The Age of Rebirth: Winning since the educated youth went to the countryside

Just as Zhou Ziwen came out of the clinic and was about to go home, Li Lei from the village suddenly ran over.

"Brother Li, what's wrong? Did someone get into trouble?"

Zhou Ziwen asked.

It's not that he is impatient, but as a village health worker, if he shows this kind of expression, it means something has happened.

"Something happened? Nothing happened! Ziwen, don't worry, it's a good thing."

When Zhu Jianguo heard this, he was stunned at first, and then began to explain.

"The captain of Zhaojia Village is here. They have brought a few baskets of things. Go and have a look!"

"Are they here to see me?"

Zhou Ziwen asked in surprise.

"Yes, you helped Captain Zhao with surgery before. Now that he is well, the first thing he did was to come and thank you."

Li Lei explained happily.

"Go, have a look."

Hearing this, Zhou Ziwen did not delay any longer and went straight home.

If Li Lei was not wrong, Captain Zhao would definitely find his home.

All he had to do was go home and wait to greet them.

Not long after I returned home, Captain Zhao came with his entire family.

The eldest son is Zhao Dajin, the second son is Zhao Shengyin, and the third son is Zhao Detong.

There are also Captain Zhao’s wife and several daughters, about ten in total, big and small.

"Uncle Zhao, what are you doing?"

Looking at such a big scene, Zhou Ziwen felt a little numb.

He treated many patients and many people came to thank him, but the only one who made such a big scene was Captain Zhao.

"Hey, the corn cobs in the field are ripe. I'll bring some to you."

Captain Zhao smiled and asked his sons to move things into the house, not giving Zhou Ziwen any chance to refuse.

"Uncle Zhao, this is such a great gift. I can't even finish it."

Zhou Ziwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Generally speaking, when people give him gifts, he will accept them and write down who gave it and how much it was.

He doesn't lack these little things, it's just that when dealing with people, if you don't accept gifts from others, it means you are not giving them face and looking down on them.

Zhou Ziwen never does anything that would offend others.

Moreover, when people give you gifts, it is also their thoughtful intention.

It doesn’t matter how much the gift is, at least the thought is there.

Zhou Ziwen is not short of money, nor is he short of these things. He will always find a chance to return the things he has received.

As time goes by, the relationship between people becomes deeper and deeper.

This is also the reason why Zhou Ziwen has such a good reputation in Dabazi Village.

"They are all grown by me. You can keep them and eat them slowly."

Captain Zhao was not stingy at all and moved a lot of things to Zhou Ziwen's house.

In addition to corn on the cob, there are also vegetables, dried goods, and more.

Captain Zhao knew that Zhou Ziwen had no shortage of meat, so he did not send any meat, but only some local specialties from his home.

But it was this thoughtfulness that made Zhou Ziwen feel comfortable.

"Uncle Zhao, Big Brother Jin, Second Brother Zhao, stop busying yourself and go inside to have a drink of water."

Zhou Ziwen took Captain Zhao's hand and asked the two sisters who had just returned to make tea.

"We won't go in. I just came here to deliver something. Now that the things have been delivered, we should go back."

Captain Zhao waved his hand and didn't even go into the house.

He came to thank Zhou Ziwen, not to cause trouble for him.

It was dinner time now, and if they went in, Zhou Ziwen would probably find a way to keep them here.

But Captain Zhao didn't give him this opportunity at all.

After his sons put the things into the yard, Captain Zhao waved his hand and left with a group of people.

"Uncle Zhao left so decisively."

Zhou Ziwen felt helpless as he watched them come and go in a hurry.

Just now he was thinking about inviting them to his home for dinner and then cutting a piece of mutton when they returned.

As a result, Captain Zhao left without hesitation, making all his plans useless.

"Brother Ziwen, Uncle Zhao gave us so many things, what are we going to do with them?"

After everyone left, the two sisters began to count their things.

"The dried goods are easy to handle. Just put them all in the cellar. These vegetables and corn cobs won't last long. We need to eat them first."

Zhou Ziwen took a rough look and found that there were quite a lot of things, including several large baskets of vegetables and corn cobs alone.

These corn cobs have just grown out. They burst when you pinch them with your fingernails and are very tender.

With these corn cobs, he wouldn't have to go to Aunt Li to exchange them.

While there was still time, Zhou Ziwen hurried out, went to Aunt Li's house, and told her what had happened.

"Haha, we all saw Captain Zhao coming over just now. I knew you wouldn't be short of corn cobs, so I didn't go get any."

Aunt Li said with a smile.

She had originally planned to do it after lunch, but Zhou Ziwen didn't need it now, so she could save herself the trouble.

"Excuse me, Aunt Li."

Zhou Ziwen began to express his gratitude.

"What's the trouble? I can't help you."

Aunt Li waved her hand with a smile.

Because it was dinner time, Zhou Ziwen didn't chat much with Aunt Li. He just left after telling her what happened.

When we got home, the two sisters were cooking.

Zhou Ziwen sorted the things Captain Zhao brought into categories, putting the dry goods in the cellar and the vegetables in the kitchen.

The vegetables sent by Captain Zhao were a bit too much, and even though Zhou Ziwen had a big appetite, he couldn't finish them in a short time.

Fearing that it would be a pity if it went bad, he simply gave some to Shen Zhaodi and Tang Yaoyao.

By the time he finished all these, Chen Shiying had already prepared the meal.

"Ziwen, it's time to eat."

Listening to his sister-in-law's gentle voice, Zhou Ziwen felt better.

After lunch, Zhou Ziwen took a nap.

He woke up from the kang only after the two sisters went out to work.

After getting up, he peeled all the corn cobs in the yard.

The corns were still relatively tender, so he planned to keep some to cook, some to fry, and grind the rest into corn paste and make steamed buns.

The two large baskets of corn cobs sent by Captain Zhao looked like a lot, but there wasn't much left after peeling them.

Zhou Ziwen was quick and efficient and completed the preliminary work in no time.

After peeling the corn kernels, he took out a portion and ground it into corn pulp.

Fortunately, Zhou Ziwen had a small stone mill at home, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome to do this.

Fresh corn kernels have their own fragrance, especially when they are ground on a stone mill, the sweet aroma comes out in waves, making people unable to help but savor the taste of the steamed buns after they are made.

In the yard, Zhou Ziwen pushed the millstone rhythmically.

He added water and corn kernels with one hand and pushed the millstone with his other hand.

Although there was only one person, he worked quite fast.

Before long, he had ground a large barrel of corn pulp.

"If all of these were made into steamed buns, they would be enough to eat for several days."

After finishing, Zhou Ziwen put the corn pulp in the kitchen, then started to make a fire and make steamed buns.

It’s not that he was greedy, but the corn that was ground into pulp cannot be stored for long.

If it is left for too long, not only will the taste be affected, but it will also easily go bad.

In line with the principle of not wasting anything, he planned to make the corn pulp into steamed buns first, so that they could be stored for a few more days.