The two escorted Lin Ziyan home, but she then sent them to the factory.

Now that the police are here, Aunt Chen also needs to go over to give a statement.

Lin Ziyan sat at her desk, looking at her bandaged right hand, and gave a bitter smile.

News of her injury spread like wildfire throughout the village.

Lin Ziyan only stayed at home for a short while before several aunties came to visit her, bringing gifts. They would put down their things, chat for a few minutes, and then leave.

Lin Atai rushed back from the temple, her face looking extremely pale.

"I'm really fine, it's just a dislocated shoulder." Lin Ziyan's heart skipped a beat when she saw her expression.

The third sister, Jiaojiao, had red eyes, tears streaming down her face, and she sniffled several times.

"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, so don't go near the factory during this time," Grandma sighed.

"If I had known, I would have taken him to the temple to pray today, at least it would have ensured his safety."

Lin Ziyan, "..."

Grandma muttered to herself as she hurried out to find pomelo leaves and peach leaves, saying they were to ward off bad luck for her.

After dinner, Lin Ziyan took a shower and, with her hair down, started drawing at her desk.

My second sister, Xiaoxiao, washed my hair.

She was drawing when suddenly a shadow fell.

"Why did you come here?" Lin Ziyan saw Lu Yunshen at the door and glanced outside again.

She was alone at home; her younger sisters had been taken by her great-grandmother to watch a ball game at the village stadium.

Lu Yun Shen's eyes were icy cold as he looked at her bandaged right hand.

"How did you get injured?" he asked after sitting down.

Rumors were circulating in the village that he had been hit on the head and had his hand broken.

Lin Ziyan briefly explained the situation at the time and then drew a few more lines.

After waiting for a while without hearing Lu Yun Shen speak, she looked up at him.

"It's just a dislocation..." Lin Ziyan pursed her lips slightly.

Lu Yunshen felt a lump in his throat, but after what she said, he suddenly felt powerless.

He used to think that girls were troublesome and demanding, so he didn't want to get close to them.

Now that I've met a girl I like who is completely independent, I actually hope she'll bother me more.

His feelings were so complicated that he was momentarily at a loss.

"Are you sure you don't need any help with the shrimp paste factory?" Lu Yunshen sighed and asked.

What else could he do? He could only go along with it; after all, he was the one who got caught up in it first.

Lin Ziyan shook her head and said, "No need, they will probably deliver the business license to the village tomorrow."

Today's incident has blown up so much that those who were hiding behind the scenes can no longer remain in the shadows.

If they hold onto the business license, they'll only end up shooting themselves in the foot.

“My family knows we’re dating,” Lu Yunshen said calmly as he examined her injured hand.

Lin Ziyan, "..."

She thought she could keep it a secret until the New Year, but she didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly.

"Don't feel guilty. You don't need to deal with my family. Leave it to me," Lu Yunshen said calmly.

The pale yellow light fell on Lin Ziyan's fair face, and her clear eyes shone brightly, as if reaching out hooks to pull him in.

Her eyelashes were slightly lowered, as if she was thinking about something.

"Mmm," Lin Ziyan responded, resting her chin on her left hand and nodding slightly.

Her cold and indifferent gaze fell on Lu Yun Shen, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

Lu Yun Shen's back stiffened, and the tingling sensation in his throat returned.

The courtyard gate was open, and someone could come in at any time. The two sat facing each other, neither daring to cross the line.

A piece of transparent glass was placed on the desk, and various paintings were displayed under the glass.

The bookshelves are neatly arranged with various books, mainly on aquaculture, as well as professional books on ship design, but many of them are in foreign languages.

A floral curtain hangs in the window, casting their silhouettes on the windowsill.

Lu Yun Shen looked around, raised an eyebrow slightly, and noted that everything was neat, clean, and quite elegant.

There should be a bed behind the curtain...

"The razor works great," Lu Yunshen said, then fled in panic.

Lin Ziyan watched his figure disappear into the darkness, a smile appearing in her eyes.

Even when dating, the two people should avoid suspicion.

A kiss in the bamboo forest...

Lin Ziyan shook her head, not daring to think any further, and felt a rush of heat to her ears.

…

A few days later,

The shrimp paste factory has started interviewing for its job openings.

Lin Ziyan was unable to participate in the recruitment process due to a hand injury, leaving it entirely to Aunt Chen and Aunt Huang.

A crowd gathered at the factory gate; people even came from neighboring villages to sign up.

"I heard the business license here hasn't been issued yet?"

"Then why did you even apply for the job?"

"Don't talk nonsense, or you'll fail the interview."

The people in line murmured among themselves.

Li Zhaodi wanted to cut in line, but everyone was packed together and she couldn't squeeze in.

Men and women were separated, and the number of male workers recruited was limited, so the positions were filled quickly.

Li Zhaodi took out some sunflower seeds from her pocket and cracked them open, not in a hurry at all.

The aunt behind her in line asked, "Aunt Li, you're here too."

Li Zhaodi spat out the sunflower seed shells, "My mother-in-law asked me to bring them."

She looked very reluctant.

The aunt behind her took a few steps back and tried to hold her breath so as not to be nauseated by the stench of sweat emanating from Li Zhaodi.

The people in front kept moving forward, and soon it was Li Zhaodi's turn.

Aunt Chen was writing names with her head down when she looked up and saw Li Zhaodi, and she was stunned for several seconds.

Her job posting had clear requirements, the first of which was that applicants must be clean and tidy.

The person in front of me looks quite different from clean...

"Aunt Chen, can I just sign this and leave?"

“The chickens we raise at home haven’t been fed yet…” Li Zhaodi said matter-of-factly.

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