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"Old Chu! Old Chu! Why haven't you gone to get food yet? There's mutton soup in the cafeteria today!"
A middle-aged man in black clothes trotted into the repair station carrying a lunch box.
Chu Wei'an still lowered his head to fiddle with the parts, and said, "I'll go after I finish this."
"If you're any later it will be gone. It's okay if you don't eat it yourself, but you have to make a portion for your sister-in-law, right?" Wu Youde sat down on the ground casually, opened the lunch box and started eating.
"There will definitely be no results in a short time. Eating is more important."
"Okay, got it."
As soon as Wu Youde heard it, he knew he was still going through the motions.
Alas, this old Chu doesn't care about anything when he does his work.
"I knew you were like this! I'll ask Xiao Zhang and Xiao He to help you with the fight, and then they'll bring it straight to your room."
"Thanks, Old Wu. I just had an idea. If I make some changes, this small harvester will definitely be more flexible." Chu Weian never took his eyes off the machine in front of him.
Wu Youde chatted with him while eating: "Old Chu, do you know what I just heard? Your fellow villager in the hospital is called Lin Xiaoyue, right?"
He wasn't worried about disturbing anyone, because he knew Chu Weian could do two things at once.
"right."
"Guess what happened to her?" Wu Youde simply walked over with the food and squatted beside him, his eyes full of gossip.
Chu Wei'an smelled the aroma of the food and his stomach growled twice, but he still had no intention of moving: "I won't guess."
He just wanted to achieve results quickly, perform well, prove to his superiors that there was absolutely no problem with his position, and strive to lift the personal restrictions on him as soon as possible.
Although he was not a prisoner, he could not go anywhere except the farm and was not allowed to communicate with people outside.
"Tsk! There's really no point in chatting with you." Wu Youde curled his lips in disappointment and sat back on the small stool.
"Let me tell you, maybe your fellow villager will soon end up like you! An investigation team has arrived from Mingjiang City, and someone on the team has revealed that Lin Xiaoyue's parents are murderers."
"oh."
Chu Weian was not interested in Lin Xiaoyue's affairs.
At first, he heard that there was a female educated youth coming from Mingjiang City, and he and his wife took the initiative to communicate with her, thinking that they could take care of each other in this great Northwest.
But she thought their identities were unclear, so she drew a line in the sand and warned them not to look for her again.
Chu Weian could understand all of this.
But since that's the case, there's no need for them to continue to try to please others.
"Alas, you really don't care about anything except studying these iron lumps." Wu Youde complained.
But Old Chu is a good person. No matter what he says, he will not tell others.
"Didn't you work at the Mechanical Research Institute before? I see that many of the people coming from Mingjiang City are your age. Maybe there's someone you know. Why don't you go and take a look?"
"Nothing to see."
Chu Weian knew that the Northwest was bitterly cold, and the expedition team might just be there for the formality.
There probably aren't any people like this among the people he knows; his few close friends are all absorbed in their research.
"Tsk tsk~ You don't know, the lesbian who just exposed Lin Xiaoyue is really beautiful, with skin as white as snow and eyes as big as the moon..."
"If the eyes are as big as the moon, then it's a monster." Chu Weian complained bluntly.
Wu Youde was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "I'm just talking about metaphors! Do you understand? I don't know how a man like you can get married."
The lesbian just now was so beautiful, how could she be a monster?
Bah, bah, bah, there are no monsters in this world.
"Because I'm good-looking." Chu Weian finally figured out the key point and stood up proudly.
He had a shaved head, a bit of black motor oil on his forehead, and his skin was much darker than when he first arrived, but his handsome features seemed even more profound.
Wu Youde: “…”
Although it was the truth, he always felt like he was asking for a beating when he said it.
"Is yours good-looking? You look like a pale-faced scholar! This is what a grown man should look like."
Chu Wei'an: "Your hairline is almost reaching the back of your head. You don't look like a man, you look like an old grandfather."
Wu Youde retorted: "When you first arrived, your skin was as pale as a lesbian, and there was a red mole on the tip of your nose. If you're not a pale-faced scholar, what else could you be?"
Chu Weian subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, and his good mood just now became a little depressed.
"My family has fair skin, which is hereditary. Red moles are also hereditary. My grandfather's generation had it, and my father, me, and my son all have it. There's no way I can choose."
I wonder how Hongchen is doing now?
He is young and has never suffered hardship, so he probably can't stand doing farm work.
But there is no other way around it. Going to the countryside is at least better than being reformed.
"Old Chu, I didn't mean it. I just said it casually. Don't take it to heart." When Wu Youde heard him mention his son, he knew that he had been too talkative.
I didn't expect this red mole could be hereditary? Huh? Something flashed by.
“Ahem—”
He suddenly tried to speak but ended up choking.
Chu Weian handed him some water, and only after seeing that he had stopped coughing did he go out to prepare for dinner.
"Old Chu, where are you going?!" Wu Youde put down his bowl and called him.
"Eat, where else can we go?"
Wu Youde ran over and grabbed him: "Wait a minute, wait a minute."
Chu Weian pushed him away: "What are you doing!"
Suddenly she ran over and held his face to look at it, which was quite scary.
"You said your red mole is hereditary? Then your son and your father have the same mole as you? Even in the same location?"
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