Fortunately, Zhao Damei happened to be selling flowers nearby at the time. She noticed thick smoke coming out of a small crack in the window and quickly abandoned her donkey cart to go and rescue the people.
Zhou Qiqi was distressed and quickly asked, "Are the children alright?"
Zhao Damei shook her head, her tone softening somewhat.
"It's alright. Luckily, the children knew to open the windows for ventilation, so it's not a big deal."
She paused, then continued.
"To thank me, the children took out the two yuan they had saved and offered it to me. I refused, but they came up with another idea: they wanted to buy my flowers. They all looked at me longingly, and I really couldn't bear to refuse them."
Looking at the sunset on the horizon, Zhou Qiqi sighed, "These children lost their mother at such a young age, but I never expected them to be so sensible."
"The children are indeed sensible."
Zhao Damei cracked the whip again, her brows furrowed tightly. "It's just that Deputy Factory Director Zhang is such an irresponsible father!"
Zhou Qiqi knew Zhang Guoqiang's character and couldn't help but defend him.
"Sister Mei, you've misunderstood him. He's usually quite responsible, but he was probably under too much pressure that day."
Zhao Damei, however, didn't take it seriously and snorted.
"No matter how much pressure there is, I still have to be responsible for my child. Anyway, I think he's unreliable."
The misunderstanding between the two couldn't be cleared up in just a few words. Zhou Qiqi said a few words and then stopped.
The donkey cart swayed and wobbled, and soon arrived at the family compound.
Zhou Qiqi ran back and forth between the south and north of the city today, and was so tired that her back ached. By the time she got home, it was already dark.
I had just gotten home and was about to tell Shen Huaichuan about what happened today when Commander Wang called me away, saying he wanted me to help improve the training plan.
When the others returned, it was already quite late, and Zhou Qiqi was half asleep.
Perhaps she had taken Dr. Ding's words, "You can thread the needle now..." to heart, because as soon as she fell asleep, she had some strange dreams.
Perhaps because it was a dream, as they kissed, she suddenly found the courage to take the initiative, rolled over onto Shen Huaichuan, and boldly began to caress him haphazardly.
Just as she was getting into the swing of things and getting closer to certain forbidden areas, a hoarse voice entered her ears.
"Qiqi..."
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