"A month? That's a long time."

Lu Yang frowned. According to Director Zhang's previous instructions, it should have taken half a month, and there was no need to go that far.

"Director Shen said that it's not easy to go there, and he hopes that we can learn all the machinery we need. The main problem is that the journey is long, so we want to save money and get everything done in one go."

This past month has been packed with activities, and everyone is full of fighting spirit.

Song Qing sighed, especially for those comrades with young children at home, a month was too long.

“It’s a little better for our family because we have you and Ronghui. There’s a woman in the new district whose child is just over a year old. She has no one in her family to help her, so her husband has to take the child to the daycare every day.”

Although the nursery is willing to accept children who are over one year old, each teacher has to look after so many children, so they certainly can't take good care of them.

Children of that age, however, require careful care.

They selected a total of 10 technicians this time. These technicians did not need to take the recruitment exam; they were all specially selected by Factory Director Shen.

“We originally had 17 people, but after learning from Master Liu for a while, 7 of them were eliminated. The remaining people did not want to lose this opportunity, so they could only try their best to overcome the difficulties.”

Lu Yang sighed. Those people outside could only see their honors, not the hard work behind them.

Song Qing has been working particularly hard these days. During the day, he takes his sketchbook and follows Master Liu to draw and practice in the factory and office. At night, he continues to read and draw when he gets home.

Even during the few days when the Bai family was influencing her, she was studying while worrying.

Not to mention I also have to buy groceries and take An'an with me.

Song Qing put down her pen and looked at his drooping eyebrows with amusement. An'an was like that during the day too. The father and daughter looked remarkably alike, as if they had suffered a great injustice.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

He raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Song Qing walked behind him and hugged his shoulders.

"Our factory director said that the families of us technicians are the best in the entire residential area. They are understanding and responsible, and they can take care of both their work and their families. They are our solid support."

Lu Yang's face darkened, annoyed by her formulaic statements, and he pulled her onto his lap.

"……that's all?"

They've been training really hard lately, and they've gotten a shade darker and their faces are rougher. When they saw Song Qing trying to avoid them, they moved closer and pressed their rough faces against Song Qing's neck.

"itch!"

Song Qing laughed and leaned back, but Lu Yang wrapped his arms around her waist and she couldn't back away. She could only use her hands to push his head away through his short hair.

After the two joked around for a while, Lu Yang finally remembered his business.

When are you going?

"It's not confirmed yet, but it'll probably be after Rong Hui finishes her exams."

That means next week. Lu Yang sighed. His boss had praised him as a family member with a strong sense of the big picture, so he definitely couldn't let her work be delayed.

“I heard that the food there is very different from ours, and we might not be used to it. Maybe we should steam some dry food and bring it with us.”

Speaking of this, he remembered something: the reward for their assistance in capturing Zhou Han last time had come in—20 jin of national grain coupons plus two jin of meat coupons, which would be just enough for her to take with her.

She was like a complaining wife, packing her husband's luggage despite her inner grumbling, fearing he wouldn't have enough to eat or wear on the journey, and practically bringing him everything from home.

His mood remained so until the lights went out. An'an hadn't come back yet tonight; she was probably still with Rong Hui.

It was getting hot, so Lu Yang was wearing a white tank top. Song Qing tried to get closer, but he didn't dodge; instead, he turned his face away.

This awkwardness is exactly like An An's.

Song Qing didn't want to tolerate him, so she pulled him over directly.

"Alright, you already agreed before, so there's nothing I can do about it now that you want to go back on your word."

"What do I have to regret?"

Lu Yang grew angrier the more he thought about it. He suddenly propped himself up on one side and glared at her in the darkness. He definitely supported her work and had no regrets.

Afraid that Song Qing hadn't received his anger, he grabbed her hand and bit it.

"hiss"

Song Qing also sat up, withdrew her hand, and pinched his abs.

Lu Yang grabbed her hand. "Don't think you can get away with this. We have to make things clear."

What are you talking about in the middle of the night?

“I have always been very supportive of your work. For example, when you wanted to go on a business trip, I told you that I could take care of the family on my own.”

Lu Yang felt a little frustrated. He admitted that he had some emotions, but those emotions were not directed at her going on a business trip, but rather at his reluctance to see her leave for so long.

But Song Qing's meaning was that he had changed his mind?

Is that the kind of person she thinks he is?

A surge of resentment welled up inside him. The darkness amplified his emotions, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Song Qing sighed in the darkness, realizing he shouldn't have spoken carelessly.

She had known Lu Yang for so many years, plus ten years of marriage in her lifetime, and considered herself to know him fairly well.

But since she was reborn, she has increasingly realized that this man is actually quite immature, at least at this age.

Sometimes, when he's too noisy, Song Qing gets annoyed and will sulk silently. When he realizes you're ignoring him, he'll deliberately make a little noise.

She looks exactly like An'an, which makes Song Qing both annoyed and amused.

However, he'll get over these little mood swings on their own after a while.

"That's not what I meant. I was just joking. I know you're reluctant to let me go."

Song Qing leaned over and hugged his arm.

"..."

She silently counted a few times in her mind, and sure enough, on the fourth count, Lu Yang let out a cold snort.

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