Cheng Zhenzhu stayed in Hai City for a few more days and then went to the imperial capital. Because she wanted to give San Tiao a surprise, she went straight to his house without asking San Tiao to pick her up.

"Okay, everyone go back. It would be strange if we could easily solve a problem that others have been working on for so long..." After working non-stop in the laboratory for more than half a month, the results were about to come out, but it was discovered that the gap with the expected results was too large. The teacher in the laboratory simply waved his hand and asked everyone to go back and have a rest.

Let's review it together after we have a good rest, maybe we will have some ideas...

The problem wasn't solved, and San Tiao didn't want to rest. He decided to go home, take a shower, grab a couple of changes of clothes, and then come back to review. Clearly, something was missing, but what was it?

"Squeak~" The door was pushed open. He gently rubbed the three lines between his eyebrows and felt something strange. Then he looked up and found his mother sitting on the sofa watching Sister Fang Ting's new TV series.

Perhaps she heard the sound, his mother turned around and gave him a very gentle smile.

Sanjo was a bit incredulous for a moment and rubbed his eyes vigorously. Perhaps he was hallucinating because he was too tired...

"Stop rubbing your eyes. They're red." Cheng Zhenzhu waved at Sanjo, looked at him for a moment, and asked, "How long have you been in the lab this time? At least half a month, right?"

"Mom, you are so awesome. Half a month and three days..." San Tiao sat down next to his mother with a faint smile on his face, as if he was still a child.

What the hell is so great about her? Flattering her is useless!

Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the two dark circles under San Tiao's eyelashes with disapproval on her face. But looking at San Tiao's well-behaved and tired face, all she could say finally turned into a distressed "Are you tired?"

San Tiao shook his head, his shoulders swaying back and forth. "Not tired."

San Tiao had a smile on his face. He was a little tired at first, but when his mother came, he didn't feel tired at all.

The mother and son sat on the sofa for a while, chatting casually, and the atmosphere was very warm.

"Have you eaten? I just finished and the food is still hot..." Cheng Zhenzhu looked at San Tiao, who was completely absorbed in his research, and suddenly sighed.

Slightly.

San Tiao is afraid of being alone, but in fact, he needs someone to accompany him the most. But San Tiao's lack of understanding is completely different from Liu Tiao's lack of understanding.

Rokujo had no idea. Sanjo, on the other hand, knew about it, but had no idea. Over the years, Sanjo had rejected numerous potential marriage proposals. Knowing that Sanjo wasn't shy but genuinely had no idea, she herself rejected them.

Marriage and other matters are San Tiao's own business, and of course everything should be based on San Tiao's wishes.

As for Liu Tiao who always kept saying he didn't want to get married, she felt that he simply hadn't gotten the hang of it.

He's a straight-laced man right now. Someone gave him flowers, and he asked a young girl why she didn't take care of them, which made her cry. He became famous in the army. It's said he hasn't received flowers since then. He did receive some delicious food, but he reluctantly gave it back, saying he couldn't accept even a stitch of thread...

"No." San Tiao stood up to eat. He took a few bites, grabbed some more food, and then sat down next to his mother with his big bowl.

Seeing that his mother was concentrating on TV, he always found a way to call her mother. His mother's voice was continuous and he even tried to cover the TV to try to attract her attention.

Most of the three threads of discussion were about research issues. Cheng Zhenzhu couldn't understand many of the proprietary names she heard, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't understand them. There was no way to continue the conversation.

San Tiao became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and then went into the room.

No need to guess, he must have suddenly had some idea and started doing research...

Cheng Zhenzhu also admires Sanjo's passion for research.

After watching the two newly updated episodes of the TV series, seeing that San Tiao had no intention of coming out of the room, I warmed up a cup of hot milk, washed some fruit and brought it in, then turned off the TV and went back to my room to sleep.

When she woke up the next day, Sanjo was no longer in the room. She guessed he had gone back to the research institute...

After Cheng Zhenzhu finished her breakfast, she tidied up the house, took some prepared food from the space, warmed it up in the pot, and went out for a walk.

One is because of the winery, and the other is because he needs to collect rent. I've asked three questions, but he's been too busy this month and hasn't collected rent yet...

After collecting the rent, Cheng Zhenzhu was left with half a worn snakeskin bag in her hand. She had originally intended to collect the space, but then she decided to store it, so she just carried it with her.

As they carried the things, they arrived at the winery.

Everyone in the winery knew Cheng Zhenzhu and knew that he was the second boss, so they all greeted him.

Cheng Zhenzhu responded with a smile, and then her eyes noticed a girl in the corner who was soaked in water. She looked fragile and had a childish face, but her eyes seemed a little...

Cheng Zhenzhu didn't know how to describe it, but it felt a little strange.

"What's that girl's name? Is she over 18?" Cheng Zhenzhu asked the manager. Don't hire child labor.

"Her name is Jiang Jiaren. She just turned 18." The manager was a little nervous and guilty when he was questioned by the second boss. "This child is my neighbor. She had a miserable life. She was deceived by a man and gave birth to a child... I saw a job vacancy in the factory, and she was quite handy, so I hired her to work..."

Is that so? Cheng Zhenzhu lowered her eyes, a strange feeling in her heart vaguely present.