TWWMABMTBH Chapter 95

After coaxing his own big baby to sleep, the busy little Dr. Rong still had a pile of things waiting for him to deal with.

To say nothing else, just communicating with the village chief about the follow-up took a lot of time. Fortunately, the results were gratifying.

Because the village itself was in the poverty alleviation zone, plus Ji Shu and the department head joined forces, the qualifications for the village to breed forest frogs were determined in less than a week.

At the same time, the team sent by Ji Shu and the team temporarily formed by the department head also arrived one after another.

Rong Ziyan and the others had finished sampling, and it was time to go to the next place.

The next village was on the other side of Huaguo, so it would inevitably be another long journey, Rong Ziyan and the others, as before, took a minibus.

Old Wu had packed everything up early, and the driver was waiting outside. The only difference was that when Rong Ziyan and the others first arrived, they were met with wariness by the villagers. Now when they left, they were given a proper send-off.

The village chief held Rong Ziyan’s hand, tears streaming down his face, “Thank you so much, little Dr. Rong, without you, how would our villagers live in the future!”

Several grandmothers next to him also had reddened eyes. Although they hadn’t seen real money from this forest frog breeding yet, with this policy now, the involvement of large companies, and the support of knowledgeable university professors, the future was clearly bright.

For these villagers who relied on nature for their livelihood, whoever could ensure they had enough to eat was their greatest benefactor.

Clearly, Rong Ziyan was the one who could ensure they had enough to eat, and at this crucial moment, he was no different from a god.

Right now, Rong Ziyan’s car was piled high with things the villagers had given him. From a small basket of eggs to a half-grown chicken?!

Old Wu looked at the chicken in the vegetable basket with a bit of a headache, thinking to himself, this chicken wouldn’t have Newcastle disease, would it!

Rong Ziyan smiled and shook his head, “No, this chick is very healthy, and it already has antibodies.”

“Since it was given to us, let’s just accept it!”

Old Wu nodded, sighing, “Mr. Rong does have a very gentle character!”

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard Rong Ziyan and Luo Xia in the back seat discussing the chicken together.

Rong Ziyan: “I think it’s better to raise it a bit more.”

Luo Xia: “A young rooster, isn’t a spring chicken the most tender?”

Rong Ziyan thought for a moment and affirmed, “You’re right.”

The little chicken screamed with all its might: No, it’s not right.

Thus, amidst the villagers’ loud blessings, “Little Dr. Rong, have a safe trip!”, Rong Ziyan and the others set off on their way back.

On the way back, everyone chatted idly, but Rong Ziyan became silent as he spoke, seemingly pondering something with a worried look on his face.

Old Wu casually asked Rong Ziyan, “Sir, do you have any regrets?”

Rong Ziyan didn’t react at first, but after coming to his senses, he casually said, “It’s nothing. I just feel that so many chickens died after all.”

Rong Ziyan did indeed have concerns in his heart. Although he knew that with the abilities of Ji Shu and the department head, they would definitely not let the villagers go hungry before the forest frog breeding was fully established.

But even so, for those villagers, the next few months would inevitably be the most difficult.

But no matter what, everything now was already the limit of what Rong Ziyan could do for them.

The System knew that Rong Ziyan was feeling unhappy and comforted him softly, “Host, look at the system prompt, it’s all the villagers’ gratitude points. You’ve already done very well.”

“Mm.” Rong Ziyan nodded, not responding.

The others in the car also sensed his unspoken words, and their hearts were similarly heavy, unable to say anything.

Especially those few researchers who had joined later, they felt the cruelty of the animal husbandry industry was no less than the cutthroat financial world.

Stocks that could send you to the roof at any moment were as terrifying as the chickens, ducks, cows, and sheep that carried a family’s expenses for the next year.

Old Wu tried to liven up the atmosphere, but he didn’t know what to say. After a long while, Luo Xia finally spoke, “Don’t be too depressed, once our research project is successful, we can avoid these things!”

Seeing that Rong Ziyan was still in a daze without responding, Luo Xia patted his shoulder, “Rong! Tell me, am I right?”

Rong Ziyan nodded, “You’re quite right.”

Luo Xia: “Then what are you still regretting?”

Rong Ziyan thought for a moment, “Didn’t those kids arrange a simple funeral ceremony for the chickens when we were leaving?”

“Yes!” Luo Xia nodded blankly. Those kids cried so sincerely that he ended up crying too. But at the time, it wasn’t just him, besides Rong Ziyan, didn’t everyone else cry too?

Even Old Wu shed some tears.

Why was Rong Ziyan regretting this now? Was he regretting not really crying along with them?

Rong Ziyan sighed and took something out of his luggage, “I mainly regret not being able to play a song for them. After all, they can be considered heroes on our research path.”

So what was he going to play?

Everyone stared blankly at the thing in Rong Ziyan’s hand, long and thin, a suona with a very, very exquisite craftsmanship.

Luo Xia blinked, subconsciously remembering when they were in Sichuan and Shaanxi, Rong Ziyan’s song “Crying Seven Gates” almost sent everyone in the village to the next world.

Therefore, the moment Luo Xia saw Rong Ziyan’s suona, he immediately thought of the mourning band that the village chief’s nephew, who sold boneless duck feet, had sent to the village chief.

He snatched the suona from Rong Ziyan’s hand and put it back in his bag.

“What’s wrong?” Rong Ziyan looked puzzled.

Luo Xia almost cried, “Rong! The villagers just wished us a safe journey, so you don’t need to play it again.”

Old Wu sitting in the front nodded quickly, and like a sycophant, he said that Rong Ziyan’s excellent performance ability should be at the Vienna Golden Hall, not for them, commoners, to bother him.

The researchers sitting in the back had not heard it in person, but the suona was indeed a rare instrument. This situation made them think of a rumor that was previously treated as a joke.

“I heard that at the graduation ceremony of the agricultural university, a class played the suona? The whole class playing ‘The Best of Times’ sent the whole school directly?”

Luo Xia, who was trying hard to snatch the right to the suona from Rong Ziyan, subconsciously turned his head and asked, “Damn! Who can be so shameless?”

Rong Ziyan looked at him and said slowly, “It’s our class!”

Luo Xia was immediately speechless, and deeply sympathized with those classmates who had been with Rong Ziyan for four years of university.

Finally, the taciturn driver spoke with a sharp tongue.

“I think the reason Mr. Rong hasn’t been beaten to death yet, besides being good-looking, is that he is very useful.”

Rong Ziyan originally wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed the case. After all, sixty percent of the students in the department were waiting for his summarized notes to get through the collapsing mid-term and final exams.