Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

That night was a blessing in disguise for Zhai Yaohui. Although he was scolded by Du Ye, the question that he had never dared to ask almost became a nightmare in his heart, and he got the answer that best suited his heart.

On summer mornings, it always dawns very early. The parrot living under the corridor has not yet begun to sing. Zhai Yaohui, who has a strong military spirit, although he has only slept for a few hours, is more refreshed than before and is ready to follow at any time.

Grandpa Du and the others continued their battle of wits and courage.

Reluctant to get up under the hazy morning color, Zhai Yaohui almost glued his eyes to those delicate and moist lips. Until Zhai Yaohui used his excellent scout's excellent eyesight to confirm again and again that the two pink lips were even more translucent than before.

, without any minor wounds.

Zhai Yaohui couldn't help but smell the fragrance on her clear pink lips before getting up and washing up. In the yard, along with the brisk footsteps of the old man and old lady, the crisp crow of the little parrot became farther and farther away.

The four previous emperors and Lafayette had just gone out for a walk, and Zhai Yaohui also left the courtyard openly. Before leaving, he did not forget to signal the safety of the military dog ​​Dahei who lived not far from the west wing and was doing his duty, as well as the little military wife who was sleeping soundly inside.

I'll leave it to you.[

Zhai Yaohui specially sent this military dog, which is very foresight. As an excellent military dog ​​that has just retired, Dahei still maintains its agile explosive power and keen senses. Zhai Yaohui, who has fought alongside Dahei several times, is very

Clearly, two or three grown men are no match for Da Hei.

However, what Zhai Yaohui was most satisfied with was that, besides Ya'er, Dahei was the most sensitive to Zhai Yaohui's aura.

As the best and most famous military dog ​​in the army, Dahei is different from the fat dog that Grandpa Du used to raise in Qinghe Bay. Dahei has its own reserve and does not open its mouth easily.

Open your mouth and you will hit.

If Grandpa Du hadn't often circled around Dahei to study and confirmed it no less than a hundred times, the military dog ​​Dahei's eyes were indeed fierce enough. He also thought of the old saying in the countryside, "A dog that bites does not bark." Grandpa Du would have almost stopped.

He thought that Zhai Yaohui randomly got a fancy one to fool himself.

After Grandpa Du confirmed Dahei's strength, he was very proud to let Dahei be his granddaughter's bodyguard. The little bastard was thick-skinned and bold, and dared to do anything. But with the fierce Dahei around, Grandpa Du felt that he

Can have a good sleep.

It's a pity that Grandpa Du has a good plan, but Zhai Yaohui is more experienced and has established a deep revolutionary friendship with Dahei.

Even after several years, the tall and fierce Dahei was too old to move. The little bastard in Grandpa Du's mouth completely abducted his beloved granddaughter. Grandpa Du still didn't realize that Dahei had been beaten by the big-tailed wolf from the beginning.

Bought.

Of course, that’s a story for another day!

Zhai Yaohui, who returned to the army after taking leave, was crying and howling as he tormented his men, but he himself was fulfilling his promise step by step, to make the little man engraved in his heart the happiest little military wife in the entire army!

Ya'er didn't know that Zhai Yaohui, who had always only had long-term ambitions, would actually set up such a nondescript ambition from that day on. In addition to the leisurely review of homework, Zhao Weihong, who loves to sharpen his guns in battle, also experienced it firsthand.

Once her ultimate resort.

In the self-study room, students from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine always look for the quizmaster to answer their questions and never forget to give Zhao Weihong in the next seat a helpless look. Who makes all the students immersed in studying without those two brushes?

Miss Zhao, who was taking the theology exam, lived a leisurely and joyful little life. She was so happy.

While her classmates seemed to be sympathetic but were actually laughing at her, Miss Zhao, who had dark bags under her eyes and an unusually rosy and healthy complexion, finally ushered in the long-awaited final exam.

A few days ago, Zhao Weihong planned to take advantage of the summer vacation to let Du Xuanjin see her skills as a Beijing expert. But when Zhao Weihong, who was dizzy but extremely excited, crawled out of the examination room for the last subject, she did not dare to mention it.

I would rather be sent to the army for training by my father for two months than to try the inhuman torture of Du Xuanjin's unique stunt again.

As soon as the final exam was over, Zhao Weihong immediately returned to the dormitory, packed up a small bag, picked it up and ran away.

Ya'er looked at the back of Miss Zhao, who was hiding from her like a snake and a scorpion, and couldn't laugh or cry.

Taking over Zhao Weihong's responsibility for the previous semester, Ya'er accompanied her three out-of-town roommates to search for things. After seeing off Wang Mingjuan and the others, who were also eager to return home, and cleaning the dormitory, Ya'er stretched and then locked the door and returned.

Home.

In fact, Ya'er has already planned this summer vacation. Although the old man and the old lady at home have been in the capital for half a year, except for the parks, vegetable markets, and shops near the courtyard, they have not visited other places.

Haven't gone for a walk yet.

Before Ya'er's final exam, brothers Du Haoyu and others had completely walked out of the ivory tower of the school and became new people in society. Except for Guo Xiaohai who insisted on working alone with Feng Kai, Du Haoyu and others obeyed the assignment step by step. This paragraph

They were busy at that time, and Ya'er couldn't find anyone even if she wanted to recruit someone.

In the four years of college life, in addition to the professional knowledge learned in school, Du Haoyu and others have learned the true stories of several old men in terms of life experience and ways of doing things. They have already become Qianlima horses, unlike Wu Xia Amen.

, naturally there will be people who know horses.[

However, even though Ya'er had been mentally prepared, she was still very puzzled by Du Wenhao's choice. Du Wenhao, who majored in science and engineering, ended up working in a newspaper. As a result, Wang Dajiang, who also majored in science and engineering, entered a research institute.

Not so weird anymore.

The remaining five brothers are all relatively smooth and sophisticated. Under the protection of Mr. Han, Mr. Wang and others, they successfully entered the country's grassroots institutions and became public servants of the people.

Du Haozhou and the others, who have just stepped into their jobs, have been busy these days. But not only is Grandpa Du happy all day long, even Ya'er's snickering almond-shaped eyes have become a little smaller. Brothers,

Get busy, the busier you are, the more I hope to become the precious sister of the rich and official generation as soon as possible.

At the beginning of the summer vacation, Ya'er was as happy as a little mouse, accompanying old men and old ladies all over the capital. Today she went to the park, tomorrow she visited the Forbidden City, and the day after tomorrow she went to Tiananmen Square, where she met the tall and mighty guards.

Flag bearers.

That evening, despite the strong lingering sun, Ya'er, who was still refreshed, gnawed on the sandy watermelon picked from the big house, and suggested, "Grandpa, it's been too hot these past two days, why don't we go boating in Houhai tomorrow?"

?”

Li Qingyuan and Zhai Mingshan haven't answered yet. In the past few days, they have seen the high-rise buildings of this era and met the blond and blue-eyed foreigners. Grandpa Du, who felt that he had gained a lot of knowledge, responded happily, "Sure!"

Before Grandpa Du could show off to the other two old men that he could still climb trees and row boats, he was stopped by Zhang Zeyuan who came in from the outside, "Uncle Du, I don't think it's possible!"

"Oh, what's wrong with you?" Grandpa Du's attitude towards Zhang Zeyuan, his half-nephew, has always been cordial.

"Uncle Du, I'm fine! Something's wrong with Ya'er!" Zhang Zeyuan was not polite, sat down, handed the information he brought back to Ya'er, picked up a piece of watermelon in his hand and ate it.

Zhang Zeyuan ate three watermelons in a row first, and after waiting for the heat on his body to subside a little, he explained to Ya'er, who was looking at the information with a confused face, "Mr. Song and the others have already polished the paper, and it will be done soon."

It is about to be published. However, Mr. Song and others suggested that it is necessary to translate an English paper first."

"So, the task of translating the paper falls on me?" Ya'er said cautiously.

When Zhang Zeyuan saw the expressions on Ya'er and you bullying the young, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Mr. Song and the others are old leaders in the field of Chinese medicine. This is true. But looking at the age of Mr. Song and the others, they probably don't even know what pinyin is. You

Do you expect them to translate?”

Seeing his goddaughter turn her plaintive eyes on him, Zhang Zeyuan quickly surrendered, "Ya'er, it's not that my godfather doesn't want to help! But with my two brushes, I can have a few simple conversations, but I really can't do the translation job.

.Besides, most of the papers contain professional Chinese medicine knowledge, so it’s impossible to ask the English department teachers for help.”

From the moment she received the information, Ya'er had already guessed that this must be her job, but now that she was enjoying herself, she felt a little unwilling to be interrupted by this unplanned task.

Zhang Zeyuan knew Ya'er's little thoughts and gathered an ally, "Aunt Wang, you have taught Ya'er, tell me, is Ya'er's current English level better than the previous ones? Translating a paper is not enough

A piece of cake!”

"Of course! This little girl is completely self-taught!" Grandma Wang thought that she was a very unqualified teacher compared to Zhang Zeyuan. Except for the two years she lived in Qinghe Bay, she taught Ya'er a few words of English.

Apart from that, I never taught anything else. Instead, I often chatted with this girl and practiced the bird songs spoken by Lao Du.

Grandpa Du didn't know much about the thesis, so he pulled Grandpa Li to ask. The more he listened, the more he grinned.

"Ya'er, studying is important! When can't we go out for a walk? Besides, we have been walking for several days and we are all tired. Brother Zhai, what do you think?" Grandpa Du will also look for allies!

"Yes! Ya'er, our old arms and legs have long been unable to move!" Zhai Mingshan said pitifully, but just from the strong voice, he knew that this old man would not lie.

When Ya'er saw the old man and the old ladies staring at her with bright eyes, all she wanted to do was grit her teeth. From just now to now, she has only asked one question, and she has never said it without translation! If the master has something to do, the disciple will obey him.

Old man!

That night, Ya'er happily took on the new task.

When she got up early the next day and was about to win the paper in one fell swoop, Ya'er discovered that translating a Chinese medicine paper was definitely not a piece of cake as her godfather said, but a pot of oily boiling fish covered with a layer of chili peppers.

, to make people talk.[

It can be said that translation was Du Xuanjin's main job in her previous life, but looking at the paper she wrote in front of her, it was so difficult that Ya'er just wanted to call her mother. It was simply more difficult than translating ancient texts like "The Analects of Confucius".

At least there is not so much professional knowledge in "The Analects", and there are not so many Chinese medicinal materials that foreigners may have never heard of.

Ya'er started spending time in the library looking up information and dictionaries again. In the dead of night, she could only miss the convenience of the Internet.

In the past few days, not only was Wang Nai Nai being asked questions by Ya'er, but even Professor Dong from the English Department of University B wanted to hide in a crack in the ground.

On this day, Old Man Dong, who was blocked at home by Ya'er again, bowed and bowed, and begged: "I said to little classmate Du Xuanjin, do you understand that we must respect our teachers and teach them seriously? Teacher, isn't it just asking you to help guide us?"

After a few oral classes, why did you spare no effort to destroy the summer vacation that the teacher has been looking forward to for so long? The teacher has lived for most of his life, and now he doesn’t even know what Eucommia ulmoides is, so how do you know what foreigners call it!"

Ya'er was a bit fussy in her work and focused on excellence. Finally, she made a call to the home of her eldest uncle of the Zhai family, who was a diplomat in the United States. Halfway through the summer vacation, the phone bill was racking up, and she called her eldest uncle and cousin.

After they all gained a lot of common knowledge about Chinese medicine, Ya'er finally finished translating the paper with half anxiety and half gritted teeth.

Ya'er handed the paper to Mr. Song and the others, returned home and slept soundly for a whole day with her head covered. Who said that translating the paper was easy, so she fought hard for him, even losing face to her godfather.

A few days ago, Grandpa Du and the others did not dare to disturb his somewhat crazy granddaughter. That day, he saw his granddaughter going out with a pile of paper and returning home empty-handed. However, her little face, which had just gained weight, was frighteningly pale, and she still had two big eyes hanging on her face.

Dark circles.

Although in the hearts of Grandpa Du and the others, Zhang Zeyuan's status is definitely not low, and they also think that his character is better, they still can't help but mutter in their hearts that Xiao Zhang did something unreasonable, look at how hard he is "forcing" the child!

Ya'er slept soundly all day and night, and when she woke up the next morning, she was radiant again. The holiday was already halfway over, and she had to plan her next trip carefully.

Holding the map of the capital that Grandpa Zhai got from somewhere, Ya'er was planning her trip to the capital with great interest.

And at this moment, a distinguished guest came to the pharmacy of several old masters! Ya'er's vacation is about to be completely ruined!

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