In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

At this time, He Yushui was standing aside, casually fiddling with a floral handkerchief in her hand, but her eyes kept glancing over here.

Her cheeks were lightly flushed, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, with a bit of girlish innocence and shyness.

"Oh my god,"

She tilted her head back slightly, her eyes wide open, as if she had discovered something extraordinary and rare, and her tone was full of amazement and envy.

"Then Director, look at Master Hu, he is really kind to you! In daily life, in every corner of life, whether it is the trivialities of firewood, rice, oil and salt, or minor ailments such as headaches and fevers."

"He noticed everything right away and took care of you in every possible way. It's like he had three heads and six arms and could arrange everything properly."

As she spoke, He Yushui shook her body slightly, a trace of yearning flashed in her eyes. She leaned forward and lowered her voice, as if she was sharing a little secret that belonged only to them:

"I originally thought that Master Hu was very considerate in life and might not be able to take care of too much at work. But I didn't expect that at the critical moment, he could also help you at work, give you advice and solve your problems."

"Isn't this the reverse of 'women work outside, men work inside'? Nowadays, it's hard to find someone like Master Hu, even with a lantern. You are so lucky. I'm really envious of you when I see you from the side."

Surrounded by everyone's praise, Na Cuiping's cheeks instantly flushed, just like the clouds in the sky quietly falling on her face.

The blush spread all the way, even the bases of her ears were burning. She lowered her head slightly, and unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes with her fingers, trying to hide the embarrassment.

After a while, Cuiping raised her eyes, her eyes were shining with sweetness and happiness that could not be concealed.

She gently took He Yushui's hand, and the warmth of her palm passed to her, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze:

"Little girl, I really feel very happy from the bottom of my heart. Look at me, I am taken care of like this every day, and my life is so enjoyable."

As she spoke, Cuiping raised the corners of her mouth in a beautiful arc, and her eyes were full of reminiscence of the past life.

She patted the back of He Yushui's hand again, her eyes full of concern and love for the younger generation:

"You, stop standing there envious of me. You are still young, and there is a long road ahead with many wonderful sights to see."

"There are plenty of opportunities to meet a lover who understands you. Then you will know that life will only get sweeter and sweeter."

After saying this, Cuiping let go of He Yushui's hand, turned around neatly, and glanced at the tables and chairs in the room, with a look of decisiveness in her eyes:

"Okay, let's stop standing and talking. Find a place to sit comfortably. I'll go take a look at the menu and order some good dishes. We have to get together and have a good meal today."

Na Cuiping had a faint smile on her lips. After ending the lively conversation, she calmly reached into her pocket, fumbled in her pocket for a while, and took out a few meal tickets with body temperature.

The paper of the meal ticket was slightly yellowed and the edges were a bit rough, but she folded them neatly together, which were the traces left by life.

Holding the meal ticket in her hand, she walked briskly towards the checkout window of the state-owned restaurant.

She had an upright posture, steady steps, and her black hair swayed gently behind her head as she walked.

At this time, Cheng Hai was sitting at the dining table not far away. From the moment Cuiping stood up, his eyes were like being attracted by a magnet, staring at her closely, not missing any details.

He leaned forward slightly, clasped his hands, and rested his elbows on the table. His usual carefree demeanor was gone, replaced by eyes full of concentration, as if the whole world was only concerned with Cuiping's every move.

Na Cuiping quickly came to the window. The window was not big, and the wooden frame was a bit old, with some paint peeling off.

She stood still, raised her hand and handed four meal tickets to the waiter, her fingers slender but strong. The four meal tickets trembled slightly at her fingertips, as if carrying the friendship and warmth of this meal.

After handing it over, Cuiping did not turn around and leave immediately. Instead, she bowed slightly, gestured something in the air with her arms, and whispered something.

Her eyes were focused and sincere, as if she was explaining the special requirements of the dishes to the waiter, or asking some details about the meal ticket settlement.

The waitress at the window kept nodding and occasionally responding, and her interactions showed how much she cared about this meal.

The state-owned restaurant was bustling with people, the sounds of noisy conversations and the clatter of cutlery intertwined.

Cheng Hai was originally sitting on a wooden chair with some paint peeling off, his back straight, but his eyes were like searchlights, closely following Cuiping's figure.

At this moment, seeing Cuiping finish her gestures at the checkout window, he seemed to be suddenly triggered and stood up from his chair with a "swoosh". His movements were so quick that the chair legs scraped the ground, making a harsh sound.

He didn't care about these things, and took a few steps to Wang Jianguo and He Yushui, stretched out his hands eagerly, and grabbed their arms.

The force was so strong that it almost made the unsuspecting Wang Jianguo stumble. Cheng Hai's eyes widened, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly, as if he had discovered something huge. His voice became shrill and high-pitched with anxiety:

"Jianguo, Yushui, look quickly, look!"

As he spoke, he pointed in Cuiping's direction, his fingers trembling slightly with excitement.

Looking in the direction of his finger, I saw Cuiping chatting happily with the waiter, and the waiter at the window was quickly writing something down in a small notebook.

Cheng Hai retracted his gaze again, his eyes full of disbelief, and spoke as fast as a machine gun:

"Then Director, she actually ordered four dishes! There are only four of us, this... how can we finish it, this is just a waste!"

As he spoke, he frowned and shook his head vigorously, and the muscles on his face trembled.

At this point, Cheng Hai turned his gaze to Wang Jianguo and shook his arms vigorously with both hands, as if to convey his anxiety to him:

"Jianguo, you are familiar with the director, go and tell her not to order so many dishes. We are not the kind of people who care about ostentation."

"Four dishes are too extravagant. One dish is enough to fill our stomachs and not waste food. How great! Let's go!"

His eyes were full of anticipation, and he was eagerly hoping that Wang Jianguo would stand up immediately and stop this "wasteful act" in his eyes.

He Yushui, who was standing by, was startled by the sudden scene. She opened her mouth and looked at Cheng Hai, then at Wang Jianguo, not knowing what to say for a moment.