Era: I was a farmer at the foot of Yaoling Mountain

"Secretary Fang, let's stop here for now. We'll contact you again if we need anything."

After discussion, the investigators decided not to take any action against the other party.

Actually, taking measures is quite troublesome. First, there's the issue of the other party's status as a representative, and second, the other party is also a victim in this matter. Based on the information we have now, they shouldn't have to bear criminal responsibility.

After Fang Wei left, they summoned the two security guards.

The two individuals' accounts were largely consistent with Fang Wei's, though their perspectives differed; both presented the facts truthfully. Combined with corroborating testimony from local villagers, the existing evidence was very favorable to both Fang Wei and the security personnel.

Once Fang Wei got home, he stopped thinking about the matter; he hadn't done anything wrong. If it were a matter of who was right by making a scene, he would have caused far more trouble than the old man.

evening.

The family sat together for dinner. Sun Daoren looked at Fang Wei with concern, hesitating to speak several times.

Tonight, Fang Wei's favorite dish is stir-fried garlic sprouts with cured pork. He specially opened a bottle of wine, and although everyone else said they wouldn't drink, he poured himself a drink and drank it by himself, without showing any sign of worry.

"Old Sun, just say what you want to say."

Fang Wei slowly took a sip of wine and looked at Sun Daoren with a smile.

"Third brother, this is my fault. I shouldn't have been a pushover. Luckily, this didn't involve Binbin. I would have felt really guilty if it had affected the start of the school year."

Master Sun sighed and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

It's not entirely his fault; he's made house calls before, but this is the first time he's encountered such a bizarre family.

"Why blame you? Doctors should have the heart of a Bodhisattva. Blame that family for being such scoundrels. People, being too greedy will only ruin themselves. I'm fine here, don't worry."

Fang Wei shook his head, not thinking that Sun Daoren had done anything wrong.

He always felt that having a kind heart was not a flaw, but after this incident, he would never let the old Taoist priest come to his door to treat people's illnesses again.

It wasn't entirely because of that matter; the key issue was that the other person was getting older, and if something went wrong, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Binbin.

"Alright, I'll do as you say. Third brother, Lotus, Bamboo Rhyme, once this matter is settled, I'll be going back to the mountain to cultivate. I won't be coming down the mountain much in the future. Thank you all for taking care of me over the years."

As he spoke, Master Sun poured himself a cup of wine.

Seeing this, Pan Lianhua poured wine for herself and her sister.

The four of them then shared a drink. Although none of them wanted the old Taoist priest to leave, none of them said anything to stop him.

The Taoist priest had no children of his own, yet he saved countless lives. In the end, he still wanted to pursue the "Tao" in his heart.

After some time, under the supervision of the supervisory team, the county issued its final decision. The two security guards were exempted from criminal punishment, and the person with the fracture was given a token amount of compensation for medical expenses.

The old man was administratively detained for 15 days for making unreasonable demands and failing to extort money.

The other party finally quieted down, and Fang Wei was too lazy to argue with such people anymore, so the matter came to an end.

“Third brother, I’m not in the village for long. If the clinic isn’t doing well, let’s close it down. These guys have worked so hard for so long and learned a lot from me. Let them go out and make their own money.”

With worldly affairs settled, Master Sun began packing his belongings.

He went to Sanqing Temple this time and won't be coming down the mountain again easily, so he needs to take some useful things with him.

He entrusted the remaining house and other belongings to Fang Wei for care, and also offered his suggestions on how to handle the clinic. The clinic was opened in his name, and since he was gone, it should naturally close down.

"Okay! I'll ask them later if any of them are willing to take over the clinic. If no one is willing, then let's close it down."

Fang Wei nodded. The township health center is doing well, and each administrative village also has a Western medicine clinic. If you have a headache, fever, or need an injection, you don't need to leave the village.

For example, in this area of ​​the First Brigade, besides Sun Daoren's traditional Chinese medicine clinic, there is also a Western medicine clinic. Closing one of the clinics will not have a significant impact.

However, it is very difficult to find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor with such high medical skills as Sun Daoren in the entire township and even the entire county.

"Dinner's ready, everyone go wash your hands."

As the two were talking, Pan Lianhua called out that dinner was ready.

Their generation experienced the "National Hygiene Campaign," where washing hands before meals was a must.

A little while later, the family sat down together to eat when the phone rang. It was Binbin calling. He spoke briefly with his parents and Wang Zhuyun, explaining that he was now studying under the renowned Lingnan doctor, Mr. Shi Changsong, and was diligently learning new knowledge.

He then chatted with Master Sun for a while, telling the old Taoist to take good care of himself and that he would visit him on the mountain when he returned from his holiday.

After finishing the phone call, Master Sun sat down, his face full of satisfaction.

Binbin is just a little lacking in experience now, but in reality, he has already surpassed his teacher.

The next day.

Everyone got up early and after breakfast, Fang Wei and Pan Lianhua drove Sun Daoren to the Sanqing Temple.

The incense at Sanqing Temple remains strong, and tourists flock there, but the old Taoist's two disciples have always kept their master's teachings in mind and no longer prioritize money above all else.

Tickets and all other fees have been cancelled. However, according to the rules, donations and offerings from believers are still accepted.

To be honest, the Sanqing Temple doesn't have to worry about money these days, and the old Taoist priests can focus on their practice.

Fang Wei had lunch on the mountain and then drove away. He would visit Master Sun on the mountain from time to time in the future, so there was no need to make it so difficult to part. He could understand the old Taoist's choice; the old Taoist had spent his whole life pursuing his "Tao" through cultivation.

Having experienced the mortal world, the other person's cultivation is probably nearing completion.

night.

The house felt even more deserted with only three people left eating together.

Habit is a terrible thing. Everyone was used to seeing Sun Daoren sitting at the dinner table every day. Now that he was suddenly gone, they all felt a strange mix of emotions.

"The Taoist priest is a cultivator; he can't stay immersed in the mortal world forever. Don't overthink it; you'll get used to it in a few days. When I have time, I'll take you to visit him on the mountain from time to time."

Fang Wei then spoke up, saying that the atmosphere at home was not good and he needed to say something.

"That's right, sister, let's not think about it anymore. I'll take you to the mountains to play later."

Pan Lianhua couldn't help but laugh, and even reached out to pat her older sister's shoulder.

"Okay, we should go out for a walk when we have time."

After a few words, everyone returned to normal.

It's not like it's a matter of life and death. Driving to Sanqing Temple and back in one day is very convenient.

The next day.

Fang Weiyi arrived at the office early. He slept soundly last night, or perhaps he was a little tired from traveling back and forth. In any case, he felt full of energy when he woke up this morning.

After handling some official business in the office, I was planning to go to the industrial park when the phone rang.

"Secretary, great news! We've successfully bred a perfect mutant strain. Come and take a look!"

On the phone, Wang Songlin's voice even trembled slightly; he was happy.

To obtain a new generation of superior soybean varieties, he and his breeding team worked on the breeding process again and again. This kind of repetitive work is grueling because you don't know when you'll see the light at the end of the tunnel, which can be very frustrating at times.

At this point, patience is needed, and a bit of luck is also required.

Fang Wei said, "I'm coming right away," hung up the phone, and ran out of the office.

When he arrived at the experimental field, Wang Songlin and all the members of the breeding team were there. In the field, the area around the mutant plants had been cleared, and they were exuding a unique charm.

He walked closer and began to carefully examine the mutated plants, then a smile slowly spread across his face.

"You've done a great job! You must take good care of them from now on, and I want to see a large batch of new soybean seeds by the end of the year."

Based on his experience, Wang Songlin and his team really succeeded this time!

However, now is not the time to celebrate. We still need to cultivate seeds and conduct trial plantings. Only after successful verification can we consider finalizing the design.

However, once the first batch of seeds is produced, technicians from the Crop Research Institute and other research institutes can be involved.

Mutations are difficult to explain, and success or failure involves a large element of luck.

"Third Brother, let's go, let's have a few drinks at noon."

It didn't matter that there was no celebration banquet; Wang Songlin treated all the members of the breeding team to drinks and also invited Fang Wei.

He couldn't drink alcohol due to health reasons, but the members of the breeding team could. Anyway, he wouldn't stop until he got a few of them drunk.

Fang Wei didn't expose his wicked intentions, since these people originally wanted to get drunk anyway.

in the afternoon.

Fang Wei returned home reeking of alcohol, and his older sister quickly made him some tea.

She didn't know what had happened until Pan Lianhua returned, and she was happy for her.

"Third Brother, is this new generation of soybeans going to be a bestseller again?"

Pan Lianhua and Fang Wei witnessed many miracles after their marriage, but they were still very excited.

"It's hard to say. There's still a long way to go before the final design is finalized. We'll only know the effect once the validation data comes out."

Fang Wei dared not boast; before the new generation of soybeans was fully finalized, nothing was certain.

Yaoling Agriculture has now made a name for itself in the field of breeding, ranking among the top three breeding companies in China. He, being a renowned breeding expert, should be meticulous in his work and avoid making such basic mistakes.

Pan Lianhua smiled gently, showing no disappointment whatsoever, but rather a sense of anticipation.

the next day.

Fang Wei shared this good news with Sun Shili.

It's right not to announce it to the public for now, but we can't keep it from our partners. The colleagues at the Crop Research Institute made significant contributions to the development of the new generation of soybeans, although Yao Ling completed the most crucial part.

"Secretary Fang, I simply don't know how to describe how I feel right now!"

Sun Shili couldn't describe his feelings; he was surprised, shocked, and also somewhat moved. (End of Chapter)