In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

When we got home, it was almost ten o'clock. The mother and son took a shower and lay down to sleep.

The next day, Song Hongguo got up at four o'clock and went to the backyard for a walk. The peaches had grown to the size of a fist, but the skin was still green. They tasted astringent and didn't have much sweetness, but the apricots were ready to be picked. Each one is bright yellow, and the pressed branches bend down.

She pinched it with her hands, but it was still hard. She had to cover it for two days to soften it. It was the sweetest time to eat it at that time. Now that it is so hard, it can only be boiled in sugar water, cut into pieces and dried in the sun.

She picked the big ones and picked a basket full, and the rest would have to wait for a few more days.

After picking apricots, the brothers got up, fetched water from the well, and stood under the grape trellis to wash themselves. The water slowly flowed into the vegetable field along the ditch dug in advance.

Song Hongguo went around the fence of the vegetable garden and carefully smoothed out the lentil vines and loofah seedlings that were climbing a bit messily. The gourds planted near the firewood shed and pig pen also stretched along the stone wall, with green leaves everywhere. , it’s more beautiful than growing ivy, and it’s also more affordable. There are already a lot of gourds on the vines, and judging from the appearance, it won’t be long before they are needed to help support the frame.

Ling Zhi pulled some grass from the vegetable yard, mixed it with bran and the cicadas he caught during the day, mixed it evenly and poured it into the stone trough of the pig pen.

Soon, the sound of croaking rang out, and the chicken pen next to it became lively. As soon as the door opened, the big white goose ran out majestically, followed closely by three chickens, one large, two small and three, "clucking" and "quacking". It screamed "quack" and looked for bugs to eat.

The leaves that stretched out beyond the fence were inevitably damaged and were chewed to pieces.

Song Hongguo took the opportunity to clean the chicken pen, collect the manure, and send it with the pig pen to the pit outside the courtyard wall to slowly ferment into fertilizer.

After finishing her work, she went outside the courtyard, checked the pumpkin patch, and picked two from the side branches. The green-skinned pumpkins at this time were relatively tender. She grated them into thin strips, beat two eggs, and sprinkled them with flour. , simply season it, put it in a pan and fry it until it is slightly browned, and it is a delicious and nutritious breakfast.

After eating, there was still some time before going to work. Song Hongguo watered the flowers and plants in the front yard again, then rode her bike and left in a hurry.

On the road, I met people in twos and threes, carrying buckets of water to their private plots from time to time. In the next few months, I would be counting on those fruits and vegetables.

After arriving at the hospital and entering the office, Xu Xianghong smiled and said, "I heard that there were so many people attending the class last night. Even the corridors were crowded. After class, they were still surrounding you and refused to leave..."

Song Hongguo quickly said a few words of modesty and courtesy. She couldn't handle this kind of compliment.

However, the more she shook her head, the more violent she became.

When she went to the ward for surgery, the people in the department praised her enthusiastically. They worshiped her as if they were a mascot.

The hospital is already using her as a model tree, and Wang Suli and Xu Xianghong are also unknowingly using her as a living sign of the department, subtly promoting her to the outside world.

Wherever she goes now, she shines with gold.

Song Hongguo recalled the bowl of chicken soup that Huo Minglou fed her, and tried to convince herself that she had to get used to and adapt to such a halo. The days of salted fish were probably gone forever.

When she got off work at noon, Dean Zhang sent over today's health newspaper. The article she wrote on improving case writing was published on the front page. This was a formal announcement to the outside world after discussions and research by relevant departments. Although it is not mandatory for all hospitals to implement such regulations, there are obvious suggestions and expectations expressed between the lines.

For Song Hongguo, the proposer, this is undoubtedly another great honor.

The Aluminum Factory Hospital, as the first representative in the country to initiate and implement this new regulation, also became famous all over the world after being unknown for more than ten years.

For this reason, the hospital specially recorded Song Hongguo's merit in the file, which will be of great help to her career whether she is promoted or promoted in the future.Right now, there is also an enviable advantage. She can become a full-time employee this month and receive a level 48 salary, from 54 and a half yuan to [-] yuan, and the corresponding tickets and coupons will also increase accordingly.

In addition, he also received a considerable amount of royalties, nearly ten yuan.

Other colleagues in the clinic were sour that they wanted to treat her. She quickly agreed and promised to bring some delicious food to celebrate in the afternoon, and then sent everyone away.

At noon, she didn't dare to mention it again while eating in the third cafeteria.

Several people talked, and the topics around them were all related to Qiu Xiuyu. Han Ying gloated and asked Song Hongbing, "Yesterday, when you sent her back, what did you talk about on the way?"

Song Hongbing buried his head in his meal and said vaguely, "Nothing to talk about."

Han Ying didn't believe it, "Can you still walk with your head bare? Even if you can hold it in, Qiu Xiuyu can't hold it in, right?"

Hearing this, Song Hongbing couldn't help but ask, "Why do you think she can't bear it?"

Han Ying chuckled, "Don't you feel it? She is interested in you. There were so many people at the dinner table before, so she wouldn't be able to say much. But when you two are alone, she can still Don’t you seize the opportunity to show off?”

Song Hongbing said with a stiff expression, "You are thinking too much."

Han Ying rolled his eyes, "Am I overthinking, or are you overthinking? Hurry up and be lenient if you confess. I won't publicize it to you everywhere. What are you afraid of?"

Song Hongbing was helpless by her, and said gloomily, "There's really nothing to talk about, just boring topics like what to eat and drink, what books to read, whether the work is going well, what kind of entertainment we usually have, etc., it's not interesting at all. "

Han Ying said meaningfully, "This explains the problem very much. I am interested in you, so I want to know more about you, right, Hongguo?"

Song Hongguo said "Yes" in cooperation.

Song Hongbing smiled bitterly, "But I'm not interested in her."

Han Ying raised her eyebrows, "You're really not interested? To be honest, her qualifications are not too high to match you. After all, the daughter of the factory director's family can barely be called talented and beautiful. Anyone in the factory can choose a partner at will." , if you reject her, chances are that others will accuse you of having eyes on the top of your head and not knowing how to behave."

Song Hongbing sighed in frustration, "So, why did Xu Wei do such a thing for me? How could I have offended him..."

Oh, maybe he was really offended. He and Han Ying were close before, and of course they are close now. Xu Wei may have misunderstood that he wanted to poach him. Isn't revenge coming?
But he was so unjust!

Han Ying smiled unkindly.

Song Hongguo asked curiously, "Then what are you going to do? Tell her clearly or try to date her?"

Song Hongbing spread his hands and said, "She didn't give me a chance to refuse directly because she said that we don't know each other well yet, so we should be friends first, and after more contact, if we feel that they are suitable, we can then develop a relationship. If If it’s not suitable, then continue to be friends and listen, people are very considerate.”

Song Hongguo and Han Ying looked at each other, and Han Ying sighed, "What a move to turn retreat into advance."