Zhang Hongmei replied to Zhang Shouyi's letter, writing for the first time that she missed him.

I don't even know what I'm feeling when I write this letter. There's gratitude, there's sweetness, but most of all, it's probably a sense of acceptance, a heartfelt acceptance.

Meanwhile, Zhang Shouyi saw the letter immediately, and his nose tingled with emotion. Was this the end of his long-awaited happiness? Had this girl finally come to her senses? And why? Was it because of the photograph?

Zhang Shouyi did something he never expected: he pressed the letter to his chest, closed his eyes, and smiled.

When I finally realized what had happened, I felt embarrassed. I absolutely couldn't let anyone know.

I wrote another letter to Zhang Hongmei, then picked up the documents and continued reading. I originally wanted to sleep, but receiving this letter excited me. Rather than lying in bed in a daze, I decided to work so that I wouldn't feel empty.

After resting enough and drinking a glass of water, Zhang Hongmei was full of energy again.

Everyone was satisfied with lunch, of course. Shen Yunfang hadn't left the kitchen all morning; she was making sesame paste by hand, which is really hard work. Hot pot just doesn't taste right without sesame paste.

"Hehe, the mutton hot pot at our restaurant tastes much more authentic than the Chinese restaurants in Chinatown," Zhao Tiancheng said with satisfaction after finishing his meal.

"Hehe, I also think this hot pot broth is very well-matched." Zhang Hongmei ate more today and looked very satisfied.

The remaining people nodded in agreement, all agreeing with Zhang Hongmei's words. Zhao Haozheng, in particular, simply nodded, not even having a chance to speak. Everyone else had stopped eating and finished, but he was the only one still eating.

"Mom, I think I'm going to gain weight."

After hearing Zhao Haozheng's words, everyone laughed.

On Saturdays and Sundays, the four of them had no time to rest at all. They only had half an hour to digest their food after meals. Miao Xinyue and Zhao Yuetong were really not used to it, but they also knew that this was an opportunity, so the two of them followed their pace and no one raised any objections.

The meeting ended at 4 PM today because Zhao Haozheng and Zeng Zhongkang were going out.

"Hongmei, do you guys live like this every week? Don't you ever get a break?" The intense studying that day had left Miao Xinyue completely exhausted. She collapsed on the sofa, asking Zhang Hongmei listlessly.

"Yes, we do this every day. From Monday to Friday, the four of us eat lunch and discuss our studies at the same time, and we also make use of our commute to and from school. After dinner, we still have four hours of study time every day, and Cheng Guangxu and Cai Peilin don't go to bed until midnight at the earliest."

The two were stunned when they heard the four people's study schedule. They felt disgusted with themselves; these people were working so hard, while they were wasting their time. They felt ashamed just thinking about it.

"Hongmei, I feel ashamed. We will study just as hard from now on," Miao Xinyue promised Zhang Hongmei.

"Me too. I feel like we're just wasting our lives."

"Hehe, it's good to know your shortcomings, so there's still a chance to correct them."

"Let's go to the kitchen to check on dinner and help out with some chores. We need to get some exercise. After dinner, we still need to study a foreign language. Mr. Zhao will be teaching us today, so you two have to study hard. You're both interrupting their sweet time together."

The three girls went to the kitchen chatting and laughing, while Cheng Guangxu and his friend were still engrossed in their books.

Because lunch was too greasy, with a lot of meat, dinner consisted of light carrot porridge, pickled red vegetables brought from home, and pickled radish peels made by Shen Yunfang herself.

Zhang Hongmei snatched the book from Cheng Guangxu's hands. "It's time to eat. You won't be efficient like this. You need to use your time more effectively."

"Hongmei, when do you think I can start learning about mechanical engineering?"

"How would I know? If you can become as fluent in a foreign language as you are in your native language, you can use the time you would spend learning a foreign language to learn machinery."

"Yes, I understand. That's what I was thinking too, but I'm in a hurry because the autumn harvest season is just around the corner."

"Being anxious won't help, and this isn't something that can be accomplished overnight." Hearing Cheng Guangxu's words, Zhang Hongmei also felt a sense of urgency. She'd ask Wang Xinyi how the translation was going; if not, she'd do it herself. They wouldn't be able to catch the autumn harvest this time, but she hoped they could get a seed planter for spring planting.

Zhang Hongmei felt that blueprints alone were not enough; she needed physical references. She had to find a way to get a seeder and a harvester, but she didn't know if the United States had them.

I'm really having a headache. How am I supposed to cover this up here? Should I steal it? That would be way against my own values.

At the dinner table, Zhang Hongmei asked directly, "Mr. Zhao, do you have a harvester and a seeder here?"

"Yes, I have a farm, and there are threshers and crushers there."

"Mr. Zhao, let's talk in a bit."

Zhao Tiancheng nodded, still wondering what this girl wanted these kinds of machines for.

Cai Peilin suddenly spoke up, "I want to go outside to meet Zeng Zhongkang and the others. I don't know how they are doing. I'm a little worried."

Zhang Hongmei frowned upon hearing his words. Honestly, he had overlooked this matter.

"Mr. Zhao, may I borrow your car? I'd like to go take a look too."

"None of you need to go, I'll go instead, it's nothing serious."

After Zhao Tiancheng finished speaking, Wang Xinyi gave him a worried look. Zhao Tiancheng was now satisfied; his wife cared about him so much.

Watching the two of them show their affection, Zhang Hongmei felt like she was surrounded by pink bubbles. She was so happy!

After the meal, Zhao Tiancheng drove away. Zhang Hongmei found Wang Xinyi and asked, "Aunt Wang, how's your translation going?"

"I've already translated one copy. I'll go get it for you. There are some very technical terms that I don't quite understand, so I'll just use the literal meaning."

“That’s fine. I was actually planning to find a way to send these back to Brother Zhang. I also want to go to Mr. Zhao’s farm to take a look, and I plan to bring all the machinery back with me.”

"There's nothing we can do about it. If we could, we would have already transported these large machines back for research."

“I have a way. Brother Zhang has given me his connections. I just need a place to hide.”

“Okay, when Brother Zhao comes back, you can tell him, and then I'll go to the farm with you to cover for you.”

"Okay, we need to hurry up with the other one too. If not, I'll translate it myself."

"I don't need you, you just focus on your studies. I'm free now, so I can translate quickly."

"Okay, let's set a time when Mr. Zhao comes back. It should be almost harvest time here, so it would be nice for us to go and take a look."