"Isn't that great?"

"Okay, stop praising him in front of me. I have to go home. If you're busy tomorrow, you can send the letter in a few days."

"You are so heartless. That won't do. No matter how busy you are, you have to send the letter. You can't let Xiao Jiang wait anxiously."

"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say." Xiang Baiwei joked, "I haven't even said anything yet, and you've already started helping your son-in-law criticize me."

Wang Chunhua smiled and said, "Who made you always look like you want a divorce? Such a good son-in-law can't be given to others."

Xiang Baiwei laughed, "Mom, don't worry, he can't run away for the time being."

"What do you mean? What do you mean you can't run away for the time being?" Wang Chunhua looked at her suspiciously, her eyes as sharp as a knife. "Could it be? Don't tell me that you and Xiao Jiang are going to get divorced soon?"

Xiang Baiwei didn't dare tell Wang Chunhua that they had agreed to divorce in two years, so she could only laugh and retort: ​​"How can that be possible? He and I are fine."

Wang Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. Just live peacefully with Xiao Jiang and stop thinking about random things all the time."

"Got it, Mom. I'm too tired these days. I'm going home first."

"Go ahead, go home and have a good sleep, and leave the mailing to mother."

"Um."

A week later, Jiang Sui, who was far away at university, finally received the letter sent to Bai Wei.

Compared to himself, Xiang Baiwei rarely sends letters to him on her own initiative.

Originally, Xiang Baiwei only received letters but did not reply. Later, Jiang Sui would clearly indicate in his letters that he would reply to Baiwei every once in a while.

Otherwise, he would take a leave of absence and go home to take a look.

If Xiang Baiwei still turns a blind eye, Jiang Sui will write to Ma Fengcheng or Xiang Shuzhi, asking them about Xiang Baiwei's situation, whether she is safe, and why she didn't reply.

In order not to trouble others, Xiang Baiwei could only reply. Although the content was no different from the work report, Jiang Sui was very satisfied.

Just like that day, he took the letter sent by Xiang Baiwei, stroked Xiang Baiwei's beautiful handwriting on the letter paper with his fingers, and read it again and again with joy.

"Weiwei, I really want to take a vacation early and go back to see you..." Jiang Sui murmured softly, folding the letter and hiding it close to his body.

Another week passed and it was Sunday.

Ma Fengcheng, who was promoted to the director of the Academic Affairs Office, was entrusted by Jiang Sui to go to the glass factory in person, pick up several boxes of glass bottles that had been ordered in advance, and then delivered them to the door of the fruit workshop without stopping.

"What are these big boxes filled with?"

Chi Kunli walked out and saw Ma Fengcheng preparing to move in several large boxes.

"Be careful...these are all fragile items!"

"What fragile items?" Chi Kunli was confused. "Is it something for the workshop?"

"Yes, these are the glass bottles that Jiang Sui ordered before. He said they were for jam. I just went to the glass factory to get them for him today. Be careful not to break them."

"Then don't worry, I will definitely handle it gently and will definitely not break it!" Chi Kunli assured as she prepared to take the box from him.

Seeing this, Ma Fengcheng quickly stopped Chi Kunli's actions: "Let me do it, you go and have a rest, these tasks are not heavy, and they can be done in half an hour."

"A man should do a man's job." Ma Fengcheng was usually smooth-talking, but today he was unusually serious. "Stop talking nonsense and go in quickly."

Chi Kunli couldn't persuade Ma Fengcheng, and was finally forced into the house by him.

Half an hour later, several large boxes of glass bottles were moved into the workshop. The next step was to check the quantity and see if there was any damage.

Xiang Baiwei went to town to deliver the goods, so this job had to be left to Chi Kunli.

Ma Fengcheng sat next to him drinking water, while Chi Kunli was responsible for checking the condition of the glass bottles.

"That's not right, Mr. Ma, why are there cracks on so many bottles?"

Chi Kunli's face became increasingly ugly when she opened the second box.

Ma Fengcheng also took a closer look and was immediately shocked: "How could it be cracked? It's impossible. I was very careful along the way. It shouldn't have been bumped or scratched."

Chi Kunli shook her head: "Teacher Ma, it shouldn't be your fault. I think there is something wrong with the quality of the glass bottle. But now the damage is so serious, I can't make up my mind. How about waiting for Weiwei to come back and ask her how to deal with it?"

"No, I have to go to the glass factory again." Ma Fengcheng picked up a broken glass bottle and examined it carefully, then put it back into the carton. "Jiang Sui repeatedly asked me to deliver the glass bottle to the workshop intact. Now that such a big problem has occurred, I can't afford it if it affects the business of the workshop."

"Then I'll go with you." Chi Kunli quickly took off her work clothes. "After all, it's Weiwei and I who are in charge of this workshop. I also have the responsibility to communicate with her."

"That's fine."

Ma Fengcheng nodded, called a car to reload the boxes, and then he and Chi Kunli each rode a bicycle to the glass factory on the outskirts of the city.

After the two arrived at the glass factory, Ma Fengcheng went straight to the office of the workshop director of the glass factory.

"Director Li, hello, my last name is Ma, I'm Jiang Sui's friend, and I just picked up a few boxes of glass bottles for him this morning."

Director Li is a man in his forties, with a gentle appearance, wearing a white shirt and his hair is meticulously groomed.

He looked up at Ma Fengcheng and Chi Kunli in front of him and nodded slightly, "Oh? It's you, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I'm here about the glass bottles I ordered."

"I told you this morning that this is the most favorable price our factory can offer you. We really can't lower the price any further."

"I know that this is not an issue of price. The purpose of my coming here today is to ask you whether the glass bottles produced in your factory are of poor quality?" Ma Fengcheng asked directly.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want." Director Li immediately put on a stern face, "We are all state-owned enterprises, we can't tarnish our reputation. If it gets out, it will have a very bad impact on our factory, you know?"

Chi Kunli pursed her lips and asked, "That's strange. How could such serious glass bottles be broken? I guess more than half of the boxes of glass bottles that Teacher Ma sent to Xiangjia Village today were broken."

"Impossible..." Director Li glanced at Chi Kunli coldly, then glanced at Ma Fengcheng: "Maybe you broke it yourself?"

Ma Fengcheng frowned: "Director Li, you can't spit blood on me."

"What evidence do you have to prove that it's a quality issue?" Director Li snorted. "I know the quality of our glass bottles better than anyone else! If you make trouble again, be careful that we will sue you for defamation."

(End of this chapter)