We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

The first day Xie Mingxia left the capital, I missed him...

Weird.

Professor Zhao seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened up by something, and began to torture Wen Qin madly again.

Everyone knows that Professor Zhao values ​​Wen Qin very much, and even takes Wen Qin with him when doing research projects.

Only Wenqin herself knows the suffering she has endured.

Professor Zhao is a good teacher, but obviously not a good boss. Wen Qin was ordered around by him and had no time to feel sad.

The projects that Professor Zhao participated in naturally all had confidentiality regulations. After Wen Qin signed a bunch of agreements, she had almost no time to go home. She was either at school or in the laboratory with Professor Zhao.

The security issue that Xie Mingxia was worried about did not exist at all.

Within a few days, she had become a national treasure, with dark circles under her eyes.

However, there were some results, including a major breakthrough in one key material.

Although Wenqin was only doing odd jobs outside, she felt very relieved. Professor Zhao finally showed mercy and let her go back to sleep.

Wen Qin returned to her own room and forced herself to take a shower. Before she could blow-dry her hair, she fell asleep. In her dream, it seemed like someone was pulling her hair. She woke up in a daze, and as if she saw Li Mingxia, she continued to sleep peacefully.

Wen Qin was occasionally awakened by the aroma of food.

With his hair in a messy mess, he realized that it was not a dream, Jie Mingxia had returned.

"Prepare me a big meal before you leave, and prepare me a big meal when you come back. What else can you do besides eating?" Wen Qin was feeling upset now and could only take it out on Jie Mingxia.

Xie Mingxia was not angry either, and brought out the last dish of soup: "You woke up in time, otherwise I would have to reheat these dishes after they got cold."

The feeling of punching cotton was really uncomfortable. Wen Qin pounced on Jie Mingxia and started biting her.

Xie Mingxia was holding the bowl of soup, as still as a mountain. He even had time to care about Wenqin: "Be careful, don't get burned."

Xie Mingxia was like a large human-shaped pendant hanging on the ground. He carried the dishes on Wen Qin's back and then sat back.

"Eat quickly, and then look at the surprise I brought you."

Wen Qin really wanted to see the surprise right now, but Jie Mingxia was obviously unmoved, and she was indeed hungry.

"I feel like you're feeding piglets." Wen Qin complained about Jie Mingxia while eating.

Xie Mingxia looked at Wen Qin with eyes full of doting: "With your little meat, anyone who raises a pig like you will lose a lot."

Wen Qin looked down and saw that she had all the flesh where she should have it, but where she shouldn't have it...

Well, I don’t have abdominal muscles but I don’t have any fat either.

After reading it, she threw a coquettish glance at Jie Mingxia: "Don't you know whether I have meat or not?"

"What kind of nature has been squeezed out of you by the professor?" Xie Mingxia obviously knew that she was treated like a slave by Professor Zhao.

Wen Qin was puzzled: "Do you have spies in our school?"

Xie Mingxia laughed: "The project you participated in needs to be reviewed. Guess who will be the first person to be reviewed?"

Wen Qin quickly shook her head: "Hey, confidentiality regulations, don't talk nonsense."

Xie Mingxia was helpless. Seeing that there was nothing in her bowl, she stood up, took out a bag from the house and handed it to Wen Qin: "Open it yourself and take a look."

Wen Qin put down her chopsticks and opened the bag.

Wen Qin felt that her tear point was already very high, and she also felt that she was not that attached to her family. However, when she saw the family photo in her hand, she couldn't help crying: "Everyone is here, only I am not here."

After saying that, he hit Mingxia: "Even you, whose last name is not Wen, are here."

Xie Mingxia hugged Wen Qin from behind: "Dad said that we may not be able to gather together in the future, so we take a photo every year so that we can get together once in a while."

After saying this, he still felt a little apologetic: "This year is a special situation, we will definitely go home for the New Year next year."

Fortunately, Wenqin didn't shed many tears. Looking at the little one in the eldest sister's arms in the photo, she regarded him as a new member of the family.

"What's the child's name?"

“Zhang Le. The Le of music.”

"Zhang Yin and Zhang Le are both OK." Wen Qin saw Zhang Yin's bright smile and couldn't help asking, "How is Xiao Yin? Has she been bullied by that old hag?"

Xie Mingxia was amused by Wen Qin's aggression: "It's not as bad as you think. The aunt of the Zhang family is only powerful in words, but in fact, she has no say in the family."

Wen Qin frowned: "After all, she is the so-called elder. I'm afraid my sister will be embarrassed."

Xie Mingxia reached out and gathered her messy hair together. She took out a rubber band from somewhere and slowly braided her hair into a pigtail. "Eldest sister is not the kind of person who gets bullied, and eldest brother-in-law is not unreasonable either. Zhang Yin is also generous. Although her grandmother always says nonsense that her younger brother will be the one in the family from now on, she doesn't care. And eldest brother-in-law and his family are very nice to Zhang Yin, so Zhang Yin has not suffered any grievances."

Even if Wen Qin was worried, she was powerless to do anything. However, what Jie Mingxia said was right. The eldest sister and brother-in-law were not foolish people. They would not let Zhang Yin suffer such an injustice.

"What about my father and his people?" Wen Qin was most concerned about her father's contract.

"My eldest brother stayed in the village to farm, and my father took my second and third brothers out to find work." Xie Mingxia said, "My eldest brother farmed my family's land and Aunt Zhang's land."

Wen Qin was a little surprised: "Other people in the brigade, don't they think this is the behavior of a landlord? Like a tenant farmer."

Xie Mingxia shook his head: "My eldest brother is getting married."

"Ah?" Wen Qin almost dropped her jaw in shock.

It’s not that she thinks her elder brother shouldn’t get married. If it were according to the old rules, and her elder brother didn’t get married but she, as his younger sister, got married, people would gossip about her.

"Which girl is she? Is she pretty? Have you seen her?"

Hearing her rapid-fire questions, Xie Mingxia couldn't help but hug her and rub her: "She is Aunt Zhang's niece. She introduced me. So it's just help between relatives. Moreover, after the contract is assigned to each household, it is responsible for its own profits and losses. Other family members have no time to care about others."

Aunt Zhang’s niece... wouldn’t she be the one who inherited Aunt Zhang’s legacy and became the next inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage, known as Little Zhang Xiu?

Oh, my brother is going to make a fortune.

"Brother, can you cultivate the land of three families by yourself? Sanlie Village is not close to Xiaxi." Wen Qin was really worried.

"We've calculated it. Mulberry trees are planted in the land of Sanlie Village, and my eldest sister-in-law is said to be first-rate in raising silkworms and reeling silk. Grain is planted in Xiaxi, and Aunt Zhang and Guiqiu are not completely idle, but sometimes they need my eldest brother to lend a hand. If it's really not possible, we can ask Third Uncle and the others for help. I can just get them some industrial coupons."

After hearing this arrangement, Wen Qin felt relieved.

"What does Dad say?"