Chapter 144: Quick Transmigration: Film and Television Myriad Heavens Chapter 24: Wedding and New Year
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Protagonist:
Lin Hao
In the blink of an eye it was the sixteenth day of the Twelfth Lunar Month; that day, the sunlight seemed especially favored, every ray cast down carrying a celebratory flavor.
Early in the morning, the Zhou Family and the neighbors were all busy beyond measure, everyone's face beaming with joyful smiles.
Lin Kun and Ding Xiu, Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan — these two newlywed couples — both dressed themselves up carefully, their eyes full of longing and expectation for their new life.
With a burst of crackling firecrackers, the two couples held hands together, stepping into the hall of marriage with light and resolute strides. The wedding scene at that moment, though lacking luxurious and elaborate arrangements and held extremely simply and plainly, was nevertheless filled everywhere with rich warmth.
Those who came to attend the wedding were mainly family members; those assorted aunts and uncles gathered together, their voices of laughter and merriment never ceasing, chatting about family matters one after another, teasing the newlyweds from time to time, the atmosphere exceptionally lively.
There were also some colleagues of the newlyweds who were very close at the factory; they came bringing sincere blessings, everyone sitting together sharing this joy.
The two weddings together set out only five tables, but fortunately the houses of both the Lin Family and the Zhou Family were spacious enough, the space completely sufficient to set out these tables and chairs and accommodate the relatives and friends who came to offer congratulations.
Amidst a lively and harmonious atmosphere, the wedding gradually drew to a close. By evening, Lin Kun and Ding Xiu, already full of joy in their hearts, impatiently went to their new room, which though not large was warm and full.
At this time, only Lin Hao was left at home. He sat quietly in the room, listening to the street sounds outside gradually quieting down, and a trace of unusual thoughts inevitably arose in his heart. He gazed at the empty house, thinking that his brother now had his own small family and had begun a new chapter of life, while he himself was still alone.
Lin Hao couldn't help but secretly ponder: shouldn't he also find a partner? But finding a partner couldn't be done casually, after all this was a matter concerning a lifetime, and had to be approached with great caution. His mind began to imagine what his future other half would look like — gentle and quiet, or lively and cheerful? But no matter what, he knew that this fate had to be waited for slowly, and he had to meet that truly suitable person.
Just like that, on this somewhat quiet night, Lin Hao, carrying his longing for future love and a trace of faint melancholy, slowly entered dreamland.
After the noise and bustle of the wedding passed, the New Year flavor grew even stronger, and the streets and alleys were all permeated with a celebratory atmosphere.
This year, Lin Hao, considering that his brother had just married, politely declined the Zhou Family's enthusiastic invitation, and the three of them celebrated the New Year lively at their own home.
On the other side, Zhou Bingyi, on the twenty-ninth day of the Twelfth Lunar Month, also brought his partner Hao Dongmei and hurried back home. Although he missed the weddings of the two newlywed couples at home, the moment Zhou Bingyi appeared at the doorway of his home, the whole Zhou Family was overjoyed, crowding around to ask about everything, and voices of laughter and merriment instantly filled the entire house.
After Zhou Bingyi returned home, he had something on his mind all along.
That evening, after dealing with some trivial matters of family gathering, he alone came to Lin Hao's home.
Lin Hao was sitting in the room reading a book; seeing Zhou Bingyi arrive, he hurriedly stood up to greet him: "Brother Bingyi, please sit, coming over so late, is there something?"
Zhou Bingyi didn't beat around the bush, and directly said: "Lin Hao, this time I came, there really is an important matter I want to ask you. Do you still remember that Frostbite Prevention Pill you gave me before?"
Lin Hao, upon hearing this, immediately had the image of the pill appear in his mind, and nodded: "I remember, what's wrong?"
Zhou Bingyi's expression was somewhat excited as he slowly said: "It's like this. When I was in the Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps, once I went out on patrol, the weather was terribly cold, and as a result three comrades accidentally fell into an ice hole. You know, in that kind of situation, the risk of frostbite is great. At that time I thought of those pills you gave me, and hurriedly gave them to them. Hey, guess what, the effect was really quite good; the frostbite of several comrades was quickly brought under control, and they recovered quite well."
Lin Hao smiled slightly and said: "That's good, as long as it can be of use."
Zhou Bingyi continued: "Well, after the army commanders learned of this, they felt this medicine was quite good, and thought that if it could be promoted, then in the future soldiers carrying out missions in cold environments would have an extra guarantee. So I came today to ask for your opinion, to see if you agree to promote this kind of pill?"
Lin Hao, upon hearing this, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and began to ponder in his heart.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Hao slowly said to Zhou Bingyi: "Brother Bingyi, actually the formula of this pill isn't complicated; it's mainly some common medicinal herbs combined, plus some processing methods I figured out myself, which gave it this frostbite prevention effect."
He paused, then continued somewhat helplessly: "It's just that, several of the medicinal herbs inside are indeed hard to find. It's not easy to find them in our ordinary places, let alone if it's promoted on a large scale — the supply of medicinal herbs would probably be a problem."
Zhou Bingyi listened seriously, nodded and said: "I can think of this situation too. But if the army decides to promote it, they will surely find a way to solve the problem of the source of medicinal herbs. After all, the commanders value that this pill can truly help the soldiers, which is why they had the idea of promoting it."
Lin Hao, hearing Zhou Bingyi's words, felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
He thought of those soldiers carrying out missions in harsh environments; if this pill could be promoted, it could indeed give them an extra guarantee and spare them much suffering from frostbite — this was undoubtedly a deed of immeasurable merit.
Thus, Lin Hao made up his mind, his gaze becoming resolute, and said to Zhou Bingyi: "Brother Bingyi, since that's the case, then I agree to promote this pill. This can be considered a small contribution I can make for the army and for those soldiers."
Saying this, Lin Hao turned and walked to the writing desk, picked up brush and paper, and neatly wrote out the formula for the Frostbite Prevention Pill.
After writing it, he carefully checked it once to make sure there were no mistakes, then handed the slip of paper to Zhou Bingyi, solemnly saying: "Brother Bingyi, take this back to the army with you; I hope this pill can truly be of great help."
Zhou Bingyi took the slip of paper, carefully put it away, and said to Lin Hao with a face full of gratitude: "Lin Hao, you've truly done a great good deed; I thank you on behalf of the soldiers of the army. When I return, I will definitely hand this formula to the commanders as soon as possible, so they can properly study the matter of promotion."
Just like that, on this night of the twenty-ninth day of the Twelfth Lunar Month, a small formula carried Lin Hao's kindness and expectations, and would soon, with Zhou Bingyi, embark on the journey to the army, to begin a new journey that might perhaps benefit more people.
After the New Year passed, Lin Hao also began his work; Cai Xiaoguang's father arranged for him to enter the Soy Sauce Factory as a doctor — actually called a doctor, it was just managing some common medicines, after all ordinary people still trusted the doctors at the Hospital more.
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