I am studying and eating melons in Chronicle

Yunling's birthday passed easily. In the morning, she ate a bowl of Changshou noodles cooked by her parents and poached eggs. At noon, she had a meal with friends. She received many well-prepared gifts, including silk scarves, bracelets, hairpins, and poetry collections.

I recorded many excerpts of Philippe Jacobet's poems in the poetry collection handwritten in ink. Among them, there is a line that Yunling likes very much, which comes from the section "May the end light us up".

——May obscurity be my way of shining, may poverty make our table full of fruits, death will come as it pleases, will come or remain vague, may it nourish endless light.

This is a gift from Ji Qingyun to her, maybe it represents his own feelings, or maybe he thinks these verses are very suitable for Yunling's heart, I don't know.

The bookmark was stuck on the last page of "The End of Winter", Yunling didn't move, and carefully put the whole book back into the system space.

There are a large number of foreign poems recorded in this book, but they are currently unknown, so I had to do so to avoid trouble.

At night, the system pulled her to blow out the candles, and played a Chinese version of happy birthday song in her mind, which was also a wonderful ceremony that she had never experienced before.

One day, plain, happy and warm.

Time flies, fleeting.

Goodbye was the day when Yunling got on the train. This time, Qian Li and her were not on the same train, because Yu Huaijin bought two train tickets decisively on a rare occasion, planning to send her directly to the village entrance, and then he would go back to the provincial capital by himself.

Yunling probably won't be able to understand this kind of revolutionary comrade who never leaves.

This time there is no sadness, because she knows that she is a free migratory bird, and when she returns home every winter, as long as her parents are always healthy, she will have nothing to lose.

"This time, I used to reply more letters to my family. If there is anything missing, just tell us. Although you think you can solve it, we also want to hear more about your joys, sorrows and joys over there, instead of you blindly Say goodbye."

Xie Yuzhen hugged Yunling in his arms, gently stroked the top of her hair, his eyes were full of reluctance and kindness.

Yun Yi stood beside him, carrying his luggage, and told him: "Professor Lan, you should write letters regularly according to the agreed communication frequency, and communicate with the teacher for advice. Don't forget to study when you are in the Northeast. The country is in urgent need of talents. We When a doctor says you still have to go to college, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared."

"Mom and Dad, I know all about it. The car will leave immediately. You guys go back quickly!"

The train station was cold and windy, and Yunling's cheeks were flushed by the blowing. When she spoke, her breath floated upwards, condensing into crystals of ice on her eyelashes, and the broken hair on her temples was soaked in thin sweat and instantly froze stiff.

Both of them were unwilling to leave, Xie Yuzhen pulled her scarf tighter: "We didn't send you off last time, so why don't we rest assured this time if we see you go."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the train about to start came from the side.

"Then I'm leaving, you guys go back quickly!"

Yunling took the luggage and was surrounded by people, unable to control which way to go.Xie Yuzhen and Yun Yi saw her walking to their bed in safety and security, and they didn't leave until the train disappeared without a trace.

The return trip was nothing unusual for Yunling. She needed to be extra cautious when she was alone, keeping an eye on her backpack and luggage, and rarely talked to people.

She bought a ticket to the provincial capital, not Bin County.

Because she still remembered that Professor Lu who met on the train by chance when she was going home gave her a contact information. Although she had little hope, she was still willing to give it a try.After all, the few teachers that Father Qian could contact were all in agriculture, focusing on grain improvement, not pharmacy, and the suggestions he could provide were all about basic planting, which was very limited.

Although they are all related to plants, the Yunling plan still needs further processing and pharmaceuticals in the later stage to successfully open up the market.

It is not impossible to directly sell medicinal raw materials, but the price is low, and not all medicinal materials are needed by the market.If some basic processing can be carried out, the profit margin can be improved, and even cooperation with pharmaceutical companies can be reached, but this is a layout that will be gradually planned later.

For the convenience of walking, Yunling didn't bring redundant things this time. They were basically special products of the capital, and they were secretly put into the system space as soon as she got on the car. Now she also carries an ordinary satchel, which is filled with some small change, Basic medicine, project materials, and her old notebook.

Yunling didn't waste time, and went straight to find the teacher's family building of Harbin Medical University. The most detailed address Professor Lu gave her was here, and she had to inquire about the rest.

There was a lesbian sweeping the floor on the street in front of the door. She stepped forward and asked, "Sister, do you know which household this Comrade Ni lives in?"

The elder sister paused holding the broom, the skin on the back of her hand was chapped and rough like bark, she bowed her head in silence, ignoring her intentions.

"Miss?"

She was worried that the other party hadn't heard, so she asked again, but there was still no response. Instead, the other party had complicated eyes and deliberately walked a few steps away from her.

Yunling wondered, could she be some kind of scourge?

However, she couldn't force the other party's attitude, so she had to go in first to see if anyone else could ask her.

Unexpectedly, just after she took five steps, the lesbian behind her suddenly said, "What do you want to do with Ni Shaochun?"

Ni Shaochun.

It was the name written on the note.

It seems that this eldest sister knows this Professor Ni, so why did she keep ignoring her all the time, and then opened her mouth after she left?
"It was introduced that I want to consult Professor Ni about some pharmaceutical matters." This matter may not be possible, and it does not involve high-secret scientific research projects, so there is no need to avoid people.

Hearing that it was a matter of work, the eldest sister seemed to be relieved, but the obvious defensiveness still did not slack off.

"Can you wait for me to finish sweeping the floor? I'll take you there after I finish sweeping the floor."

Yunling shrank her body, responded, and stood aside to wait patiently.

She didn't take the initiative to help, because it was the other party's job.

And according to the current situation, some people who sweep the streets and toilets may not be of good character. These are the tasks that the street arranges for them to complete the "reform through labor".

After a while, the eldest sister tidied up the street with her hands and feet, and then led her to the innermost part.

When they passed by the open space at the gate, they also ran into a few old men, who subconsciously avoided them when they saw them, as if they were infected with germs that would die.

Yunling quietly glanced at the eldest sister, seeing that her expression remained unchanged, she looked away.

The distance between the buildings on this side is very narrow. The further you go, the muddy the road surface will be. Dirty snow piled up everywhere will cause the mud to be pitted and slippery.

Fortunately, she still remembers that this is the provincial capital of Harbin Province, not some small village deep in the mountains, otherwise she must have prepared an electric baton in her hand.

It is impossible to verify whether the collection of poems appeared in China at that time, but when I saw this poem, I felt it fit Xiaoyun's soul, so please forgive this little bug...