Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

"you're awake?"

When Fang wanted to open his eyes, he found Yin Qingqiu looking up at him.

"Are you hungry? Can I cook for you?"

Yin Qingqiu gently moved up a little and kissed the corner of Fang Xiang's mouth.

Following Yin Qingqiu's movements and the newly awakened sense of touch, Fang Xiang once again felt the smoothness brought by those long legs.

(Omit 3,000 words again at this point, I’ve read it for you.)

"Let me help you get dressed."

Just as Fang wanted to lift the quilt and put on his slippers, Yin Qingqiu also wanted to get off.

"Don't move, just lie down and have a good sleep.

I'll get you something to eat."

Fang Xiang turned his head and saw that Yin Qingqiu almost lost his balance, so he quickly reached out and pulled him up.

He pushed her onto the bed and covered her with a blanket.

"Um..."

Yin Qingqiu flashed her big eyes as she looked at Fang Xiang and gently tucked her in.

A blush appeared on her face.

Fang Xiang put on his clothes, went to the kitchen and changed the coal on the stove.

After washing with hot water, take out the eggs from the space.

I fried a few eggs in the hot oil, sprinkled some salt on them, and put them on a plate.

He took out the can of malted milk that he had snatched from Wei Shengli before and brewed two cups.

Then he took it into the bedroom.

"Eat, I'll get you some water, you wipe it off."

He pulled out the bedside table and moved it to a comfortable position for Yin Qingqiu.

After touching Yin Qingqiu's head, Fang wanted to go to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water and a new towel.

I returned to the bedroom and placed it next to the bed.

“I still have to go to work, after you finish eating, you can sleep for a while.

Come back at noon and I'll make you something delicious."

Fang Xiang looked at Yin Qingqiu who was eating fried eggs in small bites, and was about to leave after he finished speaking.

But he found that Yin Qingqiu's tears were flowing out again like they were free.

"Will you treat me like this in the future?"

Yin Qingqiu looked at Fang Xiang, as if he was afraid that Fang Xiang would suddenly disappear.

“Yes, don’t worry.

Since we are together, even if I can't give you a status.

And try not to let you suffer any injustice."

Fang Xiang picked up the towel and wiped Yin Qingqiu's face carefully.

Then he looked into those expectant eyes and gave her a positive answer.

"Well, then you go to work. I will wait for you at home..."

Yin Qingqiu suddenly smiled, as if the weather had turned from cloudy to sunny.

Although in Fang Xiang's eyes, this smile was very forced.

"good..."

Fang Xiang lowered his head and gently kissed Yin Qingqiu on the eyes.

Then he touched her head and turned away.

After going downstairs, my jeep was still parked there.

"Mr. Fang, go to work."

Following the greetings of several factory managers and technicians, Fang Xiang started the jeep.

After arriving at the factory, I grabbed a few buns from the cafeteria and returned to the office.

The assistant has already boiled the water and made the tea.

Fang Xiang sat in his seat and looked at the steaming cup of jasmine tea.

He sighed and took out the colorful tinplate tea canister from the space.

I took out a clean cup and made myself a cup of black tea.

How should we deal with Yin Qingqiu?

Fang Xiang, sipping his black tea, felt a little embarrassed.

There is almost no doubt that Yin Qingqiu would not be willing to arrange a separate dormitory for her.

I will definitely suggest living at home with him.

If it's just for a short period of time and he has his own space, it would be fine for Yin Qingqiu to live at home.

But you can't just keep them at home like pets, right?

Moreover, if I live in the factory for a long time, how should I arrange Yin Qingqiu's identity?

Saying that he is a relative? That is not appropriate, right?

If you think with your knees, you will know.

As soon as Yin Qingqiu appeared in the factory doctor's office.

It will attract countless young men to come and see for those false illnesses.

Then arrange for him to go to the hospital?

I can’t even reach the hospital with my own hands…

You can't ask your brother-in-law to arrange it for you, right?

For a moment, Fang Xiang's drawing speed slowed down, and he was always thinking about how to settle Yin Qingqiu.

Before I knew it, it was noon.

"Mr. Fang, it's time to eat.

Should we go to the cafeteria or have it delivered to you?"

Assistant Xiao Wang knocked on the door.

In the past, when he was too busy drawing to have time to eat, his assistant Xiao Wang would often go and get him meals.

"No, I have plans for lunch."

Fang Xiang rubbed his eyes and raised his head.

He took out the keys, walked downstairs and started the Jeep.

Not far from the factory gate is the living area of ​​​​Yituo.

Fang found a place to park the car and walked into the supply and marketing cooperative.

After buying a lot of useful things, I also bought some vegetables and meat.

Soon, we drove back to the dormitory.

"You're back."

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yin Qingqiu wiping his hair with a towel.

Looking at Yin Qingqiu with bare thighs, wearing his shirt, Fang Xiang suddenly felt angry.

"Well, I bought some food and will make you something delicious later."

He walked quickly into the kitchen, put down the things in his hands, and wanted to go out again.

After carrying all the things in the car up.

Yin Qingqiu was already standing in the kitchen and started washing vegetables.

"I can cook too. Do you want to try my cooking?"

Yin Qingqiu turned his head and looked at Fang Xiang with a smile on his face.

"Are you not in pain? Go lie down for a while. Leave this to me.

Last time I drank the chicken soup you cooked, this time, let me show you my cooking skills."

Fang wanted to hug Yin Qingqiu, kiss her on the forehead, and then pushed her out.

"Do you remember the chicken soup? Was it delicious?"

Yin Qingqiu did not leave. She crossed her long legs, leaned against the kitchen door, and looked at Fang Xiang with a smile.

“It’s so delicious that you’ll never forget it.”

Fang wanted to force himself to turn his head away and not look at Yin Qingqiu's seductive side.

"Then I'll make you chicken soup for the rest of your life, okay?"

Yin Qingqiu's sweet voice came from behind.

Thinking of Ji Pengwei's evaluation of her, he was so cruel.

Fang Xiang shook his head, it seemed that it also depends on the people.

"Why, you're not happy?"

Yin Qingqiu saw Fang Xiang shaking his head and thought he was unhappy. His voice suddenly sounded a little aggrieved.

"I am happy, why not?

Besides chicken soup, what other soup can you make? "

Fang Xiang quickly explained and changed the subject.

"I know a lot. My father is from Guangdong Province and my mother is from Sichuan Province.

So, I am good at cooking dishes from both Sichuan and Guangdong.

Come back and I’ll make you plump and white, okay?”

When Fang Xiang heard Yin Qingqiu say that her mother was from Sichuan Province, his hand that was about to cut the meat paused for a moment.

Well, this bloodline is indeed pure...

"Okay!~

You see I am so thin, it’s because I eat too little.

Then you must make more delicious food for me in the future."

Fang wanted to shake his head, throw away the previous thought, and make a joke.

“Liar!

I used to think you were thin.

Who knows that the meat is in the bun, not in the folds.

You've been giving me a hard time yesterday and today..."

Yin Qingqiu chuckled. Fang Xiang looked thin, but his body was full of muscles.

"Whose bun has the meat but not the folds?"

Fang Xiang turned his head and deliberately took a fierce look at Yin Qingqiu's chest.

He knew before that Yin Qingqiu had a good figure, but he had only seen a figure as good as this one in Douyang in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, he now experiences this kind of happiness.

"What, are you hungry? Just eat it if you're hungry?!"

Unexpectedly, Yin Qingqiu covered his mouth and laughed even more wildly.

Not only did she not mind Fang wanting to look at her, but she even deliberately pushed her chest higher.

It's already getting hot at the end of May.

Yin Qingqiu was only wearing a white shirt with the buttons half-buttoned.

That alluring color is simply irresistible.