1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 330 I... um... vomit... (Two chapters combined)
A week later, the Rockefeller Foundation team was about to leave, and Lawrence asked Song Yunqing if she wanted to come along.

Song Yunqing was too lazy to go through the hassle of buying a ticket herself, so she decided to hitch a ride again.

On the day of departure, Lu Youyou personally drove to see Song Yunqing off. Song Yunqing was already very reluctant to part with her, and at the very end, she was even more unwilling to let go.

She held Lu Youyou tightly until the Rockefeller family arrived, at which point she reluctantly let go.

"Sister-in-law, come visit me in America whenever you have time, or we can go to Hong Kong to see Uncle and the others together!"

Lu Youyou smiled and nodded. Whether she could go or not was another matter. If she didn't agree now, Song Yunqing would probably cry.

Lawrence exchanged a few words with his entourage and then walked over.

"Lu, thank you for your hospitality these past few days."

His smile was as gentle as ever, a smile she had seen many times since they met, but even though Gu Qingye had mentioned it, she still couldn't see much difference in it.

"Of course, you're a guest from afar, and besides, I haven't done anything."

She only spent a few days with him before, and then there were school matters, so most of the time it was just the two of them strolling around the capital.

Lawrence remained silent. Yes, just a guest…

He smiled and changed the subject: "Will you be teaching in China from now on? Professor Hopkins often mentions you, and he always says that his biggest regret is not keeping you here."

Hearing this, Lu Youyou smiled.

Last year, the professor wrote her a letter that took a whole month to reach her at sea.

It didn't talk much about academic content; instead, it focused entirely on how the lab had acquired a new batch of equipment and how the new students weren't as successful as their predecessors...

In short, try every means to lure her back.

Lu Youyou looked at Lawrence: "I'm doing fine in China and have no plans to go to the United States for the time being. As for the professor... I can only disappoint him. Please apologize for me."

Lawrence smiled and shook his head: "The professor wouldn't bear to blame you."

Just then, a man in a suit came to announce that it was time to board. Song Yunqing's eyes reddened, and she hugged Lu Youyou tightly again.

"Sister-in-law, please remember me! I'll miss you too!"

"Okay, I'll miss you." Lu Youyou patted her.

"Then we're leaving, Lu. Hope we'll have a chance to meet again in the future."

Lawrence smiled and opened his arms, and Lu Youyou leaned forward slightly to give him a cheek kiss.

"See you again sometime, and have a safe journey."

After seeing the two off, Lu Youyou went home. It was right around the time she was leaving get off work, and she and Gu Qingye entered the door one after the other.

"Yunqing has already left?"

"Yes, I took her to the airport."

Lu Youyou pulled him to sit on the sofa and then lay down on his lap.

Gu Qingye naturally massaged her arm. Lu Youyou often hunched over her desk writing, and her right hand would occasionally ache. Whenever he had free time, he would massage it for her.

Lu Youyou squinted comfortably; if Gu Qingye hadn't been watching her so intently, she probably would have fallen asleep already.

"What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"

She lazily reached out and poked Gu Qingye's chin with her fingertips. After a few pokes, her hand was grasped, and the feather-like touch landed on the back of her hand.

Gu Qingye kissed him a few times, and after a while said, "No, it's nothing."

Lu Youyou laughed immediately, her sleepy eyes brightening: "You clearly have something on your mind, and you're jealous again?"

Not only did she laugh, but her fingers had already moved from her chin to her Adam's apple, and then slowly down her collarbone.

Her restless hands were confiscated again, and this time it wasn't just a few kisses; she was lifted up and straddled Gu Qingye's lap, facing him.

Lu Youyou smiled and leaned down, her right hand gently stroking his chin.

"Is Comrade Gu...actually enraged?"

There was no annoyance, shame, or anger in Gu Qingye's eyes; only an overwhelming affection remained.

"If you don't care about others, why should I be angry?"

"What if I care?"

The distance between the two suddenly closed, and the hands behind Lu Youyou slowly moved up her spine.

"You will not."

These few words were vaguely swallowed between her lips and teeth, and soon Lu Youyou could no longer remember anything else.

*
Lu Youyou spent the latter half of the summer vacation working on graduate student admissions.

Surprisingly, four people applied to the School of Marine Engineering, which was not the least number of graduate advisors. This result greatly exceeded her expectations.

"Little Deer, what's your decision? How many students do you want to take on?"

Luo Youliang specifically called Lu Youyou to his office, worried that she might not have much experience recruiting students for the first time, and also worried that she might have concerns and not dare to take on too many students out of consideration for the other "senior" students.

If it were up to Luo Youliang's true nature, he would be more than happy to accept as many Lu Youyous as possible, since the capable should do more!

Lu Youyou considered her work for a moment and didn't say too much: "Just two, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle any more."

Teaching students is not like conducting experiments or writing papers; it involves an interactive process. It's not something that can be effective if she just teaches them all at once.

We cannot assume that everyone is a genius among geniuses. Students like Duan Mingjuan, who are above average, are already very rare. We also need to consider their temperament. Even Tsinghua University, one of the top universities in the country, cannot find that many perfect score elites.

Although Luo Youliang felt it was a pity, he respected Lu Youyou's opinion. This was the strongest force of the new generation in the academy. It didn't matter if a few fewer students were admitted in the first few years. Once the reputation was established, it would naturally attract more people.

Once Lu Youyou made her decision, she didn't need to worry about the subsequent procedures.

The final list was released, and Associate Professor Lu Youyou, the newly appointed graduate supervisor, had two new students under her supervision: Duan Mingjuan and someone who came from another university.

As for the College of Agriculture, she only admitted one student, a genius in bioengineering.

Originally, the school was not planning to arrange any more undergraduate courses for Lu Youyou, but the feedback from the previous batch of freshmen was so good that the leaders had no choice but to ask her if she would be willing to continue teaching undergraduates.

When Lu Youyou teaches the introductory course, the effect is exceptionally good.

To put it simply, at least 95% of students who listened to Lu Youyou's lectures developed a strong interest in their major.

Given her level, she doesn't need to put too much effort into the basic courses, so could she continue to work harder?
Of course, the school didn't dare to treat Lu Youyou like a perpetual motion machine, so they had the two deans personally seek her opinion.

Lu Youyou thought about it and agreed. The lesson plans were already prepared, so there was no need to put in any more effort. For her, general education courses were like storytelling to relax her mind. After being tired from experiments, it was a good way to clear her head.

With all preparations complete, Lu Youyou entered a high-speed operation phase after the start of the school year.

All the newly recruited graduate students were put into the project team. They were his direct disciples, so they had to be used.

Duan Mingjuan was overjoyed to be accepted into Lu Youyou's school right after graduation. She only stayed in her hometown for a week before returning home and spent all her time in the library until the start of the new semester.

The new junior apprentice is named Niu Dazhuang. Despite his simple name, he is anything but simple-minded.

He has a cousin who is a government-sponsored student studying abroad, and he happened to go to Stanford. Although he and Lu Youyou are not in the same major, he has heard a lot about her.

It's worth noting that Lu Youyou gave a speech as a graduate student representative at the graduation ceremony, marking the first time a Chinese student has received this honor since Stanford University began offering its programs.

Niu Dazhuang did his undergraduate studies at Jingu University and had always wanted to get into Tsinghua University for graduate school. When he heard that Lu Youyou was starting to recruit graduate students, he wrote his application without hesitation.

Lu Youyou interviewed all four applicants. Niu Dazhuang's basic knowledge was slightly weaker than Duan Mingjuan's, but what was rare was that he was quick-witted and could keep up with her train of thought.

Just like Duan Mingjuan back then, I first thoroughly studied a long list of books before considering anything else.

This is where the difference in comprehension becomes apparent. Niu Dazhuang's reading notes are noticeably more divergent, and some of his viewpoints do indeed align with later developments.

Lu Youyou sat in her office, reading through the pages one by one, occasionally picking up a pen to write a few comments.

Before I knew it, it was past the end of the workday, and by the time I finished, it was already quite dark.

She turned her neck, and a series of cracking sounds came from her cervical spine. Before getting up, she couldn't help but rub her lower back.

For some reason, my lower back has been aching after sitting for a long time these past two days. Even when I stand up and move around, the sore and numb feeling takes a long time to subside.

Today was no exception; she almost couldn't muster the strength to stand up, and it took her a second effort to get up.

"Teacher Lu—"

Niu Dazhuang and Duan Mingjuan appeared together outside the office. The door was open, but the two followed the rules and knocked first before entering.

Seeing Lu Youyou holding her lower back, Niu Dazhuang asked with concern, "Teacher Lu, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Duan Mingjuan wanted to help her up, but Lu Youyou felt better after a while and said, "It's nothing, my back just hurts a bit from sitting for so long. Why did you two come together? Is something wrong?"

Duan Mingjuan hesitated, worried that Lu Youyou might be feeling unwell, before asking whether to speak. Seeing this, Lu Youyou smiled and said, "Just say what you want to say. Why are you being so hesitant?"

"Ahem, it's nothing serious. It's just that we disagreed on some points in the paper you showed us the day before yesterday, so I wanted to ask you for your advice."

"What's wrong? Is there anything I'm wondering about? Let me see..."

Another half hour passed during the lecture. When Lu Youyou got up, she felt as if there was a wooden stick supporting her back. It took her more than ten seconds to be able to move her waist and back slightly.

It doesn't hurt, but my muscles are stiff, and it feels like my bones are coated with pepper water.

Duan Mingjuan was still worried: "Teacher Lu, are you really alright? Should we take you to the school hospital to get checked out?"

Niu Dazhuang also said, "Yes, Teacher Lu, how about I help you notify your family to come and pick you up?"

Lu Youyou smiled and shook her head: "No need, my husband is downstairs. It's getting late, you should go back too."

Niu Dazhuang scratched his head sheepishly: "Oh, really? Then we're relieved!"

Duan Mingjuan said, "Teacher Lu, shall we go now?"

"Okay, let's go back." Lu Youyou waved her hand.

She wasn't lying to them; she was going back to the Lu family home for dinner today, and Gu Qingye was picking her up on his way home from get off work.

Gu Qingye's gaze spoke volumes, and Lu Youyou immediately sensed something was wrong as soon as she came out, so she got out of the car and ran over.

"Is your lower back or back hurting? Is it because you've been sitting for too long?"

Gu Qingye wasn't an expert in medicine, but he knew the human body structure like the back of his hand. He had trained for many years and was almost a doctor when it came to injuries and sprains. He could tell what was wrong at a glance.

"Maybe so, my lower back is a little sore."

Lu Youyou didn't try to be strong; she directly linked arms with Gu Qingye, leaning half her weight on him.

Gu Qingye helped her into the car and fastened her seatbelt before going around to the driver's side: "After you get home, ask Mom to take a look at you. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital."

Lu Youyou nodded. It would be good for her mother to take her pulse; she didn't want to develop a host of health problems at such a young age.

Gu Qingye pursed his lips and after a long while said, "How about we get up half an hour earlier each day and I'll take you for a workout?"

Lu Youyou was stunned. No way, making her train would be like killing her.
She's never been one to sweat in either of her lives, and she dislikes all forms of exercise except swimming. Gu Qingye's idea of ​​exercise definitely doesn't involve soaking in a pool... this... this...

"Hmm, well... maybe we should just forget about it?"

Gu Qingye rarely saw her so hesitant and timid, so he couldn't help but laugh.

Since Lu Youyou plunged headlong into the vast ocean of scientific research, she has rarely been seen hesitant or indecisive.

It felt like we were back in the Ancheng family compound, when Lu Youyou was busy taking care of his health and studying martial arts, afraid that she might have taught him something wrong. She would ask him how he was feeling and if he was uncomfortable anywhere...

He pulled Lu Youyou's hand into his palm, unusually firm for once: "Listen to what Mom has to say first. If she also says you need to exercise..."

Lu Youyou instinctively wanted to use her charm to deceive him, but Gu Qingye wouldn't let his guard down when it came to her health.

*
Beichizi Street, Lu Family
Lu Zhiyu brought out a plate of red mandarin fish from the kitchen and said to Lin Nanxing behind him, "I think I heard a car. Can you see if Youyou and the others are back?"

Lin Nanxing set out the bowls and chopsticks and went outside. When she opened the courtyard gate, she saw her daughter and son-in-law standing at the door.

"Oh, what a coincidence! Your dad just let you two out for a look, and you've arrived. Come in, come in quickly, the food is just ready!"

Gu Qingye led Lu Youyou into the house, and was about to ask Lin Nanxing for help when Lu Youyou tugged at him.

"Let's talk about it after we finish eating. It's not a big deal."

She felt that she had been working at her desk for too long, resulting in muscle strain and such. Now that her mother was taking her pulse, she knew her mother would definitely lecture her, and she wouldn't be able to eat in peace.

Gu Qingye didn't say anything, so Lu Youyou secretly pinched him.

How can you be so inconsiderate, young man? She's starving! Please, let her eat first!
Alright, let's talk about it in half an hour. Who told Comrade Gu Qingye to be so intolerant of his wife's coquettishness!
Lin Nanxing laughed and said, "Hurry up and wash your hands and come eat. This whole table was prepared by your dad. There's your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, and Qingye's favorite fish."

"Thank you, Mom and Dad, let me do it!" Gu Qingye took the rice scoop and served rice to the two elders.

Lu Youyou looked around and, sure enough, they were all foods she loved to eat.

"We're in for a treat today! Dad hasn't cooked in ages. I... um... ugh..."

(End of this chapter)