Luo Qianyu didn't dare to move. He felt his heart beating in his throat. He didn't know what Lu Jiuchuan was going to do.

Are you drunk?

But what Zhang Guifen said was very stupid?

She pursed her lower lip and tried to give Lu Jiuchuan an order:

"Lu Jiuchuan, lie down and sleep!"

"oh."

Lu Jiuchuan obediently took off his shoes, moved around, and straightened himself.

Then he closed his eyes, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and looked like a corpse again.

She exhaled heavily, looked away and prepared to lie down.

"I'm very sad." Lu Jiuchuan suddenly pouted and said aggrievedly.

Luo Qianyu turned his head nervously to look at him, waiting for his next words.

He pulled the corners of his mouth again and grinned:

"But...but, I'm very happy."

He didn't open his eyes the whole time, and his smile was fleeting. If Luo Qianyu hadn't been staring at him, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

Luo Qianyu was afraid that he would come back to life again, so he didn't dare to lie down, and even didn't dare to look away. His nerves were almost weakened by the "accident" and Lu Jiuchuan's constant surprise and deception.

The culprit, Lu Jiuchuan, on the other hand, was breathing evenly, as if he had fallen asleep.

She lay down against the wall again, trying to stay away from Lu Jiuchuan, cursing in her heart, and gradually fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark. Zhang Guifen asked in the yard:

"Your eldest brother and sister-in-law haven't gotten up yet?"

Then Lu Siman's voice sounded:

"No, probably still sleeping."

"They've been sleeping for so long, will they still be able to sleep at night? Let me go and take a look."

Zhang Guifen's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Qianyu, Achuan..."

Luo Qianyu hurriedly responded in a low voice:

"I'm up."

"Oh, don't move, or you might get hurt. I'll go light a lamp and come back to help you. By the way, I'll also wake up Ah Chuan to eat."

Just as Zhang Guifen finished speaking, Lu Jiuchuan suddenly spoke up:

"Mom, I'm awake too. Go ahead and do your work. I'll help A Yu out."

She responded and gradually walked away.

Lu Jiuchuan sat up and pressed his head, then turned over and got out of bed and reached out to Luo Qianyu.

"Get up."

Luo Qianyu's arm was touched, and she felt the man's body temperature, which was slightly higher than hers. Her heart began to beat uncontrollably again.

She cursed herself inwardly for being useless. She felt that she was only touched accidentally and it didn't hurt or itch, so why was she being shy?

Where is the cement sealing?

The last time I met Lu Jiuchuan, I secretly laughed at him for two or three days. Now it’s my turn, I don’t want to be so cowardly and let Lu Jiuchuan laugh at me back.

wrong!

Lu Jiuchuan was drunk at the time. Does he still remember what happened?

She couldn't help but steal a glance at the man next to her, and before she knew it she was being helped to the living room.

When she stole a glance again, her gaze met Lu Jiuchuan's and she was met by those bottomless eyes under the kerosene lamp.

"Why is your face so red?"

The wicks in his eyes flickered, causing Luo Qianyu to turn his head away inexplicably nervous.

"No, you are mistaken."

Zhang Guifen, who was serving the dishes to the table, came over nervously and put her hand on Luo Qianyu's forehead:

"You don't have a fever, do you? Does the wound hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"It's a little hot. I've finished taking the anti-inflammatory medicine these two days. It would be troublesome if the wound gets infected and I have a fever."

"Come on, go on, go back to your room and let mom check you out."

Lu Siman's three siblings and the New Year's greetings all looked over with concern.

Being the center of attention made Luo Qianyu very embarrassed, and he hurriedly explained:

"No, I don't feel any discomfort. The wound is a little itchy, but I don't feel anything else. It's almost completely healed."

"The blushing may be because I felt a little too hot when I slept. Just fan yourself to cool down. Hahaha, don't worry!"

She deliberately spoke with full of energy, which made Zhang Guifen a little suspicious.

"You're really not feeling uncomfortable?" After she nodded vigorously in response, he looked at Lu Jiuchuan with disgust, "Why don't you help your wife sit down? What are you doing standing there like an idiot?"

Lu Jiuchuan helped her to the chair without saying a word.

Henian immediately took a fan and fanned her, and Xiaosui followed suit, serving her on both sides like the exploiters in the old society.

She grabbed the two children, touched them left and right, and pinched them, causing the older one to shout and the younger one to laugh. It was very lively.

Gradually, she put the unexpected kiss and her exploration of Lu Jiuchuan behind her.

When she returned to her room again at night, she couldn't sleep at all, just as Zhang Guifen said.

Just take out a notebook and a pen and sit at the desk:

"Go to sleep, I'll write something."

Lu Jiuchuan had already learned from Zhang Guifen and others about her conversation with Jiang Haitao and Zhang Weimin, and stood aside and asked:

"Are you working on the capacity increase plan and the product design you mentioned? You seem very confident."

"It's OK." Luo Qianyu picked up the pen and started working. He simply said perfunctorily, "We'll talk about it after we finish it."

Lu Jiuchuan took a copy of "Selected Works of Mao Zedong" from her.

"You are busy, I will read a book."

But she seemed not to have heard anything and continued writing frantically.

It was not until the morning sunlight came into the room through the window that she stretched herself, crawled back to bed, and fell asleep.

When Lu Jiuchuan woke up, she was sleeping soundly.

The desk was cluttered with stationery, and the notebook was not closed, with the pages trembling in the occasional breeze that came in through the crack in the door.

Lu Jiuchuan frowned and resisted the urge to clean up, but as soon as he opened the door, he was defeated by the obsessive-compulsive disorder he developed in the army, and went back to clean up.

When his eyes fell on the letter papers, the circuit diagrams and structural diagrams on them shocked him greatly.

The top one should be the final draft. Luo Qianyu marked it in great detail, including materials, voltage, resistance, working principle, etc.

If he didn't know clearly that it was Luo Qianyu who sat at the table last night and no one else had been there, he would have suspected that this was the manuscript of some expert.

The capacity improvement plan on the notebook has messy handwriting and some deletions and revisions.

I have never heard of any unit implementing the simple suggestions above, but you can foresee without thinking too much that their implementation will definitely solve the current situation of workers' laziness.

Lu Jiuchuan turned around to look at the naked Luo Qianyu and asked in his heart:

"You didn't even have the chance to finish high school, and the farthest place you've ever been was a commune. How do you know all this?"

A seed of doubt took root in his heart.

He was silent for a long time, put the things on the table back to their original state, turned around and left the room.

Luo Qianyu slept soundly. After waking up, she did not notice any changes in him. After dinner, she sat at the table again:

"Just tidy these things up and we'll be done."

"I have an appointment with Jiang Haitao and Zhang Weimin. I will meet them at the county hospital the day after tomorrow when we go to remove the stitches. We may have to stay in the county for one night."

Lu Jiuchuan responded "OK", picked up the "Selected Works of Mao Zedong" again, leaned against the head of the bed and began to read it.

She pursed her lips, feeling a little unhappy with Lu Jiuchuan's sudden coldness.

But he didn't pay much attention to it and turned his attention to the drawings on the table.

After an unknown amount of time, I suddenly heard footsteps and voices outside, followed by a knock on the door. Zhang Guifen said through the door:

"Qianyu, your elder sister is here. She's in the living room. She didn't say anything when I asked her. She just kept crying. Go out and check on her."

Without waiting for Luo Qianyu to respond, Lu Jiuchuan had already turned over and got out of bed, helping her up:

"I'll help you go."

When she stood up, she glanced at the watch on the table and sighed softly.

Coming to my house crying at around 1 a.m., it would be strange if anything good came of it.