Chapter 355 Signs
Carrying the two chickens, I went to the post office to pick up the package.
Yang Lianbei was in a hurry to pick up his wife. It was already past the time to get off work and there were only a few people left in the garment factory.
Yang Lian walked away.
Wu Dani spotted him with her sharp eyes and quickly stood up and said, "Lian'e, are you here to pick up Qingqing?"
The newlyweds don't have a good relationship, unlike her and her husband Shen, who has never come to pick her up after working for so long.
"Well, it's time to get off work! Sister Dani." Yang Lianni raised a faint and distant smile.
He knocked on the office door in a pretentious manner.
"It will be there soon." Qin Qing had heard Yang Lian'er's voice early in the morning, and only then did he realize that it was time to get off work.
Because I owed City B a batch of summer clothes, and it was the style that Li Huaiping specifically requested.
Qin Qing had no choice but to design several sets of ideas for the class so that everyone could screen them, which took some time.
She rubbed her swollen eyes and asked casually, "Is it still raining outside?"
"Never stopped," Yang Lian saw Qin Qing's hand reaching out for the umbrella from the corner of her eye.
He quickly added: "If you don't take an umbrella..."
"Yes!" Qin Qing answered straightforwardly.
Even though he was holding an umbrella early in the morning, he was still soaked to the skin, and he also added to Yang Lian's burden.
Qin Qing was also reluctant to hold an umbrella.
She locked the office door and then said to Wu Dani, "Sister-in-law! Come back tomorrow. It will be dark if you keep working. You can't work every day!"
"It's okay! My house is close..." Wu Dani answered nonchalantly.
Only when he saw Qin Qing's serious look did he turn off the machine.
He echoed: "Xuan! Then I will go home with you, the factory director..."
"Sister Dani! You're making fun of me again..."
The dullness in Qin Qing's class was broken by Wu Dani's few teasing remarks.
The three of them closed the factory door and went out.
There was a light drizzle in the sky, but Qin Qing and the others did not bring an umbrella.
Thinking of how much Song Huilan cared about Qin Qing, Wu Dani handed over the umbrella in her hand, "Your home is quite far away, take this umbrella!"
Yang Lianbei took the raincoat from the back of the car and put it on Qin Qing.
He smiled gently and said, "Thank you, Sister Dani. It's not difficult to ride a bike with an umbrella. We are prepared..."
In an instant, Qin Qing was covered tightly.
Wu Dani looked envious, "Mr. Lian is so considerate. Come on, I'll be leaving first..."
When they finally sat in the car, Qin Qing tugged at the raincoat on her body and said with pursed lips, "This thing is quite convenient. Why didn't you buy another one..."
Yang Lian stood in front of him with his back straight, and his broad back shielded Qin Qing from a lot of wind and rain.
The texture of his muscles was visible under his soaked shirt. He said calmly, "I can't handle this stuff."
Qin Qing suddenly recalled how this man had been in and out of the wind and rain in the past two years.
Yet he acts as if nothing happened.
She pinched Yang Lian's mouth in annoyance and said, "I'll give you the ability!"
The front of the car skidded suddenly, and Qin Qing was so scared that he hugged Yang Li'an's waist.
A faint smile emerged from the latter's chest.
He whispered, "Stop it!"
It would be fun to fall down later.
…
The two had just arrived home.
Yang Lianbei was busy taking down the things hanging on the hood of the car.
Then Mrs. Wen ran over with an excited look on her face.
"Qingqing! Lianpei! Guess what's in the winnowing basket?"
Qin Qing had just taken off his raincoat and pushed the old lady under the eaves when he saw this.
In a tone of reproach, he asked, "Did you sneak out again?"
"No~" Mrs. Wen answered seriously.
She went out openly.
She looked at Qin Qing eagerly, but unfortunately her granddaughter didn't respond to her this time. It seemed that she was a little angry.
Yang Lian came over with a chicken and casually asked, "Fish?"
Old Mrs. Wen smiled instantly.
"That's right! There are so many little fish! Aunt Chen and I picked them up several times and saved up a whole pot to fry and eat."
Seeing her granddaughter's resentful look, the old lady changed her words and said, "I picked it up several times in the yard..."
Qin Qing said helplessly, "Grandma! Don't run around. My aunt told me to take good care of you. If anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain myself..."
"Grandma is not a child, don't worry." Yang Lianbei tried to smooth things over.
She walked into the kitchen and said, "What a nice smell! I could smell it before I even entered the door..."
How could it not be delicious? It’s all fried.
They must be the only one who can use precious oil to fry wild fish.
Old Mrs. Wen looked at her granddaughter and said earnestly, "Go and eat!"
Yang Lian took out a golden and crispy fried fish and stuffed it into Qin Qing's mouth, "Try it, it's delicious!"
It seems that the young couple both like this.
Mrs. Wen finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried into the kitchen to order, "Aunt Chen, cook a pot of sweet and sour fish tonight! They love it..."
Look at these two fat chickens bought by my grandson-in-law.
The old lady smiled with satisfaction.
If I continue to do this, sooner or later I will make up for the deficiency in my granddaughter's body.
While Qin Qing was eating, Yang Lian opened the package.
Before it was fully opened, several books fell out one after another.
Yang Lianbei was picking up the papers while reading the letter from Li's father.
Finally, he stared at Qin Qing with a complicated expression.
"What's wrong?" Qin Qing asked.
"Dad told us not to forget to read in our spare time." Yang Lian said with a helpless smile.
Qin Qing was confused!
The college entrance examination will be resumed in the second half of the year, and there must be signs of it now.
Even Li Huaian noticed it, it was really not easy.
Fortunately, they were well prepared!
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