
“Come, all our other schoolmates agreed to come. Come for me!” laughing Yang Ming.
“Nah, send me the time and address. I will leave if I have time,” Wang Yao said.
“Sure! You must come! All the pretty girls will come too!” said Yang Ming.
“Haha, okay.” Wang Yao hung up the phone and shook his head.
Not long after, she received a message from Yang Ming telling her the time and address of the party. When Wang Yao was about to go to the hill after dinner, Wang Jianli, the secretary of the village committee came to visit him unexpectedly.
“Halo, Yao, up the hill?” wang Jianli said.
“Ya, uncle, please come in,” said Wang Yao.
He invited Wang Jianli into the house. Wang Jianli greeted his parents.
“Halo, Jianli, what brings you here?” ask Zhang Xiuying.
“I'm here to talk to Yao,” said Wang Jianli, who pointed at Wang Yao.
“I? What'sthat?" asked Wang Yao.
“I want you to talk to Mingbao,” said Wang Jianli.
“Mingbao? What's going on?" w.a.n.g Yao asked in surprise.
“She hit Shanfa this morning and beat him for no reason. He did it again this afternoon. Shan Fa is still hiding in my house!” wang Jianli said.
Wang Mingbao was highly respected by Wang Jianli. He is always polite and knows when to act and when not to. He did not become a bully in the village because of his father, who was the vice mayor of the city. But Wang Mingbao could sometimes be impulsive and not take counsel. Wang Jianli knew Wang Yao was the only one who could calm Wang Mingbao down because they were good friends and grew up together. Wang Jianli guessed the reason why Wang Mingbao beat up Shan Fa was because of Wang Yao.
“I understand. I'll talk to Mingbao!” said Wang Yao.
“Good, please talk to him as soon as possible. Those who often hung out with Shan Fa did not even have the guts to return to the village. They have not been afraid like this for a long time!” laughing Wang Jianli.
Wang Mingbao was so busy with his business that he was spending less and less time in the village. That bastard was like an old car, playing after a long time of not being repaired. They had not expected Wang Mingbao to attack them this time.
“One more thing, one of the leaders in the county will retire. Mayors can be promoted. Mingbao's father is likely to replace the current mayor, so this is a sensitive time now. I don't want anything to go wrong,” said Wang Jianli.
Normally he would not tell young people about politics, especially young people from the village, but he trusted Wang Yao after a few meetings. Even if Wang Yao decided not to work in the public system, he could still succeed in different fields. So Wang Jianli did not mind telling Wang Yao about the private arrangements in the local government.
“I understand!” Wang Yao decided to convince Wang Mingbao not to take further action, otherwise it could jeopardize Mingbao's father's promotion.
Wang Jianli spoke to Wang Yao for a while before he left. Wang Yao also left for Nanshan Hill. He always had a quick dinner so he could stay longer on the hill, just in case the troublemaker came to destroy his herb fields again.
I wish these trees could grow bigger! thought Wang Yao.
Wang Yao called Wang Mingbao and asked him not to take further action. He didn't mind the troublemaker too much, otherwise he could have taken matters into his own hands. He can be as calm as calm water, or as angry as the rolling waves.
I wish they would grow faster! although Wang Yao when he looked at the shanjing and guiyuan herbs. Both licorice roots grew more slowly than he had expected and the leaves were still small. Compared to the other two licorice roots, the Moonlight herb and the antidote herb, whose leaves are used to make the herb, the roots of shanjing and guiyuan are used to make the herb. The roots grow much more slowly than the leaves.
I will not be able to make a Regather Soup before the due date if the licorice root continues to grow at its current speed, Wang Yao thought.
Wang Yao opened the system. He discovered that he had enough reward points to exchange for the two licorice roots needed for Regather Soup. After careful consideration, he decided to use his reward points to exchange the existing shanjing and guiyuan and started making Regather Soup for Guo Sirou's grandfather.
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Thousands of miles away, in a private hospital room in Beijing, lies a frail old man who doesn't look well. Some people were sitting by his bed.
“Daddy, do you feel better?” said a man in his 40s. He is fat and has manners.
“I don't want you to be here! You all! Can't you find something better to do? You all hold important positions of responsibility. You should be busy with work instead of staying here all day. I won't get any better being watched by you!” the old man said angrily. She was not noisy because of her poor health, but all her children remained silent like crickets in the cold weather.
“Dad, glad to see you still have the energy to lecture us,” said a younger man.
“Good! Those government people will still make your life easier for me, right? ” said the old man firmly.
“Dad ...” says a handsome middle-aged woman.
“Ya!” sigh at the old man.
“I'll die someday. Maybe I'll have another year to live thanks to Sirou. But what difference does it make? You need to do the right thing in your position. Honest and polite! Stop counting and conspiring. Do not be blinded by power. Your priority is to serve the public!” said the old man.
“We all know that, Father,” said one of his children.
“What do you know about power? Go back and focus on your work. Think about your own business. Don't be a shaker. The doctor will tell you if anything happens to me, ” said the old man who hit his bed frame angrily.
“OK!” said one of his sons.
The visitors all left the room. A moment later, a young and beautiful woman entered the room.
“Hai, grandpa, do you feel better?” The woman holds a thermal container, “I just made chicken soup for you.”
In fact, given the social status of this old man, whatever he wanted to eat, the people in the hospital would prepare it for him.