The publicity department is located in a textile factory, and it is not a very busy department. Therefore, many of the old employees in the department are experienced and would not work if they could avoid it.
During the period of time before the Chinese New Year, every household is busy, and some people will take a few days off today and others will take a few days off tomorrow. You have something to do today, and he has something to do tomorrow.
Chuxia was not the first person to take a leave, nor was she the last one to take a leave.
After she told the minister about the family situation, the minister thought for a while and said, "Two weeks of vacation is too much. I can give you one week at most during the Chinese New Year."
Chuxia looked at the minister with difficulty in her eyes: "Minister, if there is only one week of vacation, I can't take the child to his father's place at all. The time for going back and forth will be taken up."
This is the disadvantage of the long distance. Now it is not like the developed transportation in the future. It is very fast to take a plane or high-speed rail.
Now when going out, people choose to take the train. The distance from Liangzhou to Ganzhou is not close, plus the time the train stops on the way, it takes two days to get to the place.
This does not include the time to go to the Ganzhou troops after getting off the train.
The director said, "I can't make the decision because the vacation is too long. I have to ask the factory director for half a month's vacation. You go back first and wait for me to ask the factory director."
At this point, Chuxia couldn't say anything else and could only go back and wait for news.
But she was not very worried. There will always be a way out. If she really can't take a vacation, she will think of other ways.
The most important thing now is her final exam, so Chuxia worked hard to review in the next few days and didn't pay much attention to the vacation.
She hasn't finished the questions sent by Beijing and Northwest. When she gets home from work, she does questions like crazy. After finishing, she looks at the answers and cuts out the wrong questions and pastes them on the wrong question book.
Copying wrong questions is a waste of time and may not be useful. She cut it up and pasted it, and it can also be used for review. The point of the wrong question book is to make sure you won't make the same mistake again after you have made all the mistakes.
Chuxia had the school reprint the test paper as soon as she got it, so there was no need to worry about her cutting it and affecting the students of No. 6 Middle School.
While Chuxia was reviewing, Cen Huaian had his final exam.
The final exam for the preschool class was very simple. The test paper was an ink test paper made by the teacher himself, one for Chinese and one for math, on both sides, and the teacher hand-wrote and printed it out.
When Cen Huaian and his classmates were taking the exam, in order to avoid cheating, all the children moved stools and squatted in the school yard, and each person took the exam one meter apart.
Fortunately, it didn't snow that day and the sun came out, but it was still very cold.
In order to avoid being frozen, Cen Huaian finished the test paper as quickly as possible and handed it in.
At this moment, some of his classmates were dawdling on the first question, some were looking up at the sky, and some were looking down at the ants under their feet.
The teacher took a look at his paper, made sure it was not blank, collected his paper, and let him go home.
The exams for preschool are so casual, and the same is true for the first grade of elementary school.
Cen Huaian stood at the school gate and looked at Bangzi, who was looking at the test paper with a face full of hatred, like a cat and chopsticks.
It was obvious that he would not be able to hand in the paper for a while, so he picked up his schoolbag and turned around to leave the school without any reluctance.
The primary school exam was finished in one day. During dinner, Chu Xia asked Cen Huaian, "How many points do you think you can get?"
Cen Huaian swallowed the meat in his mouth and said without hesitation, "Double 100."
To Cen Huaian, the test paper was too easy. It was just like doing homework. There was no other result except full marks.
Chu Xia smiled and said, "So confident."
Cen Huaian nodded.
Chu Xia smiled and said, "If you really get double 100, I can fulfill your small wish, which is within my ability."
Cen Huaian's eyes lit up instantly, "Okay."
He wanted to start what he wanted from now on. Should he want a new set of Go or a complete set of "Journey to the West" comic books?
I heard that "Seven Heroes and Five Gallants" is also very good. Should I buy this set of books? There is only one wish, and Cen Huaian is tangled.
The next day, Cen Huaian didn't have to go to school, so he got up very early. Children go to bed early and can't lie in the quilt.
But Chuxia dawdled until the last minute and came out of the quilt. Cen Huaian had already bought breakfast, and even her medicine was frying in the sand pot.
Before going to work, Chu Xia looked at Cen Huaian with envy: "It would be nice if I didn't have to go to work either."
Cen Huaian said: "Then mom, you don't have to go to work, I have a lot of money."
He carefully counted in his mind, it should be enough to support him and mom for a month. If he had to take it out, he would still feel bad, but if mom really didn't want to go to work, he would still take it out.
Chu Xia felt sweet in her heart, and couldn't help but raised her hand to rub Cen Huaian's hair: "You should keep your money for yourself! Do your winter vacation homework at home, don't run out."
She and Cen Huaian agreed last night to finish the winter vacation homework first, and then do other things.
As soon as she went out, a cold wind blew over, Chu Xia shivered, wrapped the scarf inside again, and walked towards the factory.
Not long after she arrived at the office, the director asked her to come to his office.
Chu Xia thought he was talking about her leave, and maybe the factory director agreed to her leave, so she knocked on the door of the director's office with a smile on her face.
"Comrade Luo, do you know why I asked you to come over?"
Chu Xia immediately asked, "Did the factory director agree to my leave?"
The director's expression froze: "Well, that's not
the case." Chu Xia looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. If it wasn't about taking a leave, then why did the director ask her to come over?
The department didn't seem to have any urgent work recently, and she was not the most valued employee in the Propaganda Department.
The director cleared his throat: "It's like this, a comrade reported that you were reading a book in the office."
Chu Xia frowned, and her mind quickly began to wonder who came to the director to complain about her.
The only person she had a conflict with was Huang Tingyue, but Chuxia felt that if it was Huang Tingyue who complained, it would be too obvious, and she didn't look that stupid.
And Huang Tingyue was a person who would show her dissatisfaction on the surface, and the same was true for the trap.
Just like the last time when she counted the clothing data, she would be very straightforward and embarrassed. If she wanted to do something like reporting behind her back, she would have done it earlier and would not wait until now.
Moreover, since the last time Huang Tingyue wanted to see what she was reading, she had not read high school books or exercises in the office. She also memorized knowledge points that she had memorized before, purely recalling and reviewing.
How could someone report her for reading idle books now? She reasonably suspected that she had gotten in the way, and most importantly, the minister believed the words of the complainant.
Chu Xia looked at the director, frowning: "Director, is that person talking about what I read now or what I read before?"
The director was stunned by her question, cleared his throat and said: "Don't ask this. No matter when you read it, this behavior is not good. We are in the factory, even when we are not busy, we have to find something to do, we can't read idle books, what if the factory director comes down and walks to our department, and it will have a bad impact on our department after seeing it."
"Okay, I know." In the eyes of the director, she was just reading idle books, no matter what she said, it was all sophistry. Chu Xia knew what the director was thinking, so she also defended herself.
Just admit your mistakes neatly now, and then promise that you will not make the same mistake again in the future. This is what the leader wants to hear.
"Minister, has the factory director agreed to my leave?"
The minister said with embarrassment: "It's a bit difficult for you to take leave now. Please wait a little longer."
Chuxia understood that the minister probably didn't even ask the factory director. Two weeks of vacation was too long and he didn't want to approve it.
In addition, someone happened to come and complain about her, so the minister just used this excuse and didn't have to give her leave, and he didn't worry that she would feel aggrieved.
Chuxia said nothing more, nodded and left the minister's office.
If she didn't give me leave, I couldn't go to the northwest for the New Year. Chuxia sighed and had to think of other ways.
When she returned to the office, there was no expression on her face, just like usual, and other people couldn't tell anything.
Chuxia glanced at the employees in the office with her peripheral vision. They were all busy with their own things, and she couldn't tell who had complained about her.
It's hard to find someone for this job, but Chu Xia felt uncomfortable.
When she thought of a colleague in the office who was always watching her and might stab her in the back at any time, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine and began to doubt everyone in the office.
That day in the factory, Chu Xia felt that she was emotionally exhausted. She didn't feel relaxed and at ease as before, and she just felt very tired.
"An An."
She returned home and looked at Cen Huaian sitting in a chair watching TV, and the tiredness in her heart suddenly came out.
Cen Huaian sensitively sensed that something was wrong with his mother. He stood up immediately, ran to Chu Xia in a few steps, frowned, and looked at her worriedly: "Mom..."
Chu Xia squatted down, reached out and hugged Cen Huaian into her arms, let out a long breath and said: "I'm fine, An An, let mom hold you for a while."
Cen Huaian stretched out his two arms, which were wearing cotton shirts and looked bulging, and patted her back gently with his little hands like Chu Xia did before: "Mom, I'm here."
After a long while, Chu Xia's mood recovered, and she asked: "An An, what do you say I should do if I really lose my job?"
"I have money." Cen Huaian's tone was still so firm, without any hesitation. If this was him half a year ago, he would never have said such words to his mother.
Chuxia suddenly felt warm in her heart, and the tiredness just now disappeared in an instant. She also made a decision in her heart.
Two days later, Chuxia asked the minister about her leave again, but it was still not approved.
Her final exams will be over in two days, and there will not be much time before the New Year. If she wants to go to the northwest, she must solve the problems in the factory as soon as possible.
Chuxia called Cen Zhengnian.
He didn't answer, and Chuxia thought that he was so busy at work that it was impossible for him to answer
the call immediately. In the evening, Cen Zhengnian called Chuxia back.
"Zhengnian, I don't want to work in Textile Factory 3 anymore." Chuxia said this as soon as the phone was connected.
Cen Zhengnian was quick to sense that something was wrong with Chuxia. He frowned on the other end of the phone: "Chuxia, what happened?"
Chuxia didn't tell him what happened to her in the factory. She just said: "If I quit my job, will you support me?"
Cen Zhengnian said without any hesitation: "Yes. If you are not happy with your job, just leave the textile factory."
He didn't ask what happened again. Chuxia was not an emotional person. Since she made a decision, she must have thought it through.
"Okay." Chuxia smiled and felt relieved. She suddenly felt very lucky that her husband was a person like Cen Zhengnian, who would never impose his ideas on her and support her in whatever she wanted to do.
Chuxia told Cen Zhengnian her idea: "I want to find someone to take over my job, but I don't know who to find at this moment."
This succession is of course not free. If someone wants her to work in the textile factory, they must pay her. After all, this job is a very popular iron rice bowl at this time.
Cen Zhengnian hesitated and asked: "Does it have to be now?" Chuxia
said with a smile: "If no one takes over now, how can I take An An to Ganzhou before the New Year?"
Cen Zhengnian thought he had heard it wrong. He reacted for a while before he understood what Chuxia meant. His heart suddenly beat violently and he almost lost control and threw the phone.
"I have classmates in Liangzhou. You don't have to worry about the succession. I'll ask my classmates."
Chuxia immediately let go of this matter in her heart, and the whole person was more relaxed: "Okay. It's okay if you can't find it. At worst, I'll go to Ganzhou first and look for it when I come back."
Cen Zhengnian really wanted to tell Chuxia that you should bring An An over now
. But he restrained himself. It's better not to say this obviously impossible thing. Chuxia agreed to bring An An to Ganzhou for the New Year, which made him particularly happy.
After hanging up the phone with Chuxia, Cen Zhengnian called his mother.
Although Jiang Shengnan was busy, she was handling things in her own office, so the call was quickly picked up.
"Mom, Chuxia will bring An'an to Ganzhou during the Chinese New Year."
As soon as Cen Zhengnian finished speaking, Jiang Shengnan was immediately surprised and said, "Really? This is really the best news I have heard in the past few days! Son, you are really great, Mom really didn't believe in you wrongly!"
Jiang Shengnan kept talking about what to prepare on the other end of the phone. She hadn't bought anything yet, and she also had to prepare the room and cover Chuxia and An'an with new bedding...
Cen Zhengnian was not able to get a word in. He just listened to Jiang Shengnan talking for a while, then hung up the phone and said he was going home to buy something.
He listened to the "beep, beep" sound on the phone, smiled helplessly, and called a classmate who worked at Liangzhou University.
After Chuxia finished talking to Cen Zhengnian, she completely put her work aside. She didn't complain to anyone in the factory. She was leaving anyway, and she wouldn't contact these people anymore. It didn't matter. Until
the final exams of No. 6 Middle School, Cen Zhengnian still hadn't given Chuxia any news. She thought that the issue of finding a successor would not be resolved before the New Year, so she devoted herself to the exams. After the exams, no matter whether the factory gave her leave or not, she would ask for leave to go to Ganzhou.
Chuxia was ranked second in the school in the last exam. She had not surpassed Wang Chaoxi, but the total score difference between the two was very small, only one point.
When she arrived at the examination room, Wang Chaoxi was already sitting in the seat in front of her. She glanced at Chuxia, her face was tightly tied, her lips were tightly pursed, and she looked very nervous.
But Chuxia saw the unwillingness to admit defeat in her eyes. She must have regarded her as an opponent.
Chuxia smiled at her, nodded, and went to her seat, waiting for the exam to begin.
The first exam was Chinese. Chuxia got the test paper and turned it back and forth as usual to make sure there were no problems. She had a general impression of the questions, and picked up the pen to concentrate on answering.
Compared with the previous transfer exams, Chuxia obviously felt that she was more confident when answering questions in the final exams. Especially in politics and Chinese, these two feelings were the most obvious.
The final exams were still held over two days. By the second day, when it was the last English exam, Chuxia was completely relaxed. After the exams, she could take a few days off and didn’t have to stress herself out every day because of studying.
Before the English exam, Chuxia had just sat down in her seat when Wang Chaoxi suddenly turned to look at her with a complicated expression.
“You…”
He stopped talking halfway, continued to look at her, and after a while said, “Thank you.”
Chuxia was completely confused. What did this mean? Thank her for something?
After thinking about it, the only thing that could make Wang Chaoxi thank her was that she shared her test paper with No. 6 Middle School.
Chuxia didn’t ask Wang Chaoxi. Regardless of whether she knew it or not, she looked like she didn’t intend to tell it, so she didn’t have to worry about being known by many students.
The English test was still not difficult for Chuxia. She checked it three times to make sure that there were no mistakes in the answers due to carelessness and that the composition was fine. Then she handed in the paper early and left.
The final results of high school will not be issued during the holidays. You will know it when school starts.
Moreover, Chuxia was not a student who went to school normally. After taking the final exam, she told her class teacher and prepared to come to school for the first exam of the next semester.
As soon as she got home, Cen Huaian ran to her and said, "Mom, Dad said to call him when you come back."
Chuxia stopped loosening her scarf and asked him, "When did your dad call?"
Cen Huaian: "When you just left home."
She put her scarf back on and turned to walk out: "An'an, do you want to talk to your dad again?"
"Yes!"
Cen Huaian hurried to catch up with her.
Cen Zhengnian called to talk about the succession of work. This efficiency is really high. It has only been a few days. Chuxia was very surprised.
"You found it so quickly?"
Cen Zhengnian laughed lightly: "A job in a textile factory is what many young people want."
Chuxia thought about it and was right. It's just that she has her own plan. Otherwise, if she is really a person of this era, it would be very respectable to have a factory job.
Cen Zhengnian continued: "My classmate will go to the entrance of the textile factory at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. His name is Zhou Ancheng, wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit, and bringing a girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old."
Chu Xia kept this information in mind, nodded and said, "I understand."
The next day happened to be Sunday, so there was no need to go to work. Chu Xia didn't get up until eight o'clock. After packing and eating, he happened to go to the entrance of the textile factory at eight thirty.
The appointment was made at eight o'clock. She thought Zhou Ancheng would not come so early. Who knew when she arrived, she saw a man about the same age as Cen Zhengnian wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit standing at the door of the factory. Next to him stood a young girl with two long braids and a nervous expression.
Chuxia walked over and asked with a smile: "Hello, is this Comrade Zhou Ancheng?"
"It's me, are you Zhengnian's wife?"
"Yes." Chuxia smiled more friendly: "Just call me Chuxia. Let's find a place to talk."
There was a teahouse near the textile factory. Chuxia took Zhou Ancheng and the girl there. At this time, only some old people were drinking tea. They found a seat with a screen and no one sitting nearby.
If Chuxia's job was given to someone else, the successor must be her relative. She really didn't know this. She only knew that workers in this era could let others take over their jobs.
Zhou Ancheng talked to Chuxia.
But since he came to find Chuxia, it proved that he had a way to solve this problem.
Indeed, he smiled and asked Chuxia: "Are you really willing to give us the job?"
"Yes." Chuxia answered decisively: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked Zhengnian to spend so much effort to find someone to take over my job."
"Okay, as long as you are willing, I will take care of the rest, and you just need to cooperate."
He pushed an envelope to Chuxia: "As agreed, this is half of the money, and the other half will be given to you after the job is done."
Chuxia left the teahouse and felt that things were going smoothly. The money was paid by Cen Zhengnian and Zhou Ancheng, and she didn't have to worry about it at all.
Moreover, Zhou Ancheng and the little girl were very grateful to her, especially the little girl, who looked at Chuxia as if she was a living Bodhisattva. It was estimated that she had never seen her so young and let someone work.
Chuxia really didn't worry about the things that Zhou Ancheng had to do next, including talking to Director Zhang about this matter and handing over to the factory.
Chuxia was really glad that she asked Cen Zhengnian for help. Otherwise, there would be so many procedures and so much trouble. In the middle, there would be proof of kinship between the two people. She really didn't know how to run it, and she might not be able to run it.
Zhou Ancheng was a native of Liangzhou and had his own connections. In just three days, he finished everything.
Of course, he went through a special channel. Chuxia didn't know what he paid. She only knew that she successfully completed the job handover with the little girl, and she was no longer an employee of Textile Factory No. 3.
The little girl became a new female worker in Textile Factory No. 3. She did not join the Propaganda Department. She was very happy to be able to take over successfully, and she was also happy to work in the workshop.
Chuxia left Textile Factory No. 3 quietly. Only the factory director, the personnel and the director of the Propaganda Department knew about her departure.
The director of the Propaganda Department told his subordinates that Luo Chuxia would no longer work in Textile Factory No. 3, and the matter of Chuxia's departure was just over.
Chairman Zheng of the trade union helped Chuxia. Chuxia went to say goodbye to her on her own and gave her a New Year gift.
Chairman Zheng felt sorry: "Chuxia, you have such a good job in the factory now. You passed the exam with great difficulty. Why do you quit?"
Chuxia couldn't tell her what happened in the Propaganda Department. Those were actually the fuse.
Originally, she should have waited until after the college entrance examination before worrying about work. Now it is only a few months earlier, which does not affect anything. It just gives her more time to study.
In addition to learning high school knowledge, she also needs to pick up her medical knowledge again. She has no time to read medical books in the past six months.
"It's my own fault. I want to find An An's father."
Chairman Zheng suddenly realized: "Yes, it's not a big deal for a couple to be separated all the time. You are a courageous person. You have education, and you can definitely find a job."
After leaving Chairman Zheng's house, Chu Xia touched the train ticket that Zhou Ancheng had bought for her in her pocket. She suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart, wondering what would happen after going to the northwest.
In the letter, Cen Zhengnian's parents are very nice people. She should not have an unpleasant relationship when she goes there for the New Year, right?
Chuxia let out a sigh, forget it, don't think about it anymore, have to hurry home to pack up, have to leave for Ganzhou tomorrow.
Cen Huaian's grades have been received when Chuxia was busy handing over the work.
As expected, both were 100, and because he had the most red flowers, he got a certificate, a pencil, an eraser, and a notebook.
The first place reward, the second place no notebook, the third place no eraser.
The top ten got a certificate, but after the top three, there were no material rewards, only certificates.
That was also a very happy thing for students. During school, what students wanted most was a certificate issued by the school.
When Cen Huaian came back with the award, Chu Xia asked him, "An An, have you thought about your wish?"
Cen Huaian took the award certificate and nodded without thinking, "I have thought about it. Mom, I want to spend the New Year with Dad."
Because since Chu Xia said it once, she never mentioned going to the northwest, and she didn't tell An An about her work.
In Chu Xia's heart, this is the worry of adults. An An is still a child, so she is happy to do her winter vacation homework at home, learn chess with the teacher, and go to sell things with Bangzi if she wants to sell things, without having to worry like adults.
Although Cen Huaian knew that his mother said she would go to the northwest, she would not break her promise. But he was still afraid that he could not go, so he used his most precious wish here.
Chu Xia felt sorry for An An and a little jealous of Cen Zhengnian's position in An An's heart.
But she still patted his head and said, "You don't have to make a wish, we will go. I'll give you a chance, you can think of a wish again."
Cen Huaian shook his head: "Mom, this is what I want to achieve most now."
Chu Xia said, "Okay. Don't worry, we can go to the northwest in two days. It's a good time for you to say goodbye to your friends, and tell your teacher that you can't come back to study until after the New Year."
Not only did Cen Huaian have to say that to Guo Lin, Chu Xia also told him that she wanted to take Cen Huaian to the northwest.
Guo Lin agreed readily: "Chinese New Year is supposed to be a holiday, I want to celebrate the New Year too. But if you don't come here to learn from me, you still have to study on your own every day and can't slack off in your Go practice. It would be best if you can find someone to play Go with." Chuxia
couldn't guarantee that she would find someone to play Go with, but she could supervise An An if she didn't slack off in her studies.
Bangzi and Cen Huaian had already said goodbye to them. Early the next morning, Chuxia locked the door, took her luggage and An An, and took the bus to the train station.
Zhou Ancheng bought sleeper berth tickets for Chuxia and the other person. It was safer for a woman with a child to take a train to another city.
Chuxia learned the method of her predecessors and sewed the money inside her quilted jacket. There were too many petty thefts at the station and she had to be on guard.
As soon as she entered the station, she held Cen Huaian's hand tightly, repeatedly telling him not to let her go. It was his first time traveling far away, so he was also nervous.
Especially last night, Chuxia told him a lot of cases of kidnapping on the train, which made him even more nervous. Chuxia told him to hold her hand tightly, and he held it very tightly with great force.
After squeezing through the crowd, Chuxia felt that her hand was a little painful. She looked down and saw that the little hand of Cen Huaian holding her hand had turned white because of the force.
She patted his little hand with a smile and said, "Relax, doesn't your hand hurt?"
Cen Huaian then relaxed a little, but still held it tightly, looking around vigilantly.
Chuxia held him and sat on the luggage. At this moment, she regretted telling him so many stories about children and women being kidnapped yesterday.
She was mainly reminding An An to be careful of those deceptive tactics, so as not to be cheated on the train.
But it's better to be careful. It's never too careful when you go out.
When they finally got on the train and found the corresponding berth in the carriage, Chu Xia led Cen Huaian in and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She and An An were in a berth, and because children were free, it was the top berth.
Although it was inconvenient to climb up and down, Chu Xia liked the berth very much. Others couldn't reach there, and it was relatively safer at night.
At this time, there were only two of them in the berth. Chu Xia helped An An to get up first, and then she climbed up.
The luggage for the two of them was just a big bag. She patted the dirty place underneath, took it to the bed and put it in the corner.
In the bag were the brand new sheets and quilt covers that Chuxia had brought. She took them out and put them on the outside of the bunk in the car.
While the bed was being made, a middle-aged man came in with a small suitcase. Not long after, an elderly couple came in.
No one else came into the bunk after that.
The middle-aged man looked at Chuxia, put the suitcase on the floor, took out a book and sat on the lower bunk to read. The elderly couple sat on another lower bunk. The husband looked unwell and soon lay down on the bed.
Chuxia sat on the upper bunk with Anan. She took out a comic book for Anan to read, and she also took out a book to read.
It was the Compendium of Materia Medica that she bought at the bookstore these two days. She happened to come across a pretty good version, so she bought it back and used it to review the Chinese herbal medicines she had memorized before.
In addition to the Compendium of Materia Medica, Chuxia also bought books on learning Chinese medicine that are unique to this era, such as the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine and the New Edition of Treatise on Febrile Diseases.
Some books were out of print in later generations, and some versions were no longer available. Now that she saw them, she naturally bought them all.
If a person in Chinese medicine wants to be good at curing all diseases, it is impossible. People have limited energy. Of course, there are geniuses who are all-rounders, but Chuxia knows that she is not one and cannot be a genius.
In her previous life, she was better at gynecology, acupuncture, and pediatrics, but she was not good at other things.
Of course, she understands them all and can see the symptoms, but to really treat them well, she still needs doctors who are good at this type of thing.
So in this life, she is still preparing to specialize in gynecology, but at this moment she mainly picks up her own knowledge, and there is no harm in reading Chinese medicine books.
Specialization does not mean studying only this subject. Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and there are too many things to learn.
Ordinary people cannot learn it well without studying for decades, so why the older Chinese medicine practitioners are, the more popular they are, which makes sense. Of course, geniuses are not included.
The train "clanged" forward. It was winter, but the scenery outside the window was not all bleak.
Liangzhou is a plain, and the main crop grown here is wheat. At this time, the wheat in the fields is in clusters. When passing by the fields, looking out through the window, the endless green fields are particularly pleasing.
Chuxia looked for a while to rest her eyes, then she looked away and continued to read. Cen Huaian was taking a train for the first time, so he was quite curious, so he sat on the bed and looked out the window below.
Tiangong Base in Ganzhou.
Ever since Cen Zhengnian received a call from Chuxia saying that she would take a train to the northwest today, he couldn't concentrate on his work.
He didn't sleep most of the night last night, and he was worried about Chuxia and Anan's travel safety.
Although he asked his old classmate Zhou Ancheng to help buy a berth, he couldn't feel at ease until Chuxia and Anan arrived in Ganzhou safely.
Yu Tian saw that Cen Zhengnian was absent-minded, which he had never seen in all the years he had worked at the base.
"Zhengnian, you got this number wrong. What's going on? This is not a mistake you would make."
Cen Zhengnian was very good at mental arithmetic. He had never made a mistake in the numbers he calculated, let alone such a simple mistake.
He rubbed his brows, lowered his head to look at the calculation on the paper, crossed out the result, re-wrote the correct answer and said, "I was distracted."
"You were actually distracted?" Yu Tian was shocked and raised his hand to touch Cen Zhengnian's forehead, but he dodged it.
"Are you sick again?" Yu Tian asked worriedly.
Cen Zhengnian shook his head: "I'm fine, it's something else."
He was not going to tell anyone that Chu Xia and An An were coming to the northwest. Neither of them could come to the base.
Although the Tiangong base is not as confidential as the nuclear bomb base, it is also a confidential scientific research project. There are no family members here, and no family members have come here to visit relatives.
After Chuxia and An'an come here, they will live with his parents in the Ganzhou unit, and he can go to the unit to see them when he has a break.
However, Cen Zhengnian decided to ask for leave on the day Chuxia and An'an arrive to see if he can pick them up at the station.
He is not sure that he can ask them to come down, because he was sick before and delayed his work, and now the progress has not caught up.
Cen Zhengnian sighed in his heart, drank a sip of water to wake himself up, and tried to focus on his work.
At this time in the Ganzhou unit, Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father were also very worried. Not only were they worried, but they were also very nervous.
"Old Cen, take a look at how these two rooms are decorated. Will Chuxia and An'an like them?"
Jiang Shengnan started decorating the house when she knew that Chuxia would bring her children to celebrate the New Year.
The bed in the room is newly made, and the bedding and other things are all new. They are also sun-dried and fluffy, and warm, ensuring that the two of them will sleep comfortably.
Knowing that Chuxia will study, a new desk and a matching stool were built in the room. In case it would be cold to sit on, a cotton pad was placed on the stool.
Of course, there are wardrobes and other things. In addition, in order to avoid the room being bare, the walls in the room are hung with calligraphy and paintings that Jiang Shengnan brought from her mother's house.
The whole room is very clean and has a scholarly atmosphere.
Father Cen doesn't know either, because he is not Chuxia and An'an.
However, he didn't show it on his face. He put his hands behind his back and nodded calmly, saying, "Not bad."