I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 385: Who Are You Calling a Loss?

Qiao Qingyu estimated that there would be no problem with the grant support fund.

After all, the first year’s corn seeds for the entire county were provided by the Qiao Family Team.

This year, the Qiao Family Team still provided the finest corn seeds.

In terms of technology, they were mature.

The corn seeds they cultivated also had the highest germination rate.

Now, Qiao Qingyu needed to make a trip to Beijing to secure the documents.

There were many such tasks, but there were also many people handling them.

Qiao Qingyu gave Da Niu several instructions and then gave her some encouragement.

She couldn’t put too much pressure on her.

It was rare for a child to have such a sense of responsibility nowadays.

After discussing for a while, Da Niu remembered the few tasks her aunt had arranged for her and needed to make decisions now since her aunt would be leaving tomorrow afternoon.

Da Niu said, "Aunt, I’ve decided to go to the village clinic to learn medicine from Dr. Jiang." ƒгeewebnovёl.com

After saying this, she carefully observed Qiao Qingyu’s expression and found that, although her aunt didn’t show any particular emotion, she could feel her approval for this decision as her aunt had often mentioned that her hands were very skillful and she was smart and resilient.

To be honest, not everyone in the Qiao Family was extraordinarily talented, but there were no clumsy ones either.

As for other jobs, such as the elementary school and the seed production base laboratory, Qiao Qingyu did not approve of Da Niu undertaking them. However, if Da Niu wanted to, she would arrange it.

But Qiao Qingyu still thought it was best for the young girl to learn medicine.

Whether for her present or her future, the benefits of studying medicine were tremendous.

Since Da Niu had decided to study medicine, Qiao Qingyu took her to the Qiao Family Team’s clinic.

She had already given a prior notice, and Dr. Jiang was not opposed to Da Niu learning medicine from her.

When Qiao Qingyu arrived at the clinic, Dr. Jiang was treating a villager who had accidentally injured his foot with a hoe.

Da Niu was capable and lively, and without needing Qiao Qingyu’s prompting, she automatically and willingly helped out.

After treating the injured foot, the villager paid the medical fee and left, supported by his family.

Dr. Jiang was a middle-aged woman in her thirties.

She and her husband were among the first batch of educated youths sent to the countryside.

Although they were not from the same place, they had fallen in love.

By their third year in the countryside, they had set up a family here, and the team had even built them a small house, but it was destroyed in a flood the following year. In an effort to rescue the team’s accounts and valuables, her husband perished in the line of duty.

Although his body was never found, survival was impossible in such a huge flood.

They had no children. Later, when the village established a clinic, Jiang Xiu, who knew some medicine, became the only doctor here.

Now that the educated youths were gradually returning to their own cities, Jiang Xiu did not wish to go back.

No one knew why, nor had they seen her family come to visit her, but everyone respected her and didn’t feel it was appropriate to pry into her private matters.

Jiang Xiu was a very gentle woman and also very patient. She smiled at Qiao Qingyu and said, "I really like Da Niu. One time, I was picking herbs on the mountain and accidentally twisted my ankle. This child was only about twelve years old at the time, yet she carried me down the mountain. Don’t worry, I will teach her well."

Da Niu also quickly assured, "Dr. Jiang, I will definitely study hard."

Qiao Qingyu then smiled and said, "Dr. Jiang, during this year, you really need to put in effort to teach her well. Next year, the health center is planning to expand; the preliminary plans are already set. In the winter, you will go to a provincial hospital for further training."

Jiang Xiu was stunned for a moment.

She was self-taught, without any formal qualifications. She hadn’t even finished middle school when she went to the countryside. Her medical skills were self-developed, a barefoot doctor for a large team. She had never had the opportunity to train in a big hospital, let alone stayed in a county hospital for a few days.

She hadn’t expected to have the chance to go to a provincial hospital for further training.

Qiao Qingyu was always straightforward in her dealings.

Jiang Xiu was naturally very grateful.

Da Niu’s formal name was Qiao Ye.

The name was actually quite pleasant, but it was chosen in a very simple manner during its time.

It was when Wang Mei knew her daughter-in-law had given birth to a granddaughter, she just pursed her lips, didn’t even go inside the house. It was autumn, the leaves from the poplar tree outside the gate were rustling down, and she casually said to her son, "Just call her Qiao Ye."

This might have been the most correct thing Wang Mei ever did; Da Niu’s name was quite elegant.

Much nicer sounding than the later Qiao Cui and Qiao Hua.

After Qiao Ye cleaned the health center, she set her work schedule for tomorrow and the future and then happily followed Qiao Qingyu back to her home.

She helped Qiao Qingyu pack things. Despite being only sixteen, she was very skilled at cooking. She cooked a lot of sorghum rice and millet crispy rice in the big pot, specially prepared them, and packed them in kraft paper bags for Qiao Qingyu to eat on the road.

The rice was picked very clean, not a grain of sand in sight; today’s cereals were tasty, the golden crispy rice was exceptionally fragrant, crispy, and crunchy in the mouth.

After everything was packed, Qiao Qingyu did not let Qiao Ye stay with her tonight but sent her back home.

Qiao Zhihai now lived with his eldest son, Qiao Liangbao’s family. Qiao Zhihai had three sons, the eldest being Qiao Ye’s father, and there were three daughters in the family.

The second son was Qiao Fengbao, who had the most children, three sons and two daughters.

Qiao Zhihai’s third son was Qiao Shubao, who was twenty-eight this year with a son and a daughter, living the best life among Qiao Zhihai’s sons and having the most cleverness in the family.

Before Qiao Qingyu even entered the yard, she heard Wang Mei scolding Liangbao’s wife.

Wang Mei was saying stuff like producing a bunch of money-losers, wanting to leave his family without descendants, being lazy and gluttonous, completely worthless, absolutely feeble, and so forth; she spared nothing in her insults.

Qiao Qingyu felt that starting from now, the spirit of Qiao Family Team needed to be uplifted. She didn’t want them to become affluent yet have the villagers’ moral standards remain incredibly low, casting a shadow over Xiao Kang Village.

People like Wang Mei were especially the key targets for reformation, particularly since such types were not uncommon in the Qiao Family Team.

She stood at the front gate, and Qiao Ye, seeing her aunt muster the courage, pushed open the door and shouted loudly, "Grandpa, grandma, my aunt has come."

In the Qiao family, only Qiao Qingyu could be called "aunt" by these children.

The cursing Wang Mei suddenly stopped as if someone had grabbed her by the throat, akin to a choked goose. She hadn’t expected Qiao Qingyu to come.

To be honest, she never dared to mess with this girl before, and now, even less so. Wang Mei stopped mid-sentence and put on a forced smile, "Oh, Qingyu is here, come in quickly, have you eaten dinner?"

"I have," Qiao Qingyu walked up with a smile, and directly asked, "Aunt, who were you calling a money-loser?"