pillar.
No matter how outstanding a student is, they cannot satisfy them. Maybe... we can send Jiang Xiaoxiao over and try.
This matter still needs to be agreed with Xiaoxiao. Go there and study for a few days to see if you can endure the hardship. If you can't, you can only say that it's not your destiny. Mrs. Qi didn't rush it. Instead, she said, "Then grandma will send you to a place to study for a few days. If you like it, continue. If you don't like it, we will come back. How about it?"
"Okay!" Jiang Xiaoxiao loves studying the most.
After a while, the car slowly stopped.
The group walked into the piano class. They originally wanted to have a 1v1 session, but the private teachers were all busy these days. There was no other way, so as Jiang Xiaoxiao was expecting them, they chose to let her go directly to the class.
They specially selected a piano class consisting entirely of children aged five or six.
If they join in the middle, some will not be able to keep up. The piano classroom has informed them of this in advance. The Jiang family naturally does not care and still chooses to go. The piano classroom only knows that there will be a new student.
But I don’t know who will come.
When a group of people came in, he was stunned.
He blinked, his eyes fell on Jiang Xiaoxiao, and he chuckled, "Um... Jiang Xiaoxiao, right? This is Xiaoxiao's seat..." The classroom was very large, and each school had a piano.
This is also the reason why it is expensive.
Instead of students taking turns to play, each student has his or her own piano.
Jiang Xiaoxiao said in a baby voice, "Okay, thank you, teacher."
She got off the bed, turned around and talked to them one by one, then walked to the piano.
There are many cases involving piano lessons. At first, I was worried that the children would make noise when they came to school. After all, they were only five or six years old, and it was normal for some children to make noise.
After a few days, the child no longer gets angry and the parents stop doing it.
But this was the first time I'd seen so many parents in a piano classroom, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous, worried that Jiang Xiaoxiao would become spoiled and difficult to deal with because she was being pampered...
There are so many parents, if one of them does something wrong, I have to speak softly...
Teachers are under tremendous pressure.
Fortunately, after more than ten minutes of class, the teacher changed his mind.
He found that Jiang Xiaoxiao was not as difficult as he had imagined. On the contrary, she was very docile. If she didn't understand something, she would raise her hand and say, "Teacher, I don't know how to do this~"
"Teacher, how do you play that part? Can you demonstrate it again?"
"Is this how you finger it, teacher?"
"Teacher, why is it like this? Can I use irregular fingering? If it's irregular, I won't be able to play the sound I should..." and other similar questions. Jiang Xiaoxiao's little head seemed to be filled with a hundred thousand whys.
The teacher was a little upset.
After answering all the questions one by one, Jiang Xiaoxiao said politely, "Thank you teacher for your answers. I learned it."
After a few minutes he started asking questions again.
He is a student who likes to learn a lot. This is the first time I have seen such a studious student. He wants to get to the bottom of things and will not stop until he understands the questions. The teacher pinched his brows and almost started from the origin of piano.
Ding-ling-ling——
The teacher has never loved the sound of the bell so much.
He smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, regarding this issue, I recommend you a few books. After reading them, you will have a deeper understanding of piano..." because the teacher teaches at a relatively low level.
I didn't find anything special about Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"Thank you, teacher." Jiang Xiaoxiao grinned and laughed happily.
She learned a lot today.
I've grown up a little bit!
Jiang Xiaoxiao ran to Qi Jinchen happily. Her two pigtails were so cute, but they were a little long. Children's hair grows so fast. Qi Jinchen rubbed his head and said, "Let's go get a haircut?"
"Do you want to cut my hair like last time?" Jiang Xiaoxiao tilted her head.
"Well, yes." Qi Jinchen replied.
Jiang Xiaoxiao pouted, covered her head, and said cautiously, "Can I not cut it..."
The cute and antic action made the others laugh. Yan Qiu was curious, "Why?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes. "I saw a piece of news before, saying that girls look exactly like their mothers when they grow up. My mother has long hair, which reaches her waist..."
"I want to raise her. When she grows up, I can see what her mother looks like, and it will be faster to find her."
They were all silent.
Qi Jinchen didn't expect that although little Mengya looked happy, she actually never forgot to look for her mother.
No matter what I do, the first thing I think of is to find my mother.
He felt a little sad, not wanting to make the atmosphere too heavy, so he smiled and said, "Okay, then we won't cut it. We'll drink milk later and grow up quickly. Brother is curious about what you will look like when you grow up."
"Okay!" Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled brightly.
Several adults were worried.
After the class, Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others returned to the Jiang family.
The elderly group locked themselves in the study and began to discuss things about Jiang Xiaoxiao's mother. Jiang Yunhai frowned slightly, "Jiang Wensheng is from Lao Qi's side. Do you have any impression of his wife?"
"What's your name? What does he look like?"
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