Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 114

Fan Zhenzhen is Mr. Dong's favorite student. She has no interest in working in the hospital, so Mr. Dong helped her find a job in the research lab through his connections.

Her latest research project is related to vaccines.

Mr. Dong called to explain Meng Haisheng's situation, and Fan Zhenzhen shouted happily on the other end of the phone.

"Teacher, your call is really timely. This morning my leader asked us to do another 4 rounds of experiments."

"He won't let us submit reports if there are not 400 to 500 rabbits in one round of experiments."

"Just now I was worried to my colleague, where can we get so many rabbits."

"If Comrade Meng Haisheng really wants to run a rabbit farm, we can provide him with vaccines for free."

"However, these vaccines have certain risks. I will discuss with the leader at that time. If rabbits die, can our research lab give Comrade Meng Haisheng some compensation?"

Mr. Dong didn't ask Meng Haisheng, but agreed to it for him directly.

Meng Haisheng, who was standing aside, was a little anxious. He wanted to ask about vaccines.

But Fan Zhenzhen had already hung up the phone in a hurry and went to report to the leader.

"My rabbit farm hasn't been opened yet? I don't have hundreds of rabbits now?"

Meng Haisheng looked at Mr. Dong with embarrassment.

"That's easy. As long as you have a place, you can ask the laboratory to provide you with rabbits. What they lack the most for research is all kinds of rabbits."

Hearing Mr. Dong say this, Meng Haisheng was completely dumbfounded.

Is there such a good thing in the world?

A pair of rabbits costs 5 yuan. Could it be that the laboratory will buy hundreds of rabbits for him?

But no matter what, the rabbit plague vaccine has a clue, and today's trip is not in vain.

"I'll talk to Zhenzhen about raising rabbits later. That damn girl was so impatient that she ran away before she finished talking."

"Mr. Dong, I'm sorry to bother you. There is no telephone in our village. I'll come to deliver earthworms in two days and then I'll come up to see you."

"Okay, I'll help you with this as soon as possible."

While Meng Haisheng was talking to Mr. Dong, Momo's big round eyes kept looking at the telephone on Mr. Dong's desk with great curiosity.

This was something she had never seen before and she felt very novel.

Meng Haisheng came out of Mr. Dong's office with Momo in his arms. Momo then asked Meng Haisheng what the talking thing was.

"That's called a telephone. We'll install one in the future."

Meng Haisheng wanted to install a telephone at this moment, but their village was still under power restriction. As for the telephone, it might not be installed even if he waited for another 10 or 8 years.

Meng Haisheng came to the county, so he naturally had to go to the nursery class.

Because there were too many children, Meng Haisheng rented a house next door.

The house over there had one bedroom and one living room, with a yard, just right for the younger ones to play over there.

It was noon when Meng Haisheng came over. There was nothing going on here. Meng Yu was cleaning, and Meng Xuan was writing pinyin on a small blackboard.

"Aunt, what are you doing?"

Meng Haisheng was a little surprised, as they hadn't started the cram school yet.

"First-grade students are learning pinyin recently. They don't know how to write, so they always ask me. I draw how to write the pinyin. If I don't have time to tell them, I let them see for themselves."

Meng Haisheng shouted in his heart, "Wow, Meng Xuan is self-taught and has studied the pinyin copybook for later generations."

"Aunt, this is great. Have you ever thought about printing a copybook?"

"What copybook?"

Meng Xuan was confused by what Meng Haisheng said and didn't understand what was going on.

He knew about the copybook, but he was writing pinyin? It has nothing to do with the copybook?

"The characters can be copied, and so can the pinyin for primary school students."

First-grade children are lucky to be able to hold the pen steadily. The pinyin they write is like a ghost painting, and the small pinyin grid cannot fit.

If there is a pinyin copybook, they can practice it after school. In the future, whether they learn pinyin or write in school, they will definitely get started faster.

Meng Haisheng is a quick-witted person. He is thinking about going to the printing factory early tomorrow morning to ask if it is expensive to print pinyin copybooks.

If the price is right, he can print more.

"Auntie, do you know where our county printing factory is?"

"I really don't know."

Meng Xuan has been to Quyang County only a few more times than Meng Haisheng. She is only familiar with the school and the textile factory staff community.

"Haisheng, I will help you with this matter. You drive back and forth between the county and the village all day, and you burn oil."

Meng Yu guessed Meng Haisheng's thoughts at once.

"Okay, sister, please ask for me if I can print a copy.If the price of a thick copybook of Pinyin can be controlled at 10 cents, you can talk to people and print 100 copies first.

Meng Haisheng printed these Pinyin copybooks not to make a lot of money.

But he felt that if the children could spend an hour every day practicing calligraphy after school, it would be good for their future schooling.

If he printed a copy at 10 cents, he would sell it at 20 cents, and then he could earn some money for Meng Yu and Meng Xuan to buy vegetables.

"Okay, I know where the printing factory is, I'll go ask tomorrow morning."

"But should we print less, in case we can't sell it?"

"It's okay, we still have Momo and Xiaobao, Liangchuan, they don't need to buy copybooks to learn Pinyin in the future, they can practice at home. "

Meng Yu felt that what Meng Haisheng said made some sense, but it was a bit too much to divide several books for one child.

After lunch, Meng Haisheng went home when he saw that there was nothing to do here.

He had planned to go to Meng Daniu's place to help the next morning.

Who would have thought that just after breakfast, someone came to call Meng Haisheng, and there was a Dongfeng bus parked in front of Meng Haisheng's new home.

"Haisheng, hurry up, someone is looking for you."

Meng Daniu hurried into the yard.

"Who is looking for me?"

"A very beautiful city girl got off the Dongfeng bus and is looking for you now."

"What Dongfeng bus?"

Meng Haisheng was puzzled by what Meng Daniu said. What was going on?

Lin Mucheng, who was sitting opposite Meng Haisheng and eating breakfast, heard that a city girl was looking for Meng Haisheng, and her delicate eyebrows moved slightly.

"Go and have a look, the girl is very beautiful. "

Meng Daniu was a simple-minded man, who was only surprised and had no idea that what he said would cause Lin Mucheng to misunderstand.

"Mucheng, you eat first, I'll go over and see what's going on."

Putting down his chopsticks, Meng Haisheng followed Meng Daniu out first.

With a young and beautiful girl coming to her house, how could Lin Mucheng sit still? She drank two mouthfuls of rice porridge and took Momo to find out what was going on.

The last time a Dongfeng truck came to the village, it was to fight Meng Haisheng.

This time, another one came, and it was also to find Meng Haisheng.

When the villagers heard the news, they flocked to watch the fun.