Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 477 Chapter 476 Published
When Xiao Wang was sending Jingying back to the gate of the Women's Federation dormitory, he was stopped by Mr. Gao: "Wenwen, Director Ye just came back and asked you to go upstairs."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Gao." After hearing this, Xiao Wang thanked Grandpa Gao and called his sister-in-law, "Fengzhen, let's go in together."

"Sister-in-law, I won't go up, right?" Feng Zhen was a little afraid of the compound and stood at the gate timidly.

"Oh, my mother doesn't eat people, let's go." Wang Jingying ate with Fengzhen every day, and the two of them were very familiar with each other, so she made way for them.

"It's very cold outside, let's go up and warm up." Classmate Xiao Wang also gave way.

"Okay then." Although Feng Zhen was a little hesitant, she didn't want to be stubborn. After agreeing, she pursed her lips, and her nervousness was visible on her face.

Xiao Wang was very attentive. After Fengzhen locked her bike, he helped her to clean herself up and brush off the dust on himself. He then took her hand and led her upstairs, constantly comforting her: "Don't be nervous, this is your own home."

Feng Zhen smiled at her sister-in-law and took a few deep breaths. It was impossible not to be nervous. She had heard that Ye Zhijuan's rank was higher than that of a county magistrate. She had lived for more than ten years and had rarely seen a street director.

After Jingying opened the door, before her sister and Fengzhen went in, she informed Ye Zhijuan: "Mom, we are back."

"This is Fengzhen, right? I hear Yingying talking about you every day. Thank you for taking care of her during this period." After hearing the noise, Ye Zhijuan came out of the bedroom, laughing softly, making people feel like spring breeze.

"Hello, auntie." Feng Zhen felt relieved when she saw Ye Zhijuan's attitude and greeted her with a little nervousness.

"I like to hear you call me Auntie. Come and sit down." Ye Zhijuan walked forward, took Fengzhen's hand, and moved in.

"Aunt, my shoes are dirty." Feng Zhen looked down at her shoes. Because it snowed the past two days, there was indeed some mud on the soles of her shoes.

"You wear mine and I'll wear your brother's." Student Xiao Wang took out two pairs of cloth shoes from the shoe cabinet, bent down and put his own pair at his sister-in-law's feet, and then wore the pair prepared for Tang Zhitong.

Ye Zhijuan let go of Fengzhen's hand and waited for her to change her shoes before telling Wang Jingmin, "Jingmin, get some Iraqi dates and pine nuts for your sister."

"Okay!" Wang Jingmin's eyes rolled and he happily accepted the job. When he came out with the plate, Ye Zhijuan had already pulled Fengzhen's hand and sat on the sofa.

Seeing that the two plates were almost full, Ye Zhijuan did not point out her son's little thought, thinking that he probably wanted to take more so that he could eat more later.

"Is your mother in good health?" Ye Zhijuan took the water poured by Wang Jingying, placed it in front of Fengzhen, and chatted with her in a friendly manner.

"Yeah, it's pretty good." Feng Zhen sat upright. This was her first time entering a building. She had just taken a peek inside the room. Not only was it neatly furnished but the lighting was also good. It was quite different from her own home.

"Come, have a date." Seeing that Fengzhen was still a little restrained, Ye Zhijuan reached out and grabbed a handful and put it in her hand.

"Thank you, auntie. I can't eat so much." Fengzhen took it in her hands, feeling a little worried.

"Put it in your pocket and eat it slowly." Ye Zhijuan patted Fengzhen's hand and spoke very kindly. She grabbed a handful of pine nuts and stuffed them directly into Fengzhen's pocket.

"It's okay, eat, just like at home." Xiao Wang stood aside, touched Feng Zhen's head, looked at his watch, and then asked Ye Zhijuan: "Mom, why did you call me up?"

"The cafeteria made steamed buns today. I bought some. You can take them back and try them later. By the way, tell Anzi that Xiao Wang did well in the exam." Ye Zhijuan said, pointing at the dining table.

"Oh, OK. What's the filling?" Wang Jingwen nodded after hearing this. She had heard Tang Zhitong mention Wang Bo's matter before, so she naturally knew that it was about the primary selection of rural doctors.

"Cabbage and vermicelli. There are two books next to it. Would you like to take a look?" Seeing her daughter's eyes fixed on the steamed buns, Ye Zhijuan sighed in her heart but did not show it on her face.

"Book?" Wang Jingwen walked to the table, and immediately threw away her greed. She asked in surprise, "Oh! It's published?!"

"Well, the first version was just delivered today. It's needed for training." Seeing her daughter happy, how could Ye Zhijuan not be happy too?
Ye Zhijuan received a lot of congratulations today. Who wouldn't like such a son-in-law?

Last year, the gossipy colleague who said that Wenwen had suffered a lot following Tang Zhitong, after hearing the whole story, his eyes turned red like a rabbit, but he dared not say anything. When Ye Zhijuan saw this, she felt so happy.

"Then I'll take them all." Student Wang held the two books in his arms, treating them as treasures.

"Okay, take it and show it to Anzi when you get back. The creative bonus and certificate will be mailed to his unit in the next two days. Ask Anzi to check them out." Ye Zhijuan readily agreed.

"Okay, let's go back then." Student Xiao Wang carefully put the two books into his bag, patted it twice, and said.

"Well, drive slowly. Take these two cans of food back and add some dishes tonight." Ye Zhijuan stood up, found a net bag, put the two cans of food in it first, and then put the noodle bag containing the steamed buns in it.

"Mom, forget about the canned food." Everyone's family is short of rations right now, so Xiao Wang can still accept a few steamed buns. But meat is too scarce for her to take home, and her mother's family is also short of meat.

"Listen to me, take it. You've caused a lot of trouble to Anzi recently." Ye Zhijuan said in an unquestionable tone.

"Okay." Xiao Wang was also quick to accept it, and then said to Jingying and Jingmin, "Ask your brother-in-law to add more dishes for you in a few days."

"Don't spoil the children. There are canned food at home, so they will have enough to eat. Let's go quickly, it will be dark soon." Ye Zhijuan started to drive them away.

"Aunt, goodbye." Feng Zhen saw that her sister-in-law was about to leave, so she got up from the sofa and greeted Ye Zhijuan politely.

"Goodbye, come and visit us when you have time." Ye Zhijuan and Fengzhi waved gently.

"Yeah." Fengzhen responded with a smile, changed her shoes, and followed her sister-in-law out. After leaving the house, she turned around and waved goodbye to her two friends.

By the time Xiao Wang and Feng Zhen returned home, Tielu Guluba's crying had come to an end. Tang Zhitong not only lent Liu Zhang two kilograms of food coupons, but also got the IOU signed and guaranteed by Lu Dexian.

At this time, Zhang Guifang was nagging Tang Zhitong at home: "Every family has a hard time. I have no objection to you lending her food coupons, but why are you asking for an IOU? You will see her everywhere if you look down. It will have a bad influence on you."

"Yes, yes, you are right." Tang Zhitong listened happily, as if Zhang Guifang was not accusing him. He did not tell his mother about his suspicions, nor did he refute it.

As a sensible young time traveler, Tang Zhitong knows that it is a blessing to have parents nagging him. Of course, the prerequisite is that they are reasonable and not arrogant and ignorant.

Xiao Wang doesn’t know what her husband has done to make her mother-in-law unhappy, but that doesn’t stop her from favoring her husband.

As soon as he entered the house, Xiao Wang did not bother to use a feather duster to sweep the dirt. He first put the net bag on the dining table, then took out two copies of the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" from his shoulder bag and announced the good news to his mother-in-law: "Mom, Anzi has made you proud. This is the book he helped write and it has been published!"

"Oh, really?! Let me see!" Sure enough, when Zhang Guifang heard this, she immediately forgot what happened just now. She rubbed her hands back and forth on her lapels several times before taking the book from her daughter-in-law. She held it in her hands as if it were a treasure and began to flip through it carefully.

"Let me see, I want to see it too!" Feng Zhi heard this and stopped doing her homework, and stopped thinking about the cans on the table. She ran over to see it first. "Wait, I haven't seen it yet." There was only one book left, so Tang Zhitong took it as a matter of course. After working on it for so long, it was finally settled!

When I opened the book's title page, I saw the familiar Mao handwriting, with 15 words in total, flying like a dragon and dancing like a phoenix:

Improve medical standards and protect people's health.

The signature is at the end.

Turning the pages further, Tang Zhitong looked for the list of editors and the list of reviewers one by one.

I am on the list of editors and the list of reviewers, while Ye Zhijuan is only on the list of reviewers.

Seeing this, Tang Zhitong felt relieved. Now everything was stable. As long as they didn't do anything stupid and didn't get involved in factions, it wouldn't be a problem for the mother and daughter to spend those ten years peacefully.

Tang Zhitong has limited experience and limited knowledge, so many things can only be guessed based on limited disclosures, which is actually quite tiring.

Tang Zhitong would rather believe that everything was caused by the same goal but different concepts. However, this kind of thing is very brain-consuming, and he would rather not participate if he can. Of course, at his level, he is not qualified to participate.

Looking further down, there is publication information, but no sequence.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether there is a title or a preface.

Besides, with such a good work before it, no one is qualified to write a preface for it.

Tang Zhitong looked down at the publishing information, which listed the printing factory, issuing unit, format, printed sheets, inserts, number of words, edition, print quantity, book number, and price in order.

Tang Zhitong was concerned about the print run, which was 30 copies! This was the first edition!
"Mom, mom, you can't read, let me see it." Fengzhi saw that she couldn't snatch it from her brother, so she simply turned her target to her biological mother.

"You unlucky child!" Zhang Guifang was hit in a sore spot and gave Fengzhi a light Five Finger Mountain of Love on the butt. Fortunately, her reason prevailed, otherwise she would have been hit with lightning speed.

After slapping Fengzhi, Zhang Guifang handed her the book and instructed, "Look for your brother's name."

"Yeah, yeah." Feng Zhi had thick blood, so she didn't care about the painless slap at all. She took the book and started flipping through it. As soon as she turned to the first page, she exclaimed, "This is the handwriting of our beloved, great, great savior who we are not allowed to mention on the platform!"

"It does look a bit like them. What's your brother's name?" Zhang Guifang is an ordinary person and is not very sensitive to this. She only cares about whether her son's name is in the book.

"Yes, yes, it appeared twice!" Fengzhi turned another page under her mother's urging and pointed out to her mother where her brother's name appeared. She muttered in her heart: Books are more majestic than newspapers. Her brother's name was not even on the last newspaper.

"May our ancestors bless us, may our ancestors bless us." Zhang Guifang had little knowledge, but she also understood the significance of publishing books and biographies. Her son had become a cultured man!
After confirming that her son's name was in the book, Zhang Guifang stopped reading it, wiped away her tears, handed the book to her daughter, and immediately found the incense burner to burn incense.

"I was so happy that I didn't even have the chance to take a look. I didn't expect there was an inscription." Student Wang came close to her husband and carefully stroked the inscription. Others may not know its importance, but she does.

"Hehe, we have to have a drink tonight." Tang Zhitong handed the book to Feng Zhen who was waiting eagerly on the side.

Tang Zhitong was very happy, even happier than when he had invented the pressure cooker and underwear. He wondered how many people would be saved from the torture of diseases by the book coming out ahead of schedule. It would be a great merit!

"My mother asked me to bring back two cans of food. I thought I was going to add some dishes for everyone, but I didn't expect it was going to be some food and wine for you." Classmate Wang smiled brightly. She was happier that her husband was recognized than she was when she was received and shook hands.

Zhang Guifang stewed a cabbage today, and some small pickles, plus the two cans of meat that Ye Zhijuan asked her to bring back, so this dinner was quite sumptuous.

Tang Zhitong drank a little, not much, just two taels.

There is a saying in later generations: Wine is the essence of grain, the more you drink, the younger you become.

That's not necessarily true, but alcohol does have its own calories. Tang Zhitong ate a steamed bun and felt full before he even finished his allotment. He didn't even get to eat the snacks he brought back.

Zhang Guifang put the snacks away and put them together with the ones that Xiao Wang brought back last time, saying that they would eat them slowly later.

After dinner, the couple returned to the wing room, and Tang Zhitong brought back a bucket of water from the main house.

While combing her hair, Xiao Wang told Tang Zhitong about the creative bonus and certificate as well as Wang Bo's test results.

"That's great. I can explain to Yan Xiongfei now." The stove was idle anyway, so Tang Zhitong first boiled a pot of water, then squatted beside the stove, lit a cigarette, and chatted with classmate Xiao Wang about family matters.

As for whether Wang Bo achieved good results due to his personal ability or Ye Zhijuan's operation, it is not so important. What is important is that he passed the preliminary selection.

"Why did our mother say that to you?" Compared to outsiders, Xiao Wang cares more about her husband's affairs.

"Well, I'll be back from get off work this afternoon..." Tang Zhitong roughly told Xiao Wang what had happened.

"I think what our mother said makes sense. Do you have any evil intentions?" After hearing this, Xiao Wang covered her mouth and laughed. Based on her understanding of her husband, he would definitely not lend food to his enemy so readily.

"Hehe, what evil intentions could I have? You've already used your awareness to confront me, so I definitely won't lend it to you." Tang Zhitong tilted the corner of his mouth, snorted coldly, and put on a sly smile on his face.

"Do you want to go find Aunt Xu?" Xiao Wang didn't believe it at all and guessed.

"He who understands me is a loving wife. I'll go over tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to remind Aunt Xu, and then wait for the result." Tang Zhitong smiled brightly this time and did not hide it from Xiao Wang.

"What kind of food coupons did you lend out? It won't be difficult to check, right?"

"Hmph, those who can borrow food coupons from outside are all from relatively well-off families. Everyone uses coarse grain coupons, after all, no one likes to eat coarse grains. As long as Liu Zhang doesn't hold back, we can find out the truth once we check." Tang Zhitong threw the cigarette butt directly into the stove.

Saving cigarette butts is just something you say to others. Everyone who smokes knows that the back half of a lit cigarette has a high tar content. After being left for a while, the smell is particularly strong. Anyone who cares about quality of life will not even look at it.

After the water boiled, Tang Zhitong added hot water, and the two of them soaked their feet nicely, and then cleaned the key parts.

The water in the bucket is icy cold, and the water in the kettle is very hot, meeting the conditions for ice and fire.

Being slightly tipsy and inspired by the publication of their book, the couple had a friendly and cordial exchange.

(End of this chapter)