Shen Zhihuan supported his sore waist and sat weakly on the sofa. However, the creditor, who had collected the debt, looked like a fairy that had absorbed yang energy, radiant and energetic.

While the water was boiling, he hummed a little tune and ran to the bathroom to shave his newly grown stubble.

When he came out again, that tough and handsome face became even more charming.

When passing by the living room, he did not forget to lean over and kiss the young wife he had been thinking about day and night.

After eating the sugar-boiled eggs that her captain Su was best at, the two of them went out together.

The targets are all office buildings.

Su Ziyu went to deal with his mountain of official business, while Shen Zhihuan continued to translate her original document.

In order to return to the countryside as soon as possible to escape the summer heat, Shen Zhihuan put all his efforts into translation.

The frequency of turning pages and the rustling sound of the pen tip on the paper left Ren Jinghua, who was standing by, dumbfounded.

You know, that's translation.

If you didn't know, you would think she was copying.

And judging by her writing speed...

It’s almost as fast as the machines in the printing factory.

Before, Shen Zhihuan's translation speed was far ahead of his.

Now……

Ren Jinghua glanced down at the dozens of translated manuscripts in his hand.

Look at the pile in front of Shen Zhihuan.

It is true that if you compare yourself to others, you will die; if you compare goods to others, you will throw them away.

In order to lose fewer people, he risked his life.

"Knock knock knock..." There was a knock on the door.

The two people who were busy with their work didn't even raise their heads.

“Boom boom boom…”

Ren Jinghua frowned slightly and raised his head.

"Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Jingyan, with an olive green voice, pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing that Shen Zhihuan didn't look up, he threw the net bag of mangosteens in his hand onto her table.

He sat down on the bench next to her desk.

"Mangosteen?!" Shen Zhihuan's eyes lit up when he saw what was in the net bag. "Where did it come from?"

There is no such rare thing in Beijing.

As he spoke, Shen Zhihuan had already taken out three mangosteens from his net bag and handed them to Ren Jinghua.

"My aunt brought some back from a business trip. I thought it tasted good, so I brought some for you."

"Ah, bah, bah, bah... This taste is just okay... bitter and astringent... bah, bah, bah..." Ren Jinghua frowned and spat wildly at the trash can.

Yu Jingyan burst out laughing.

It was the first time he saw someone eating mangosteen like this.

Shen Zhihuan glared at Yu Jingyan who was laughing so hard that he was bent over, then stood up and poured Ren Jinghua a glass of boiled water for him to rinse his mouth.

"Teacher Ren, mangosteen peel is usually used to soak in water for drinking. It is a bit bitter if eaten directly."

Yu Jingyan tried to hold back his laughter as he looked at Shen Zhihuan. He was really good at making up stories.

Soaking mangosteen peel in water, why didn't she say scrambled eggs with mangosteen peel? Ren Jinghua blushed as he lowered his head to rinse his mouth.

He was not a fool, so he naturally knew that Shen Zhihuan was helping him out.

Fearing that he might make a fool of himself again, he did not dare to touch the mangosteen that he had taken a bite of.

Shen Zhihuan knew Ren Jinghua's concerns and deliberately explained it slowly to him.

In those days, the transportation industry was backward, and there were no refrigerated trucks as are common in the 21st century. It was simply unrealistic to transport fruits from the south to the north thousands of miles away for sale.

Furthermore, the transportation cost is too high.

To quote an old saying, tofu is sold at the price of meat.

Nowadays, most people are still struggling to make ends meet. They have to think for several days before buying meat that costs 60 cents a pound. How can you ask them to spend three yuan to buy a pound of fruit that is neither edible nor drinkable?

After eating two in a row, Shen Zhihuan got up and went to the toilet at the end of the second floor to wash his hands.

Shen Zhihuan, who had just gone to the toilet, hadn't even shaken the water off his hands when he heard Liu Chunhua spitting wildly in the office, as well as Ren Jinghua and Yu Jingyan's evil laughter.

Shen Zhihuan held his forehead with his hand.

It is true that a man remains a boy until he dies.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would have been hard for her to equate the old scholar Mr. Ren with the naughty boy who was slapping his thigh and laughing.

After rinsing her mouth and eating several mangosteens in a row, Liu Chunhua's anger finally subsided.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to put four mangosteens in his pocket...

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

It is also true that girls are extroverts.

"How much of the original text has not been translated?" After enough laughter, Yu Jingyan started to talk about business.

"I can probably finish the translation in these two days." Ren Jinghua also turned back into his previous pedantic self.

"Two more days?" Yu Jingyan frowned slightly.

If they weren't in a hurry, the higher-ups wouldn't urge them to do it.

"If you need it urgently, we can stay up all night and try to translate it for you before dark tomorrow." Ren Jinghua lowered his head and thought for a while.

"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Jingyan stood up.

"We are all serving the people!" Ren Jinghua pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose seriously, stood up and saw Yu Jingyan off.

Shen Zhihuan flipped open the original book in front of him ...

Liu Chunhua, who had stolen four mangosteens, went straight to Zhou Xiaodong's company.

At this time, the reconnaissance company was undergoing the most basic physical training.

Fearing that it would affect Zhou Xiaodong's training, she didn't dare to go too close, so she stood under a tree outside the training ground and watched from a distance.

Zhou Xiaodong's comrade saw Liu Chunhua coming and gave him a wink.

Zhou Xiaodong frowned slightly, and a sense of irritation rose in his heart for no reason.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned and walked towards Liu Chunhua.

"Here you go." Liu Chunhua blushed and took out all the mangosteens from her pocket and stuffed them into Zhou Xiaodong's hand.

"What is this?" Zhou Xiaodong frowned.

"Mangosteen." Liu Chunhua blushed and said in a low voice.

Suddenly thinking of something, Liu Chunhua added softly, "The outside is the skin and can't be eaten. The inside that looks like garlic cloves is for eating."

"Zhi Huan said that we can't keep it any longer. If we keep it any longer, it will go bad. Eat it when you have time."

Liu Chunhua lowered her eyes and twisted the corner of her clothes, not daring to look Zhou Xiaodong in the eye.

"Are these all given to you by the captain's wife?" Zhou Xiaodong gently stroked the mangosteen in his palm with his thickly calloused fingers. His voice was neither salty nor bland, and no emotion could be heard.

"These were brought back by your Political Commissar Yu's aunt from other places. He brought some and I took a few." Liu Chunhua's voice was very low.

"You also know our Political Commissar Yu?" Zhou Xiaodong was slightly surprised.

Yu Jingyan is a cheerful and easy-going person who seems to be easy to talk to on weekdays.

But only those who are familiar with him know that he is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Anyone who provokes him will never end up well.

"We're not that familiar with each other. We've only had a few meals together." Liu Chunhua lowered her head and said in a low voice.

Perhaps because she was afraid that Zhou Xiaodong would misunderstand, she hurriedly said, "He is familiar with my father."

"Your father? Is your father also in the army?" Zhou Xiaodong tightened his grip on Mangosteen's hand.

Liu Chunhua nodded slightly, "My father and my brother are both in the 78th Army."