Back to 80s: Hot wife goes crazy

The society has just been established for more than a year, and it still doesn’t even have a proper name.

At first, a few reporters from the newspaper came together to have fun together, and then they brought their friends to participate, and the team gradually grew.

"Now, in addition to people from the newspaper office, there are also doctors, painters, poets, and a few college students. They range in age from teenagers to over 70 years old, both men and women."

Yan Jingshu thought for a while and continued: "Some people like exaggerated and funny dramas, some people like grand and magnificent historical dramas, and some people like tragedies. Everyone's preferences are different."

Song Yanran listened very carefully and wanted to take out a pen to write down all the important points.

"Just play what you like and are good at." Yan Jingshu finished the introduction, picked up the buns and started eating again.

While nibbling on the buns, he quietly looked at Tang Xueli sitting next to him.

Tang Xueli concentrated on chewing the ribs and didn't pay much attention to what he was saying.

When Song Yanran was thinking about what to act, she felt her toes being stepped on.

"Old saying! Show off your long legs, right?"

Yan Jingshu raised his eyes innocently and looked at her.

Song Yanran reacted, coughed lightly, glanced at Tang Xueli furtively, and brought the topic back, "Is there anyone in their 70s? Who is it and what does he do?"

Yan Jingshu's heart lifted and he said, "He is an old Chinese doctor, his surname is Hua."

Song Yanran joked: "Are you a descendant of Hua Tuo?"

"Hua Minghe, have you heard of him? He should be quite famous." Yan Jingshu paused, "I don't know if he is a descendant of Hua Tuo."

Song Yanran thought about it for a moment: "I seemed to have heard this name on the radio, but I didn't pay much attention."

"His grandson Hua Fang is also a college student at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He will be a sophomore soon."

Yan Jingshu talked about the key points without leaving any trace.

Tang Xueli, who had been silent until now, finally responded, "Hua Minghe, Hua Fang?"

Yan Jingshu said lightly, "Yeah", "You are interested in Chinese medicine. You must know Hua Minghe, right?"

Of course Tang Xueli recognized it.

In her previous life, she had seen Hua Minghe's legs.

At that time, she often felt numbness at the place where her amputation occurred, and she often suffered from tingling and numbness in the winter. Later, she got better after taking Chinese medicine prescribed by Hua Minghe.

Hua Minghe's grandson Hua Fang is a wizard of Chinese medicine. He has made great achievements at a young age. He has studied a large number of Chinese medicine classics very thoroughly. He is good at acupuncture and can prescribe medicines with extremely accuracy.

Some difficult and complicated diseases that cannot be diagnosed or cured by Western medicine have been well controlled and improved under his treatment, and many have even been cured.

"Yes, I know you." Tang Xueli said calmly. She raised her eyes to look at Yan Jingshu and asked directly: "Why do you want me to participate in this club activity? I want to hear your true thoughts."

The two people next to them seemed to be having a cross talk, saying one sentence to the other, but it was impossible for Tang Xueli not to hear what the purpose was.

Small movements like kicking your feet are too obvious.

She would be a fool if she couldn't feel it anymore.

But she didn't quite understand why Yan Jingshu went to such great lengths to invite her.

Yan Jingshu fell silent. He did have a purpose, but he didn't want to say it.

"If you are really not interested, I won't persuade you."

Tang Xueli glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to chew the ribs.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit tense. Song Yanran was sensible and did not dare to talk nonsense. She kept her head down and ate shredded potatoes, occasionally a piece of ribs, and even showed off two meat buns.

When she was about to finish eating, Tang Xueli put down her chopsticks and said to Song Yanran, "I will accompany you tomorrow and watch you act."

Song Yanran's eyes lit up, "Sister Xueli, you are so kind! I was so moved that I almost cried."

Yan Jingshu swallowed the bun in his mouth before chewing it completely, and almost choked to death.

Cough cough cough, he picked up the cup and took a gulp of water before swallowing the mouthful of buns.

Song Yanran looked at Yan Jingshu with a smile and complained about "nothing to show for". "Journalist Yan, your invitation still counts, right?" Tang Xueli asked Yan Jingshu specifically.

Yan Jingshu nodded vigorously: "Of course."

After the meal, the three of them left the hotel and followed the route, first sending Tang Xueli back to the family building, and then Yan Jingshu sent Song Yanran back to her residence.

On the way, Song Yanran couldn't help but ask Yan Jingshu: "Do you have any purpose in inviting Sister Xueli to club activities? You can't even tell me?"·

Yan Jingshu was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "It's hard to say."

He didn't know if what he felt was right. He saw some kind of "extreme" in Tang Xueli.

He was afraid that one day in the future, she would make an irreversible mistake.

Maybe he was self-righteous, but he still hoped that within his ability, he could slowly smooth out her "extremes" in a less deliberate way.

In the gathering of this small community, everyone expresses their opinions and the collision of opinions can bring a lot of inspiration and enlightenment to people.

Tang Xueli is very smart and a perceptive student. It should be good for her to absorb more broad information.

"It's hard to say, forget it." Song Yanran patted Yan Jingshu's shoulder carelessly, "You must have your intentions. Anyway, it's not a bad thing to participate in more activities like this. I'm taking advantage of sister Xue Li. I'm so lucky."

Yan Jingshu walked slowly and said, "Not counting the glory, if Xue Li doesn't go, I will take you there."

"The old saying is true, thank you!" Song Yanran gave Yan Jingshu a serious bow.

Yan Jingshu smiled and said, "The movements are quite standard."

Song Yanran raised her chin proudly, "Of course, I learned from watching TV and practiced it many times!"

Song Yanran is serious about acting.

She stayed up all night and rehearsed a scene over and over again.

Tang Xueli didn't sleep that night. She was so absorbed in reading a book about the history of traditional Chinese medicine that she forgot about the time. When she looked up from the book, the window was already dark.

When I came back from my run, breakfast was already on the table.

Tang Shuangshuang drank millet porridge while snoring, and asked Tang Xueli with a smile: "Sister, do you have any other appointments this afternoon?"

Tang Xueli replied quietly: "Going to participate in a club activity."

"With whom?" Tang Shuangshuang asked pointedly.

"Song Yanran, Teacher Yan, and more than a dozen people." Tang Xueli didn't have much expression on her face, but was a little serious.

Tang Shuangshuang didn't dare to joke any more.

I was originally scheduled to go to the bookstore in the afternoon, but now it has been moved to the morning.

After the mother and daughter packed up, they took a walk to the bookstore.

Tang Yuanyuan has recently read several books by Tang Xueli, including novels, biographies, and history books. She gained tremendous power from the books.

Those outstanding people became her role models.

In the bookstore at this time, many books were placed on the glass counter. Tang Yuanyuan pointed to a book and asked Tang Xuelia in a low voice: "What is this book about? Is it good? Can I understand it?"

Tang Xueli took one look at it and said, "It looks good. This book is not difficult to understand."

Tang Yuanyuan pointed to the side: "What about this book?"

"I haven't read this book, but it should be good." Tang Xueli said, "If you are interested, buy it and read it slowly."

"I'm interested in so many things that I can't finish them all even if I buy them." Tang Yuanyuan has difficulty choosing.

The counter staff took out the book and showed it to Tang Yuanyuan, but she still couldn't make a decision.

When I was struggling, a familiar voice came to my ears: "Are you here to buy books?"

Tang Yuanyuan was startled, turned around and said hello: "Director Liang." (End of Chapter)