Chapter 103 The First Time

After resolving the issue of the missing 50 cents, Zhou Ma and the others finally had the mind to care about the house Lin Yuanshu was allocated.

They weren't surprised by the good news Lin Yuanshu mentioned; they had a feeling that it was expected. Ever since they learned that Lin Yuanshu had made it onto the housing allocation list, they had been confident that he would get a housing allocation.

After all, according to the institute's housing allocation policy, long service is one of the basic conditions for being shortlisted. It is obvious that Lin Yuanshu did not even qualify. Since he was able to be shortlisted, it means that the cadres of the housing allocation committee took into account Lin Yuanshu's special contributions and relaxed the conditions.

Since merit has been taken into account, it's a foregone conclusion that Lin Yuanshu will receive a housing allocation. After all, according to the employee merit records, there are very few employees in the research institute whose merits surpass Lin Yuanshu's.

Lin Yuanshu met all the housing allocation policies except for his short length of service.

Zhou's mother was the first to bring up the question she was concerned about: "When are you moving out?"

She waited and waited, and finally, Lin Yuanshu could move out.

Of everyone present, perhaps only Sister-in-law Xue was the most upset. She couldn't even smile anymore. With Lin Yuanshu gone, wouldn't she have to face her mother-in-law every day?

I didn't think much of it before, but after a period of peaceful life, I found it hard to bear.

Lin Yuanshu thought for a moment and replied seriously, "It may take a while. I plan to find a carpenter to make the furniture. Once the furniture is finished, I can move in."

Zhou Ma frowned and said, "Making furniture is expensive, and the wood is hard to come by. You might as well go to a scrap yard or a second-hand market to buy some furniture. You don't need to make a new bed; just move the old one over and continue using it."

Sister-in-law Xue spoke up for Lin Yuanshu without hesitation, "A new house with new furniture is great, it's a fresh start, a farewell to the past."

Sister-in-law Xue became increasingly sad as she spoke, because she was the one who was being sued.

Lin Yuanshu pursed her lips, somewhat tempted by Zhou Ma's suggestion. She had heard in her previous life that in the 1970s, due to some special reasons, antiques were easier to circulate among the people and were easy to buy. She had never considered buying antiques before because she knew nothing about this subject.

However, buying some furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties is still a good idea. Even if it's a fake, it still looks quite nice in the home. If it were genuine, wouldn't she be making a killing?

In those days, Ming and Qing dynasty furniture was not yet considered antiques or works of art, so it was easy to buy.

"I've thought about it. The bed, wardrobe, and dining table must be made new. As for the other furniture, I can go to a scrap yard or a secondhand market to see if there's anything suitable," Lin Yuanshu said with a smile.

Sister-in-law Xue's expression was quite subtle when she heard this. Apart from these three items, the rest were all small things, and there was not much difference between making them herself and buying them. As expected of Lin Yuanshu, he agreed with Zhou Ma's words on the surface, but in reality, he still did things his own way.

She still has a lot to learn if she wants to be a good daughter-in-law like Lin Yuanshu.

Aunt Zhou waved her hand dismissively, "Whatever, I can't control you anyway. Let me make this clear, I won't contribute a single penny."

Lin Yuanshu said softly, "I didn't expect you to pay! Expecting you to pay is less reliable than expecting the old sow to pay."

After all, Aunt Zhou was not only stingy with them, but also quite stingy with herself. Once money was in Aunt Zhou's hands, there was no possibility of it being returned.

Zhou Ma hesitated, wanting to say that she wasn't such an unreliable person, but she was unwilling to pay for Lin Yuanshu and the others, so she could only acquiesce to the matter.

When Zhou Ma said she didn't care, she really didn't care; she would only urge Lin Yuanshu to move out as soon as possible.

Zhou Dafu didn't just sit back and do nothing. He knew the importance of building a good relationship with Lin Yuanshu. If something really happened to him in the future, he would still have to rely on Lin Yuanshu to save him. Although his eldest son and others could take care of him, they couldn't necessarily save him.

So he took on the task of making the furniture himself. He was responsible for finding carpenters and wood, and Lin Yuanshu only needed to tell him what style he needed. After the carpenters made the furniture, they would move to their new home.

Lin Yuanshu also experienced what it felt like to not have to do things himself.

Five days later, it was Lin Yuanshu's holiday, and she took Zhou Xiangyang out early in the morning.

Zhou Xiangling shouted, "Second sister-in-law, you haven't had breakfast yet! Eat breakfast before you go out!"

Lin Yuanshu glanced back at Zhou Xiangling and said with a smile, "Don't worry about us, we'll eat noodles outside."

While cooking porridge, Zhou's mother couldn't help but sigh and mutter, "Breakfast at home is all ready, but they insist on eating out. And Zhou Xiangyang, instead of talking to his wife, is so wasteful. I really don't know how they're going to survive in the future. Will they be starving and have to come to our house to beg for food?"

Zhou Xiangling said with a complicated expression, "Probably not, after all, my second sister-in-law's salary is so high."

Aunt Zhou sneered, her face full of disdain, "What's the use of a high salary? If it were those three years, even with a high salary, you still wouldn't be able to buy food. I'd like to see how those two manage to get by. Without my careful budgeting, their hard times are just around the corner!"

Zhou Xiangling echoed her mother's words, saying, "That's right, our family's prosperity is all thanks to Mom's careful planning. Without Mom, we wouldn't have such a good life!"

Hearing this, Zhou's mother felt much better. "You're getting better and better at speaking now. You really are different as you grow up."

Zhou Xiangling gave a wry smile; she no longer had the confidence to be willful.

After finishing their noodles, the two went to a scrap metal recycling station. The station was quite different from what Lin Yuanshu had imagined. She thought there would be old furniture, paintings, calligraphy, and antiques, but it only contained scrap iron, scrap copper, scrap aluminum, old newspapers, broken glass, and so on.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a scrap metal recycling station; it's full of useless junk.

So the two of them had no choice but to go to the flea market according to the address given by Zhou's mother. The flea market was on the edge of a market, with no fixed stalls. Residents laid out their goods on burlap on the ground. Although the stalls were not neat, it was very lively.

There were people buying used clothes, shoes, and hats, as well as selling aluminum lunch boxes, old iron pots, and second-hand bicycle and sewing machine parts. There was a wide variety of items, and Lin Yuanshu couldn't take it all in.

She and Zhou Xiangyang first browsed through the flea market, and then went from shop to shop for used furniture. Sure enough, finding a bargain wasn't so easy; most of the used furniture was quite ordinary, simple wooden tables, benches, and wooden boxes, etc.

There are also furniture pieces from the Ming and Qing dynasties, but the materials are very ordinary and the craftsmanship is simple. They neither appreciate in value nor are they beautiful. Apart from taking up space, they take up nothing else.

Just then, an old man called out to her, "Comrade, do you want to buy used furniture? I have a pair of huanghuali armchairs here, only twenty-five yuan, you can take them."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanshu walked over with great interest to take a look. It was huanghuali wood, which sounded very valuable.

The thin old man next to the old man became unhappy and shouted at him, "Does this person even know what buying and selling is? I didn't say I didn't want to buy, so why won't you sell to me?"

The furniture vendor gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty-five yuan. Take it if you want, or don't stop me from selling it to someone else."

The skinny old man muttered, "Twenty-five yuan is too expensive. I can only accept fifteen yuan at most. A while ago, the Yinmu Furniture Factory sold rosewood armchairs for only ten yuan a pair. Why are you selling them for more than the furniture factory!"

The furniture vendor rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "If Yinmu Furniture Factory sells cheap furniture, go find Yinmu Furniture Factory. What are you trying to prove by coming here to me? If you're not buying, then hurry up and leave. Don't block the ladies behind you."

Lin Yuanshu blinked and looked at the thin old man, asking, "Grandpa, are these huanghuali armchairs made of the same wood as the huanghuali armchairs sold by Yinmu Furniture Factory?"

She seemed to have seen it in a short video in her past life: a furniture factory in Beijing in the 1970s was selling huanghuali armchairs for ten yuan, which were auctioned off in New York in the 1990s for ten million yuan.

Because she didn't know much about the time and place when the furniture factory was selling off its huanghuali armchairs, she didn't think about taking advantage of the deal.

Before the skinny old man could speak, the furniture vendor declared confidently, "My pair of huanghuali armchairs are not only made of the same wood as the huanghuali armchairs sold by Yinmu Furniture Factory, but my huanghuali armchairs are even better. They are antiques from the late Ming Dynasty. If my grandson hadn't fallen ill and my family hadn't been short of money, I wouldn't have been willing to put them up for sale."

Lin Yuanshu looked at the pair of huanghuali armchairs again and again, but he really couldn't figure it out. As an antique, at first glance it looked just like an ordinary chair. The only difference was that the backrest was carved with a dragon pattern.

However, as a chair, it looks like a good one, and it must be very comfortable to sit on.

“Okay, twenty-five yuan, I’ll take it,” Lin Yuanshu said without hesitation.

If I get scammed, I'll just consider it a lesson learned; she won't buy these things often anyway.

Twenty-five yuan is a drop in the ocean for modern people, but for people in this era, it was equivalent to half a month's salary.

The skinny old man squinted at Lin Yuanshu, then suddenly realized, "I get it, this is your shill! You just want me to buy these huanghuali armchairs for twenty-five yuan. Let me tell you, I won't fall for it."

The furniture vendor had completely lost his patience and shooed him away, saying, "Buy it or don't, just leave and don't delay my business."

The skinny old man cursed and said, "People these days are so corrupt! They don't do business properly, they just think about taking crooked paths. Young lady, you look so young, how could you do such a despicable thing against your conscience!"

Lin Yuanshu said firmly, "Sir, if you're unwilling to spend money to buy them, don't embarrass yourself here. You're not that important that we'd set a trap to cheat you. If we were setting a trap, I wouldn't have said I'd buy these huanghuali armchairs for twenty-five yuan. I would have said thirty yuan and tried to raise the price."

The thin old man fell into deep thought, feeling that what the woman in front of him said made some sense.

Lin Yuanshu ignored the old man beside her. She gave the furniture vendor twenty-five yuan and asked Zhou Xiangyang to carry the pair of huanghuali armchairs. She couldn't help but instruct him, "Be gentle, don't damage the huanghuali armchairs."

The thin old man was really reluctant to let someone else buy the huanghuali armchair he had his eye on, mainly because it was rare to find such a fine huanghuali armchair. He persisted, saying, "Wait a minute, I didn't say I wouldn't buy it."

Lin Yuanshu frowned and said, "You didn't say you wanted to buy it, sir. You're already so old, don't pretend to be crazy here. If you want to buy it, you have to give me a hundred yuan, otherwise forget it."

As the skinny old man left, he said angrily, "You're asking for the moon! You were definitely setting me up to cheat me. I almost fell for it. You want me to buy these huanghuali armchairs for a hundred yuan? What a pipe dream! I'm not buying them!"

The furniture vendor smiled helplessly and said softly, "There are always some customers who are difficult to deal with. They want to buy things but think they're too expensive, and they haggle for ages but still won't buy. If you're interested in antiques, you can come to my house, and I'll give you a discount. I live at..."

Lin Yuanshu wrote down the address. Just because he's not interested now doesn't mean he won't be interested in the future.

After buying the huanghuali armchair, the two did not leave the flea market immediately. After all, they had come all this way, so they wanted to take their time browsing.

Lin Yuanshu then bought some old coins from the Ming and Qing dynasties, ceramics, and some old paintings, calligraphy, and rubbings that he couldn't understand. With so many things to buy, surely one of them must be genuine.

Fortunately, forging antiques from the Ming and Qing dynasties wasn't common in this era, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to buy them so recklessly.

The two walked home with their load of belongings, not to the apartment in the tenement building, but to the apartment in the apartment building. They figured they would have to move sooner or later anyway, so they might as well take them there and leave them there now.

After getting off the bus, Zhou Xiangyang asked curiously, "Are you very interested in these antiques?"

Lin Yuanshu nodded and said softly, "I always feel that they bear the marks of history."

Zhou Xiangyang said thoughtfully, "Several years ago, when I was on the black market, I traded grain coupons for a beautiful bracelet. I'm sure you'll like it. I didn't want to trade it, but I saw that old man was starving, so I traded it with him anyway."

Lin Yuanshu asked in shock, "What does that bracelet look like?"

Zhou Xiangyang thought for a moment and tried his best to describe it: "The base is white and translucent, with some bright green floating inside. It's quite pretty. To avoid any complications, I've been hiding it under the bed."

Lin Yuanshu said with a complicated expression, "That might be a glass-type jadeite bracelet. Keep it safe. It will be our family heirloom. If our descendants can't make ends meet, we can sell it and become rich."

Zhou Xiangyang never doubted Lin Yuanshu's words, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I won't lose it. If you like these antiques, I can buy them on the black market. I still have a lot of money on hand."

Lin Yuanshu shook his head and said seriously, "It's fine to like it, but there's no need to deliberately buy it. It'll only attract the attention of the Revolutionary Committee."

Today, if they buy a huanghuali armchair, it can still be considered buying old furniture. But if they specifically go to the black market to buy antiques, they might be regarded by the Revolutionary Committee as "feudal remnants" and "promoting old culture."

She dared not gamble her career prospects on these ephemeral ancient artifacts.

A cautious person like her is destined not to do anything too bad; it's more reassuring to be down-to-earth.

"I understand," Zhou Xiangyang replied hastily, inwardly cursing himself for not thinking things through. He was thinking of buying whatever his wife liked, but forgot about the Revolutionary Committee.

As Lin Yuanshu passed by the pharmacy, he said to Zhou Xiangyang, "The pharmacy should sell family planning products. Go and buy some."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiangyang turned bright red, and stammered, "I...I'll go right now."

If it were last year, he might have been a little scared, but now he has been with his wife for over a year.

His wife was no longer a stranger to him. He was both nervous and expectant about this, afraid that he would not perform well and make his wife uncomfortable.

Seeing that Zhou Xiangyang hadn't moved yet, Lin Yuanshu assumed it was because Zhou Xiangyang was embarrassed, so she said seriously, "Never mind, I'll go in and buy it!"

Zhou Xiangyang quickly stopped Lin Yuanshu. He took a deep breath, raised his head and said, "No, I'll go buy it."

Lin Yuanshu watched as Zhou Xiangyang walked into the pharmacy, his hands and feet clasped together.

Not long after, Zhou Xiangyang rushed out of the pharmacy with a flushed face.

Lin Yuanshu asked earnestly, "Did you buy it?"

Zhou Xiangyang nodded and whispered, "I got it."

Lin Yuanshu cleared his throat and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I think moving day is a good day, what do you think?"

“I think you’re right,” Zhou Xiangyang said, head bowed.

Although the two had been married for over a year and had done all sorts of kissing and touching, they had never done anything more intimate. So, they were both a little embarrassed to look at each other and went home in this shy atmosphere.

Half a month later, Lin Yuanshu specially chose an auspicious day to move, and Aunt Wen and others took the initiative to come and help Lin Yuanshu move.

Looking at Lin Yuanshu, Aunt Hua couldn't help but sigh, "Our connection with you is just too shallow. I never thought you would only be able to live in the tenement building for a little over a year. Although I'm reluctant to part with you, I'm still very happy that your life is getting better and better."

Lin Yuanshu said with a smile, "I will definitely come home to see you when I have time."

With the help of Aunt Wen and others, Lin Yuanshu moved his house without any effort. Zhou Xiangyang was in charge of cooking in the kitchen to entertain Aunt Wen and the others. They had helped him, so it was impossible for him not to leave them a single bite to eat.

Because the kitchen was too small, Zhou Xiangling and Sister-in-law Xue could only wash and chop vegetables in the living room to help Zhou Xiangyang.

While Zhou Ma was eating sunflower seeds, she chatted with Aunt Wen and the others. It was her first time visiting Lin Yuanshu's home. Although the room was a bit small, it had a separate kitchen and bathroom, which was quite nice. Apart from being small, it had no other drawbacks.

Hearing the commotion from Lin Yuanshu's side, the plump aunt next door came over with two eggs. She said with a smile, "Didn't I tell you to call me to help you move? We're all neighbors, no need to be so polite with me. Your move is much more lively than mine. You're really popular."

Lin Yuanshu replied, "I chose an auspicious day for my move, which is why everyone had time to help me. Come in and rest a bit, have some melon seeds."

The plump woman handed the eggs to Lin Yuanshu and said generously, "Then I won't be polite. I love lively atmospheres. It's a pity that the two neighbors next door are not easy to get along with. They don't even greet me when they see me. They are too aloof. I don't like it."

Lin Yuanshu took the eggs and said thoughtfully, "Perhaps they are just slow to warm up to people!"

The plump woman argued confidently, "What do you mean by slow to warm up! They're just arrogant, looking down on me because I'm from the countryside and don't speak like them, all stilted and pretentious."

After the plump woman sat down on the stool, she noticed that her husband was busy in the kitchen while his wife was entertaining guests. Although she was curious, she didn't ask any further questions.

Aunt Wen saw through the fat woman's thoughts and explained with a smile, "Comrade Zhou Xiangyang is a chef, and he cooks very well. So in this family, the man is in charge of the home, and the woman is in charge of external affairs. Comrade Lin Yuanshu's hands are used for experiments, not for cooking."

The plump woman stood up abruptly and said in surprise, "You just mentioned Comrade Lin Yuanshu?"

Aunt Wen looked at the plump woman with a puzzled expression and said, "That's right! Don't you know this is Comrade Lin Yuanshu's home?"

The plump woman took a deep breath, completely ignoring Aunt Wen, and walked up to Lin Yuanshu, saying excitedly, "Are you Comrade Lin Yuanshu, the one who improved the sulfadiazine production process?"

Lin Yuanshu nodded, puzzled. "Yes."

The plump woman gripped Lin Yuanshu's arm tightly, her face full of gratitude. "My family is from Yunjin County. Apart from my younger brother, my whole family has been infected with meningitis. Thank you for improving the sulfadiazine production process, so that my parents have medicine to take and won't get into trouble."

Lin Yuanshu hadn't expected things to be so coincidental. She quickly said, "I didn't do anything. The main credit goes to the doctors and nurses in Yunjin County. Without them, the epidemic wouldn't have been brought under control so quickly."

The plump woman released Lin Yuanshu and laughed loudly, "You all deserve credit. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be laughing in front of you now; I would be hiding in my room crying."

With the addition of the plump middle-aged woman, the atmosphere became even more lively, and everyone chatted and laughed.

Of everyone present, only Zhou's mother had a short temper. At this moment, she was frantically eating sunflower seeds, trying her best to gain this small advantage.

Lin Yuanshu and Zhou Xiangyang were not stingy people, so they had a very hearty lunch, including braised pork, four-happiness meatballs, and pork ribs stewed with yam, among other things.

The plump woman was also invited to stay for dinner. Of course, her family members didn't come over, since Lin Yuanshu's family couldn't afford to waste their food so carelessly.

She had already renewed her food ration book some time ago and handed it over to Zhou Xiangyang. Now Zhou Xiangyang is in charge of the family's food supplies.

Although Zhou Dafu demanded that she not interfere in the division of the family property, he wasn't completely without feelings for Zhou Xiangyang and didn't refuse to give her a single penny. If it were Zhou's mother, she definitely would have done something so shameless.

Because the eldest brother had to support the elderly, Chow Tai Fook allocated a larger share of the money to him.

Lin Yuanshu did not object to this. After all, supporting the elderly is quite troublesome. She was willing to pay. If she had to live with Zhou Dafu and Zhou's mother for a long time in order to get a little more money, she would rather not have that little bit of money.

Sister-in-law Xue would never object to something that would bring her benefits; she wholeheartedly agreed.

Apart from Zhou's mother being a little unhappy, no one else had any objections. So last night, Zhou Dafu took out the family property division agreement, which detailed the method of dividing the money and the distribution of other property. The bicycle ticket that Lin Yuanshu had previously given out was also converted into money and given to Zhou Xiangyang.

Faced with this agreement, Zhou Xiangyang did not hesitate for a second and signed it decisively. Grandpa Wei also signed as a witness.

After signing, the agreement officially came into effect, meaning they were now two separate families, truly divided their households, and would each live their own lives from now on.

After lunch, Lin Yuanshu, Sister-in-law Xue, and others cleaned up the mess. The plump aunt wanted to clean up as well, but Lin Yuanshu refused, saying that guests shouldn't do it themselves.

As the plump woman was leaving, she didn't forget to praise him, saying, "Comrade Lin Yuanshu, you are so generous. No wonder you are so popular. You are the kind of friend worth making close friends with."

Lin Yuanshu reciprocated, saying, "I also like to be friends with straightforward people like you, who can say whatever they want without having to worry too much."

Hearing this, the plump woman felt even happier.

Before long, Aunt Wen and the others left Lin Yuanshu's house one after another, leaving only Aunt Zhou and the others behind.

Zhou Ma said excitedly, "From now on, you two should live your lives well. I won't interfere in your affairs anymore. No matter how difficult your lives become in the future, don't come looking for me. This is your own business."

She finally got rid of Lin Yuanshu, this huge burden. If Zhou Xiangyang were willing to divorce Lin Yuanshu and kick him out of the Zhou family, she would be even happier, instead of being like this now, where although she got rid of Lin Yuanshu, she also lost a son.

Unfortunately, this son was also a disappointment. He was always being bossed around by Lin Yuanshu and was overjoyed at it, serving Lin Yuanshu like she was an ancestor, and he wouldn't even listen to her anymore.

Lin Yuanshu said confidently, "Mom, don't worry, we'll definitely get better and better without you, we won't be unable to make ends meet."

Her current salary is equivalent to that of two ordinary workers, and she doesn't have any money-devouring monsters in the family. It would be a miracle if she didn't make a living.

Sister-in-law Xue looked at Lin Yuanshu with some envy. She didn't want to live with her mother-in-law either, and she didn't want to have such a heavy burden on her head. Unfortunately, her husband was the eldest son, and she couldn't get rid of her mother-in-law no matter what.

After cleaning, Zhou Ma and the others left Lin Yuanshu's house.

Lin Yuanshu walked up to Zhou Xiangyang, massaged his shoulders, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work at lunch today. You did a great job. Aunt Wen and the others enjoyed the meal very much. It's good that you're here at home. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to entertain Aunt Wen and the others."

Sitting in the chair, Zhou Xiangyang's eyes lit up when he heard Lin Yuanshu's words, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, his face unable to hide the joy of being recognized.

"You've worked hard too, chatting with Aunt Wen and the others the whole time. But I prefer cooking in the kitchen to chatting with them," Zhou Xiangyang said honestly.

Since it was just the two of us eating dinner, we didn't make a big fuss. We just heated up the leftovers from lunch and ate whatever we had.

After finishing their meal, the two rested for a while, and then Lin Yuanshu went to boil water for a bath.

Zhou Xiangyang appeared calm as he read, but in reality, he didn't absorb a single word. He had prepared in advance for tonight by exchanging experiences with his doctor friend.

After Lin Yuanshu finished showering, Zhou Xiangyang remained seated at his desk, reading without moving.

Lin Yuanshu was half-lying on the bed. Seeing Zhou Xiangyang looking down at his book but not turning the page, she knew that Zhou Xiangyang was very nervous. She hesitated and said, "How about another day?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiangyang stood up abruptly and said firmly, "No need, I'll go take a shower now."

Lin Yuanshu touched her nose and couldn't help but show a shy expression. To be honest, this was the first time she had experienced something like this. In her previous life, she had always been a single woman.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Xiangyang arrived at Lin Yuanshu's side, his face misty with tears. He asked earnestly, "Are you ready?"

Lin Yuanshu nodded firmly.

Zhou Xiangyang leaned in and kissed Lin Yuanshu's forehead with a devout expression. His lips slowly moved down until they touched Lin Yuanshu's lips, and their breaths mingled.

The next morning, Zhou Xiangyang got up early to make breakfast, while Lin Yuanshu only got up after hearing the alarm clock.

How to describe the experience last night? It was quite good. It's just that Zhou Xiangyang talked a lot. Not in that kind of way, but he kept asking her how she was, whether she wanted him to be gentler, and so on. He was very respectful of her feelings.

Seeing Lin Yuanshu brushing his teeth and washing his face, Zhou Xiangyang asked from the bathroom door, "How are you? Are you feeling unwell? If you are, I've prepared some medicine for you."

Lin Yuanshu looked curious. In this era, there was no such medicine. After spitting out the toothpaste foam, she asked in confusion, "What kind of medicine did you prepare?"

Zhou Xiangyang said proudly, "Parachlor, I know you don't like taking Analgin, so I specially bought this medicine."

Lin Yuanshu said with a subtle expression, "I'm not feeling unwell, but do you know what kind of medicine I'm researching?"

Zhou Xiangyang shook his head, puzzled.

Lin Yuanshu said with a smile, "Parachlor."

Zhou Xiangyang said with admiration, "You're really amazing."

Lin Yuanshu's lips curled up slightly. If the experiment goes smoothly, the pharmaceutical factory will be able to produce a large quantity of paracetamol next year.

Happy days always pass too quickly. In the blink of an eye, the New Year was over. Lin Yuanshu's group project had reached the final stage, so Lin Yuanshu and others basically stayed in the laboratory every day to work overtime, just to complete the project as soon as possible.

Lin Yuanshu's team had not yet completed their plan, but Feng Aiguo's team had finished it first.

Feng Aiguo ran up to Lin Yuanshu triumphantly and boasted, "Comrade Lin Yuanshu, you're a bit slow at completing the task! I've already finished, why haven't you finished yet!"

Lin Yuanshu smiled slightly and said softly, "Anyone in charge of your group's project could have completed it in just three months, but you wasted so much time. If I were you, I would be too ashamed to face anyone. How could I have the nerve to come up to me and show off?"