Vol 311 Chapter 440: 440 The trusted branch secretary

Chapter 440 440. The trusted branch secretary

Eating is all about eating. When it comes to where to live, Guo Dong still feels hesitant.

After all, this is a strange mountain village, and she is not familiar with the place... As a single girl, she must be more vigilant.

Ulan is also thinking about getting some extra money for Aunt Lianhua's family. Besides, her mother and daughter are keeping things clean, so they are happy to live there, right?

I didn’t consider other issues at all.

Song Tan noticed it. As soon as he came down the mountain, he saw Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, who was coming to have a meal at the door of his house. He quickly pointed down:

“By the way, if you have any other requests, you can go and tell our village party secretary. This is a college student village official, so he must have something to talk about.”

The college student village official turned his head and saw that there was another young girl standing next to Song Tan. He couldn't help but click his tongue and shake his head:

This guy keeps cutting leeks one after another without ever stopping at home!

Just as I was sighing secretly, I saw Xin Liek speak:

“Hello. Are you the branch secretary of this village?”

 Guo Dong was a little surprised, because the girl in front of him looked fair-skinned, young, and her eyes were full of vitality.

"Yes. It's me, my name is Zhu Jun."

Zhu Jun quickly reached out his hand and shook hands with the other person politely.

But after having such contact with her, Guo Dong was willing to trust Song Tan's family more. At this moment, he smiled and said to Ulan: "Well...Auntie, please help me arrange accommodation. I will stay at Aunt Lianhua's house tonight."

“Okay, okay!”

Ulan didn't expect such a complicated thought at all, and now he raised his voice: "Lianhua, don't be busy yet. This girl will stay at your house tonight! Go and make a whole bed for her first."

Then he walked over, pulled Aunt Lianhua and lowered his voice: "At first, I said it would cost 150 yuan for ordinary meals and accommodation, but she didn't agree. She only ate food from my family. So it only costs 100 yuan for a night's stay."

100 yuan is also money! Aunt Lianhua didn't dislike it, but was overjoyed - the bed at home was empty, so all it took to pack a quilt was a waste of money!

She responded happily, then hurriedly packed up and ran home.

It was only then that Guo Dong discovered that Aunt Lianhua was the aunt who had been working hard in the yard.

Looking again, there are two people in wheelchairs in the yard. One is a rather old lady with a skinny figure. From the looks of it, her legs must have been unable to stand up.

The other one is an old man, but look at his mental outlook, which is much better. Look at the shoes on his feet - sneakers. Well, you can probably stand there for a while.

Here, Ulan treated the customer who gave him 200 yuan for the meal very attentively, and now asked Qiaoqiao to cut watermelon for him...

While we were busy, grandma also came over and said, "How is it? Have you negotiated the price?"

"No." Ulan sighed: "You have to process the golden cherry seeds before you can sell them. It's not a waste of time."

“Let’s pick fungus first in these two days.”

Grandma originally wanted to say: What is Kung Fu worth? As long as it can be sold!

But in an instant, I realized that this was my daughter’s house. So he didn't say anything more and just nodded.

At this moment, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu also walked up to Song Tan with his hands behind his back, angrily walking up to Song Tan, and then he pretended to ask casually: "What do you do as a customer?"

Song Tan didn't pay much attention: "I've taken a fancy to the golden cherry blossoms on my mountain. I said they are good Chinese medicine, so I came to discuss the purchase."

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was surprised: "Isn't yours used as a wall? Or is it a traditional Chinese medicine? Is the price good?"

If the price is good, you can plant it in all directions! Of course, the quality is definitely not as good as Song Tan’s, but there is a market for cheap ones!

Moreover, these golden cherry trees are beautiful, bloom beautifully, and can attract government funding for tourism... What's more, the ones planted on Songtan Mountain have never been taken care of, proving that they are easy to care for and are suitable for left-behind elderly people!

"No." Song Tan knew it as soon as he looked at Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary. At this moment, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't think about it, she doesn't specialize in purchasing medicinal materials. She is a Chinese medicine practitioner and can prepare medicines by herself. She just needs this. ”Zhu Jun:…

The dream of the land of medicinal herbs was shattered. Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was not discouraged. Instead, his eyes shone again:

"You said...she is a Chinese medicine practitioner? The kind with a certificate?"

“Of course.”

Song Tan gave her a strange look: "Don't think someone is incompetent just because she's young. She's already 30 this year, and she should have earned a lot."

“The maintenance skills are good!” Xiao Zhu’s eyes lit up, and he took the opportunity to drag Song Tan directly out of the yard:

“Do you think her medical skills are okay?”

What do you think of this new arrival?

Song Tan was helpless: "I don't know. But she has a straight mind and doesn't have so many twists and turns. And I guess her prescription is quite effective, otherwise she wouldn't be so sure when collecting the medicinal materials - what do you want to do?"

“I didn’t want to do anything.”

Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, laughed and said, "I just saw a single girl's family and came to buy it myself. Should I open my own clinic?"

Song Tan:…

“If you want to ask anything, just ask directly. There shouldn’t be any roundabouts. When I came here, I said I had been hungry for two days, so I just threw myself on my haystack. I guess there is something at home that I can’t tell you.”

“Okay! It’s good to hide it in words!”

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was very happy. Seeing Song Tan frowning, she quickly whispered:

“You don’t know, Dr. Li from the village is going to the town.”

Song Tan was stunned: "Isn't he the doctor in our village?"

The clinic is still a red brick bungalow with a courtyard built by the government a few years ago. It is very grand.

Dr. Li, who is in his fifties, lives directly with his wife in the house. He can still receive a monthly salary and is not busy. Not to mention how cool he is.

The party secretary Xiaozhu was also worried: "He told me two days ago that he planned to go to the town to develop. The children there arranged a clinic for him, and he could also take care of his grandchildren. He has a much better future than in our village."

Firstly, there are many people in the town, and secondly... Secondly, there are still many people.

In the village, everyone doesn’t take medicine when they have a cold or a headache. They just have to deal with it. At most, if you have a fever, you need to get some medicine and an injection, or if you have a sprained foot, you need to put on a plaster...

If that doesn't work, people with high blood pressure and diabetes will come in for infusion occasionally.

I don’t know how free I am at the end of the day!

But Dr. Li is a very ambitious man. His two grandsons are still young, so he just wants to make more money.

In the village, it is really not possible to rely on the little money provided by the government.

Song Tan:…

She couldn't help but feel speechless: "Even so, if you follow up and apply for one, you don't have to seek medical treatment in such a hurry, right?"

You just met someone once and you decided to get them back?

"You don't know!" Xiaozhu Party Secretary said with confidence: "With the current system of studying medicine, since she is studying Chinese medicine, she must be a combination of Chinese and Western medicine. The Chinese Medicine Association, Western medicine injections and infusions will definitely be able to do it!"

Also, it’s a bit late, so don’t wait.

(End of this chapter)

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