When He Bolin returned to the bullpen, Lu Zhian had already prepared sugar water for him.
He Bolin held an enamel pot, looked down at the slightly warm water, and ripples appeared in his eyes.
He didn't know whether it was because the food today was too delicious, or because the wine he drank affected his mood too much.
After being demoted for so long, He Bolin was unwilling to think about whether what his son did was right or wrong. When he knew that He Guoqiang had reported him, he did not use his connections to defend himself.
Instead, he chose a village far away from Beijing, where there are not so many disturbances.
Yanjiang Village was just as he had heard. The team leader was a tough-mouthed man with a soft heart, and the villagers were easy to get along with, without many positive ideas.
Apart from being a little tired, he doesn't have much to worry about here alone.
He hadn't thought about his family for a long time, and even seemed to have forgotten his ideals and ambitions.
Until today, the thick fog that shrouded my heart has revealed its true face after being washed away by the tears in my eyes.
He Bolin wiped his face and gathered himself together.
During this period, the image of Lu Zhian and Jiang Ye huddled in the simple cowshed, having serious discussions, kept appearing before his eyes.
If someone does not forget what he has learned in such an environment, what reason does he have to give up on himself?
…
The next morning.
He Bolin actually took the initiative to greet Lu Zhian in a foreign language.
Lu Zhian felt unwell. It was already difficult for him to read some physics books on a daily basis.
Do we still need to communicate in foreign languages now?
The key point is that He Bolin changed to another minor language after a while.
Lu Zhian said cautiously: "Mr. He, if you want to learn these things, you can discuss them with my apprentice."
"But I suggest you keep a low profile. Our identities are sensitive to begin with. If others hear us, they might think we're enemy spies."
He Bolin knew that what Lu Zhian said made sense, so he immediately shut up and stopped talking.
Lu Zhian secretly glanced at He Bolin's expression, afraid that his words would dampen his enthusiasm and make him as depressed as before.
"Mr. He, I'm really not good at foreign languages, but my apprentice is even better than me. He even made money by translating when he was in Beijing."
"You will certainly do well to learn from him."
The master and apprentice are very skilled in introducing each other's business.
At this time, Lu Zhian did not feel any guilt for selling his apprentice.
He Bolin's eyes lit up when he heard Jiang Ye was good at foreign languages.
During this period of time spent with several people, he knew clearly what Jiang Ye and Lu Zhian were studying every day, but those numbers were like incomprehensible books in his eyes.
They were open about their studies and never kept anything to themselves.
He Bolin believed in the character of the two.
What's more, there is the relationship with Chen Qingyun.
then.
Yao Qiyue, who had slept in at home, saw He Bolin waiting in the yard early in the morning.
"Mr. He, you're here so early. Have you eaten yet?"
He Bolin was holding a notebook in his arms where he had recorded the difficult questions he had encountered while studying.
He carefully wrote down each one, and when he was sent down, he did not take any valuables with him, only two books and a notebook.
"I've eaten. I'm coming to find Jiang Ye."
Yao Qiyue pointed to the kitchen and said, "He's in the kitchen."
Jiang Ye was making breakfast for Yao Qiyue in the kitchen. There was not much work to do in the fields in August, so the villagers could take a break.
Yao Qiyue took the opportunity to be lazy and sleep in.
No one at home would disturb her. Even Xiaobao would play with Xiaowu in the garden after waking up.
Damao took a piece of soap and exchanged it for two chicks from a woman in the village.
Xiaobao and Xiaowu love it very much and often go to the vegetable garden to catch insects to feed the chickens.
The wild vegetables grown in the yard are also fed to the chickens.
Yao Qiyue usually doesn't care about these two little chicks.
Just as she was thinking about her two children at home, Yao Qiyue saw Jiang Ye holding a bowl of egg noodles, followed by He Bolin.
Jiang Ye waited until the noodles were not so hot before serving them to Yao Qiyue.
Yao Qiyue held the bowl, sat on the doorstep, took a mouthful of noodles and asked, "Mr. He, have you really eaten?"
He Bolin nodded impatiently: "You little kid, why do you talk so much?"
"If I say I've eaten it, then I've eaten it. How can I lie to you?"
Yao Qiyue couldn't help but smile when she saw He Bolin cursing with such vigor and energy: "Okay, it's my bad memory."
He Bolin nodded in satisfaction and continued to pester Jiang Ye.
"Mr. He, let's go inside and talk. I don't understand some of the questions you just raised."
"But I brought a lot of books. I think there are two that are quite useful. I'll show them to you."
He Bolin entered Jiang Ye's room and couldn't move when he saw the books on the desk.
The two of them were studying in the house.
After dinner, Yao Qiyue made two cups of hot tea for the two of them.
Thinking that there was nothing to do today, she planned to take Damao to the riverside for a walk and dig some wild vegetables.
"Da Mao, let's go to the river."
Damao responded immediately, put on his backpack and was ready to leave.
"Sister, let's go!"
The two walked for half an hour and arrived at the riverside.
There is abundant aquatic plants growing by the river. Villagers often come here and have trampled out a small path.
Not to mention wild vegetables near the village, even the wild grass was cut by Jiang Mei to feed the cows.
Damao was more familiar with this place than Yao Qiyue. The two of them walked along the river bank and came to a place where there were fewer people.
The two of them started digging wild vegetables.
Yao Qiuyue doesn’t know many wild vegetables, only dandelions and Chinese cabbage.
After digging for a long time, Yao Qiuyue saw a nest of wild duck eggs by the river.
Damao picked up a duck egg and looked at it carefully in the sunlight. She said happily, "Sister, this nest of wild ducks has hatched and laid ducklings."
"Let's take it back and hatch it!"
Yao Qiuyue curiously imitated Damao and looked towards the sunlight, and sure enough, there was the shape of a duck inside the eggshell.
Yao Qiyue felt that she could see so clearly that the wild ducks in this nest would hatch in the next two days.
She had never hatched a duck before, so she had no idea what to do with the duck she brought home. What if she accidentally killed it?
Yao Qiyue hesitated for a rare moment, but Damao had already deftly put eight wild duck eggs into the backpack. She also carefully put some dry grass underneath, so that each duck egg was padded with wild grass.
Damao seemed to like these wild duck eggs very much.
Yao Qiyue couldn't say anything to stop him. Damao had been cautious since he went to the countryside with them.
I’m afraid that others will think I’m useless and a waste of food.
Damao always rushes to do the housework and farm work, and when she has nothing to do, she also has to educate Xiaowu.
Xiaowu has been wandering for too long, and many things are no longer so regular.
These big guys all tried hard to imitate Yao Qiyue and teach Xiaowu the rules.
Yao Qiyue never worried about it.
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