Fall in Love Before Winter Ends

After working for many years, Fang Shuning's body has developed many minor ailments. After a medical check-up and surgery, Fang Shuning decided to take a break for herself. She returned to her ...

27. Explained thoroughly

27. Explained thoroughly

After a brief progress report, everything proceeded smoothly according to plan. Fang Shuning, unusually, praised Fu Yuanzheng, feeling flattered.

After finishing their meal, Fu Yuanzheng sat opposite Fang Shuning, looking hesitant and uneasy.

Fang Shuning didn't even look up. "If you're itchy, go find a corner to rub against."

"I can't hold it in anymore, sis. What did you say to Secretary Song? I'm so curious, and I think Secretary Song is a pretty good guy, and he's not bad looking either, although he's a little less attractive than me. You should give him a straight answer if you like him or not, so he doesn't keep overthinking things. A pure man like him can't resist your teasing."

"You two have only known each other for a short time, and you're already taking his side like this. What's wrong with you?"

“Hey, this isn’t about how long you’ve known each other. Anyway, you can’t use those old tricks on Secretary Song.” Fu Yuanzheng was all in, determined to prove his brother right.

"Okay, I got it. Eat your food and then get back to work."

After finishing her meal, Fang Shuning went to the rocking chair in the backyard to wait for Fu Yuanzheng to finish his breakfast and get ready to go to the factory.

The morning sunlight filtered through the swaying shadows of the trees, dappling Fang Shuning with warmth. Autumn is a season of harvest; people have reaped enough food. The days grow shorter and the nights longer. The fields are no longer filled with hunched figures; everyone is quietly waiting for winter to arrive.

The originally peaceful life trajectory of Xitang Village has quietly changed Fang Shuning's life and mindset.

Song Jiuchen said that he didn't dare to think about it before because Fang Shuning's place wasn't here, or rather, there was no place for Fang Shuning to care about. But now it's different. Even if Fang Shuning's figure isn't for him, he still wants to be a simple sketch in the scenery where she lingers.

Song Jiuchen said that he used to think it didn't matter who he spent his life with, whether he was alone or with someone. But after truly experiencing it, he realized it wasn't just different, it was vastly different. In this vast world, it's hard to find two souls that are completely compatible. But love makes both parties willing to compromise and accept each other. If Fang Shuning is willing to take one step, then whether it's 99 steps or 999 steps, he's willing to run towards her.

Song Jiuchen said that alcohol emboldens the timid. He didn't remember exactly what happened that night, but he remembered that through his drunken haze, Fang Shuning smiled and took his hand. In that instant, it was like the wind in the wilderness, drifting and chasing, finally finding direction. The moment he was embraced, his heart calmed down. That unique scent of Fang Shuning surrounded him again and again, making him more intoxicated than alcohol.

Thinking of these things, Fang Shuning couldn't help but smile. Perhaps she herself didn't realize that love makes people gentle.

However, Fang Shuning was still missing one last bit of impulse, one last bit of unwavering impulse.

The cannery is currently primarily engaged in factory building renovations. Fang Shuning prioritizes stability over speed in everything she does. All projects are strictly carried out according to procedures, and any instances of cutting corners or taking shortcuts are strictly prohibited.

The factory will be renovated, then the old equipment will be maintained, new equipment will be brought in, recruitment will be conducted simultaneously, and finally production will begin. The estimated timeframe is March of next year. They still have plenty of time.

Fang Shuning toured the factory and found everything proceeding smoothly. Only then did she feel completely relieved. Fu Yuanzheng accompanied her the whole time, as he had been overseeing things while Fang Shuning was away. Fu Yuanzheng stared at Fang Shuning with a fawning expression, his face practically screaming: Praise me, praise me, praise me now!

"Good job, keep a close eye on things, I'll give you a raise later."

Fu Yuanzheng looked pleasantly surprised. "Sis, I still get paid? This, this, this is so embarrassing."

"Sorry, never mind. I'll save every penny."

"Yes, yes, I want it." Fu Yuanzheng is not young, but he has never experienced any setbacks. He has been pampered since childhood and just returned from studying abroad for a few years to get a master's degree. He has never earned a penny of real money. Now he can go back and show off to his father.

Fang Shuning rolled her eyes and turned to leave. Fu Yuanzheng asked her from behind where she was going.

"Find the internet celebrity sister."

Although the cannery is currently only in the early preparation stage, the corresponding publicity and marketing have already begun.

Since Cui Sitong started his joint live stream with Song Jiuchen, his account has shifted its focus to local areas, resulting in consistently high traffic. Now, the two have jointly launched a "canned food factory" series, attracting a new audience through a "virtual supervision" approach. They're also soliciting feedback from netizens in the comments section and, incidentally, recruiting staff—interested individuals are welcome to apply...

It has to be said that this series of actions has successfully built up momentum for the canned goods.

But so far, they haven't come up with a name. The factory has no name, and the canned goods have no name.

In the evening, Fang Shuning, Cui Sitong, Liu Yi, Song Jiuchen, and Fu Yuanzheng sat together, each with a bowl of self-heating hot pot, eating and chatting. Their main purpose was to brainstorm and come up with a name together.

They talked about a lot of things, like gossip about internet celebrities. After Cui Sitong finished speaking, Fu Yuanzheng was shocked. "My God, I used to watch those two a lot when I was abroad. It turns out it was a script. I'm really impressed!"

For example, reminiscing about the past, two old classmates who seemed to have no connection actually got married. At this point, all three of them turned their gazes to Fang Shuning and Song Jiuchen.

"Next topic." Fang Shuning didn't shy away from the topic, simply insisting on moving on to the next one.

More than an hour later, we finally got down to business: naming the child. But when it came to this, everyone fell silent. Naming wasn't something they were particularly good at.

"Hey, let Teacher Liu go first. After all, she's a teacher, she's definitely better than us." Liu Yi, who was suddenly called on, looked puzzled.

Is this considered occupational discrimination?

Then they fell silent again.

They say three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang, but there are already five of them, so it's meaningless.

Sigh~

Cui Sitong looked left and right, then cautiously said, "Since we can't think of anything right now, and there are exactly 5 of us, we can play cards."

Their eyes lit up at the mention of playing cards. Fu Yuanzheng was the most excited. In Xitang Village, he considered his greatest achievement to be learning to play cards; his skills were taught to him by his close female friends.

Fu Yuanzheng thought to himself that he must kill them all today.

Forget it, naming a child is like dating, it's something you can't force. Let's play cards for a bit, maybe inspiration will strike while we're playing.

The matter of naming the child was thus forgotten, and the five of them ended up fighting until midnight.

Fang Shuning, Liu Yi, and Song Jiuchen are not only good at remembering and calculating cards, but they can also team up to cheat others with just a glance.

Fu Yuanzheng lost so badly he questioned the meaning of life!

"How about RruitLok?" Fang Shuning suddenly had a flash of inspiration and quickly took out her phone to type out the four words. Then she explained, "'RruitLok' sounds like 'fields,' and the slogan is 'RruitLok,' which locks in the freshness of the fruit. What do you think?"

How can someone who has no ideas offer any opinions? They can only applaud and agree.

The next day, an account called "Sweet Wild Vegetable Jar" appeared on various social media platforms.