"Zuo Lin, haven't returned yet? Has your grandfather's illness been cured recently?" Coach Xue shouted at Zuo Lin, who was sitting on the side of the training ground and was looking at the training that was about to end in the football field with eager eyes.

The poor children are already in their family, and this sentence is most appropriate for Zuo Lin.

Zuo Lin's family originally lived in a small mountain village on the edge of the Yangtze River. After the Three Gorges Project started, the small mountain village was placed below the waterline. According to the Three Gorges resettlement plan, hundreds of people in the village were moved to Shanghai. The family who originally lived on a mountain forest faced the flat farmland for more than a year. At this time, Zuo Lin's grandfather Zuo Qiang was sick. The land was not suitable for the land, or any other reason was not important. The embarrassment brought to this unlucky family by an elderly man who was sick in the bed was obvious. In order to repay Zuo Lin's grandfather

The medical expenses of the villagers who moved here at the same time were owed to the medical expenses of the villagers who moved there at the same time, and in order to keep the elderly able to survive hard but sustainably, Zuo Lindi's parents went out to work. Migrant workers who came to Shanghai have already squeezed out the low-end labor market in Shanghai. If they want to make money, they can only volunteer to go to the destination countries where labor exports have cooperative relations with China. It is very uncomfortable for many people to stay away from home, and for the Zuo family, their hometown is now below the level. People without their hometown can only harden their hearts and go further for the sake of making a living.

Zuo Lin assumed the responsibility of taking care of his grandfather and the land contracted in Shanghai. Since his grandfather Zuo Qiang's disease requires a lot of Chinese medicine to recuperate, it is unlikely that he will buy those medicines for a long time, especially a few rare and expensive medicinal herbs, Zuo Lin flatly released a piece of land to grow by himself under everyone's doubts. He succeeded. In addition to the part used for his grandfather, he could also sell part of it. In this way, the Zuo family's economy began to gradually become regular. In addition to taking care of his grandfather and that piece, Zuo Lin began to take care of his grandfather and that piece.

In addition to the land that seems more and more magical in everyone's eyes, we have also taken over the maintenance of spare turf at the Shenbao Football Club Training Base. Originally, a hectare of spare turf has become lush and flat with Zuolin's two consecutive months of efforts. In addition to not using lawn mowing mechanism to draw out patterns like the game venue, it has completely met the game standards. Speaking of which, there are still several football clubs in China, which are not even as good as this spare turf.

When Zuo Lin's affairs gradually passed through the villagers who lived nearby and settled them together - the training base was the place where many people worked handymen among them - and it was heard by the club staff, Zuo Lin also had an impression in everyone's mind. It was just an impression.

Hearing Coach Xue call him, Zuo Lin stood up a little hurriedly and bowed slightly to Coach Xue. Zuo Lin didn't like to shout, but did not answer, but walked quickly to Coach Xue and said politely: "Thank you, Director Xue, Grandpa is in good health."

"Do you like watching them train?" Coach Xue recalled the enthusiasm in Zuo Lin's eyes and asked.

"I can't say I like it. I don't understand football. I just think it's very interesting. After finishing the turf, I just take a look around. Everyone is kind and no one comes to drive me away." Zuo Lin said embarrassedly.

Coach Xue nodded. He was a little sorry for Zuo Lin. Zuo Lin was tall and strong. He was not yet fully used at the age of 18. He was already 182 cm tall, and his upper and lower limbs were very balanced. The children who grew up in the mountains and forests and worked in the fields for many years gave Zuo Lin excellent physical strength, endurance and hard-working will. Purely in terms of physical conditions, Zuo Lin was better than most people in the third team of the same age in the training base. Unfortunately, without a football foundation, no matter how good the body is, it is basically useless.

However, Coach Xue has always led the youth team and has always known his interests and talents, as well as the significance of a person's own will quality to an athlete. He has been thinking about what kind of results would be achieved if Zuo Lin tried football.

"If you find it fun, you can try it. You don't get along well with the kids in Team 3?" Coach Xue encouraged. "Anyway, it's just that everyone can play together. If you are interested, you can come to me at any time."

Zuo Lin nodded, without showing any excitement, just nodded and said to Coach Xue, "Thank you, Director Xue."

Coach Xue did not feel any displeasure because of Zuo Lin's uninformed response. He smiled and said, "Go back quickly. Your grandfather is still waiting for you."

Zuo Lin nodded and said, "Thank you, Director Xue, I'm leaving."

The most obvious thing in the Zuo family, which is 30 minutes away from the training base, is the two tall glass greenhouses. The Zuo family is now only Zuo Qiang and Zuo Lin in Shanghai. After careful consideration, they did not hurry to set up their own small building after two or three years of savings - like their fellow villagers, but spent the money solidly on these two glass greenhouses. Zuo Lin knew that to cure his grandfather's illness, a large amount of medicinal materials was needed. These medicinal materials could be grown by themselves, but the greenhouse was a must. Zuo Qiang treated himself with his own treatment.

His grandson had no doubts, nor did he doubt where Zuo Lin, a wild boy who was originally unrestrained in the mountains, had such rich knowledge of Chinese herbal medicine, and sometimes it was not herbs or anything else. Zuo Qiang just instinctively believed that his grandson was doing good for himself. If Zuo Lin had not been almost paranoid about letting Zuo Qiang drag his sick body at these times, Zuo Qiang would have found a place where no one would have learned about it. He was seriously ill, and serious illness had such a significant impact on his family, so Zuo Qiang would have long since been upset for many times.

Zuo Lin went to the bungalow next to the greenhouse and greeted his grandfather, and then got back into the greenhouse. Zuo's greenhouse was very different from other greenhouses built under the guidance of experts sent by the civil affairs department. His greenhouse was like a trapezoidal pyramid of Maya, with a narrow top and wide bottom, and the roof made of transparent plastic material was made of four large pieces of materials. Although it was inevitable that there would be some leakage on rainy days, these four pieces could be removed, which gave Zuo Lin greater freedom to adjust the microclimate in the greenhouse.

What is even more different is the plant division in the greenhouse. In the center of the two greenhouses, there are extremely huge trees. At the beginning of the greenhouse construction, they were just two inconspicuous saplings. In less than a year, they miraculously grew to the height and width of all the plants in the greenhouse with their own crowns. If these two trees were to be seen by experts, they would probably not recognize what kind of varieties they were. Zuo Lin would like to say this.

The tree planting is named "Guardian Wood". Under the canopy of the guardian Wood, the greenhouse is divided into 12 fan-shaped areas. Each area is mixed with 3 different plants, some are herbs, and some are not. The effects that the concomitant between these plants can produce are not understood by everyone. Zuo Lin is a person who can understand and can fully utilize this effect. The partition bars built by the stones in isolation of each area are filled with colorful lichens.

Except for Zuo Lin, anyone who enters such a greenhouse will scold the owner for making trouble. In fact, the herbs and other crops that can be cultivated in these two greenhouses every month can not only prevent Zuo Qiang from worrying about herbs, but also bring nearly 5,000 yuan to the Zuo family....Shenbao Football Club is indeed very rich. Not only do they not care about the high prices of the herbs provided by Zuo Lin to the physiotherapy room and the medicines configured by Zuo Lin himself, but they continue to urge Zuo Lin to expand production. Because these medicines are very effective. Even the same medicinal materials are more effective than the goods purchased by the club from another medicinal material store. According to the physiotherapist in the physical therapy room of the club, the difference between the two is as far away as the distance between the youth team and the first team. He even joked to Zuo Lin that the things he planted have been raised for decades and can probably become a spirit.

"Zuo Lin, why are you back?" Zuo Lin started serving the herbs, and an anxious voice rang behind him.

Zuo Lin was really surprised when he saw Lin Jinghua with a worried look on his face. Lin Jinghua was a small clerk in the Civil Affairs Department's remote resettlement office. Because he came from the Agricultural College of Jiaotong University and had relatively theoretical knowledge of agricultural production, he was sent to guide outsiders who were resettled from the mountains to farm on the plains.

No matter how rich Lin Jinghua's theoretical knowledge is, no matter how he presents facts and reasons, or even piles up textbooks and reference books from college, and even many related materials in front of Zuo Lin, he cannot convince Zuo Lin to use the extremely unconventional glass greenhouse to grow herbs. In Lin Jinghua's opinion, it is completely impossible to succeed, it is just Zuo Lin's impulse and nonsense under his worries about his grandfather's condition...

...However, when Zuo Lin collected the first batch of medicinal materials from the greenhouse, Lin Jinghua didn't say anything. He often came to Zuo Lin's greenhouse, carefully observed Zuo Lin's arrangement, and often chatted with Zuo Lin to study those phenomena that seemed unlikely. No matter how temporary it is for young people in a big city to study in the agricultural college, the four years of discipline training have left marks on their bodies.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong?" Zuo Lin pulled Lin Jinghua affectionately, sat down on the bench at the door of his bungalow, and poured him a cup of barley tea.

Lin Jinghua did not refuse. Gudong Gudong drank the tea in one sip and said, "Today, I listened to our director's phone number in the resettlement office. People from the Food and Drug Administration called to ask about your home planting herbs, selling herbs and making mixtures. The director was not sure about your situation, so he talked to me. I found a reason and came over to continue to 'understand the situation'. Zuo Lin, have you offended someone?"

Zuo Lin was shocked and said, "No. Brother Lin, you don't know. I just serve these two greenhouses every day and go to the club to take care of the turf. Where can I have time to offend people?"

Lin Jinghua nodded and said, "Originally, although it is a violation of the rules, that is, the people will not sue the officials or correct merit. You have moved here from thousands of miles away and you will always make you live a better life. Our office knows about you, but we have never reminded you, just because we think it is not a big deal. This time, we suddenly got involved in the Food and Drug Administration. It is obvious that someone reported it. I will find a way to explain your situation at the director... But you must also be prepared. After all, after receiving the report, the Drug Administration will at least send someone to go through the motions. I am afraid that if someone has any acquaintances in the Drug Administration..."

Lin Jinghua did not finish his words. He believed that Zuo Lin could understand what he meant. If this was obviously aimed at someone from Zuo Lin who had any acquaintances in the Drug Administration, then it would be extremely cruel to Zuo Lin. The people did not fight with officials, but there was always a small group of officials who could be used, and their value was reflected in oppressing some ordinary people who were unable to compete with them. The resettlement office saw many people who had been resettled here from thousands of miles away. Most of them even recognized the principle of "listening to the government and following the party" and left their homes. Lin Jinghua also had many times dealing with these simple mountain people, and felt that everyone was deliberately or unintentionally avoiding the topic of hometown. So, what kind of person would attack such people?

Zuo Lin was silent. After a while, he said depressedly: "If you check it, come and check it. At most, I won't sell medicine. Grandpa's illness has begun to stabilize. There are not many medicines needed. I can plant it myself and use it myself... Brother Lin, thank you."

Lin Jinghua didn't say anything. It would be better if the other party was such a person who could leave some way out for others. Of course, Lin Jinghua couldn't judge who the other party was now, but he instinctively felt that the situation was not that simple and ideal. Perhaps, maybe Zuo Lin, who was helpless in this land of Shanghai, would not dare to compete with him, but Lin Jinghua felt that there was something he could do here.

"Don't worry. The resettlement office will find a way to help you. It has never reminded you of this matter. It was originally our negligence. You are afraid that they are a big deal, so I understand. But you have to know that once the Drug Administration orders rectification, at least 2 to 3 months, they will continue to send people to review your situation here, and you will not be able to continue planting these medicinal materials for 2 to 3 months. If your grandfather's illness really depends on these things, do you think you can afford it?" Lin Jinghua whispered Zuo Lin.

Zuo Lin's heart was ups and downs. He did not expect such a thing. Or rather, he felt that life was still good now. He hoped that even if he suffered a little grievance, he would endure it. But obviously, his grandfather's condition was not something he could tolerate and accommodate.

"Then...Brother Lin, what should I do?" Zuo Lin raised his head and looked at Lin Jinghua. Zuo Lin's eyes still contained a little hesitation.

Lin Jinghua said firmly: "Let me help. You have been resettled together in the entire area. The original village and town cadres have also implemented corresponding treatment and levels. Find them. Even if you cannot solve the problem of Chinese medicine planting and business licenses, at least with their guarantees and clearance, you can continue to plant some for your grandfather to use...." Lin Jinghua's tone calmed down, "At least, no matter how bad the situation is, if they help you deal with the future reviews, it should be fine. It depends on how big the other side is. Everyone is a fellow villager and should be able to help you. If you have settled it so far, I'm afraid you can only deal with it like this."

Zuo Lin thought for a while and said, "Brother Lin, thank you. I'll find another way.... It's right that they are all from the mountains, but it's not as simple as you think. The officials in this village may not be more realistic than the people in your city."

When Lin Jinghua finally left, he didn't know what expression he should show on his face, nor did he know what expression he actually showed when he left. However, Lin Jinghua saw Zuo Lin's anger and unwillingness to show his strength to show peace and irresistible anger and unwillingness. Zuo Lin has always been like this, and he has been silently doing what he thinks he should do. Now, Zuo Lin's simplest wish - to let his grandfather live well - is threatened, and this uncomplexing situation is like a dead end and cannot be disassembled.

Lin Jinghua did not go back to the office, but went home directly with a storage card filled with digital photos and various materials. He had the last, perhaps the most powerless trick to find his former tutor. A paper titled "Multiple Plant Ecology in Microclimate Conditions" was about to come out in his mind. He may not be a student who loved the major he studied back then, but after all, he still knew how to prepare such a paper. If his tutor, Yu Pingzhang, as one of the agricultural and side food consultants of the Shanghai Municipal Government, could see it in time and realize the significance of these materials, and could arouse even one percent of the curiosity to ask, then things might not be so hopeless.

Just as Lin Jinghua was writing the paper overnight, Zuo Lin took out a kraft paper envelope from the box under the bed that no longer meets the current postal requirements. Paper of almost the same age as Zuo Lin's grandfather was so fragile that Zuo Lin dared not use more effort. In the envelope, there were two pieces of paper. One piece was painted with several symbols, and only few people in the world could understand these symbols. On the other piece of paper, there was an address and an address in Shanghai. Under the font full of historical sense of pen, Zuo Lin's most respected teacher carefully wrote another string of words in pencil, which also described that address. Time changed, and even those lingering and crossing roads changed their names with time. Zuo Lin hoped that this address would be kept in Shanghai, a place that would have been renovated in a few years.

"Xiaolin." Zuo Qiang's voice rang. Zuo Lin hurriedly ran to his grandfather and asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

"Kobayashi, the medicine you have saved will be sent to the doctors at the base tomorrow. Didn't they say that the club's season is about to start, don't delay other people's affairs. Just hide a few medicines and let me deal with them for a while... Can they really bully us countrymen?...You, you don't have to bother with the teacher's friends."

Zuo Qiang obviously saw through Zuo Lin's plan. The envelope was the teacher of everyone in the small mountain village. He had taught books in that mountain area for almost 40 years. The people in the mountains respected Teacher Sun, who knew almost everything. Zuo Lin was one of the last group of Teacher Sun's students. He was also the one who was most favored by Teacher Sun. It was because of this that Teacher Sun taught Zuo Lin a lot of knowledge and skills that he would not let anyone else know, and also handed over such an envelope, such a contact information that could be used for help at critical moments.
Chapter completed!