When it comes to a relationship that she is not optimistic about, Qiu Yuling has always been good at cutting the Gordian knot.
But as for Comrade Li Xingyao, although he already understood his general intentions, he did not reject him and maintained polite social manners, dealing with him in a neither too close nor too distant manner.
Li Xingyao didn't understand this at all. The fact that Qiu Yuling asked him to follow her almost made him walk away incoherently, so before leaving, he completely forgot about his mother's request to treat others to a movie.
Arriving at the gate of the family compound, Qiu Yuling stopped and said, "Then please ask Comrade Li Xingyao to go back and tell Mr. Gan to adjust his schedule and get enough rest over the next two days. We're counting on him for the future."
Li Xingyao agreed, appearing calm on the surface but extremely flustered on the inside. He couldn't even think of what else to say as they were about to part ways.
I just watched Qiu Yuling leave gracefully.
He waited until there was no one in sight before he turned around to go back. As he turned around, he couldn't control his inexplicable joy and kicked over a small stone that was lying quietly in the sun.
After entering the house, Sun Tianxia hurriedly asked her son, "How is it? Did Yuling go? Did you talk to her? Did you mention going to the movie?"
Li Xingyao remembered it, but he didn't mention it.
When Sun Tianxia saw her son's depressed look, she knew that this hammer was useless.
The couple exchanged glances, Li Hongyuan sighed, and walked into the study with his hands behind his back.
Sun Tianxia was so disappointed with her husband that she chased after him, closed the door, and started complaining, "Why is he so...? I almost want to take his place, not to mention that he can't afford to waste time at his age.
Xiao Qiu is such an outstanding person, and he is in his prime now. There are many people who are interested in him. It was not clear at first, and I didn't push him. But since I found out that he secretly took the photo of the old man and the girl.
I knew this was a done deal, but he had a good frame but a stupid brain, and if someone else snatches it away, I'll see where he'll end up crying in the Yellow River..."
After saying a lot of things in a fluent manner, Li Hongyuan stood up, pulled her over, and pushed her onto the chair, "Keep your voice down, or people outside will hear you and ruin the girl's reputation.
This isn't easy. You can make some delicious food or buy some useful things, and send him there every now and then. It will be like repaying the favor he showed me when he took care of me..."
Sun Tianxia suddenly understood and didn't care about the old man talking so much. She went out to make dough in the middle of the night.
Li Xingyao happened to come in after washing up. "Mom, what are you doing in the kitchen so late?"
He rolled his eyes at his son and said, "Let's make the dough. Tomorrow we'll fry the fried dough sticks and steam the flower buns."
Li Xingyao said, "Oh!" "Why are you doing this during a special occasion? We can do it another day. It's late today, go to bed early, Mom."
Sun Tianxia rolled her eyes at her son and said, "Just go to sleep and don't worry about me. Don't stay up late, or you won't be energetic tomorrow."
At dawn the next day, a small yellow mountain of grains was piled up in the small winnowing basket. Sun Tianxia called her son to get up and said, "Hurry up, don't dawdle, or they will go back to their hometown."
Li Xingyao was an early riser to begin with, but he was used to getting up early to read. His mother called out, opening the door. "Mom, I heard you busying around early this morning. I'm already old, so you don't have to worry about me. Go and get some rest."
Sun Tianxia didn't argue with him. "I'm not concerned about you. I got up at five in the morning to collect the sesame oil and fruit. I'll fill the winnowing basket with them soon. Send it to Xiao Qiu and tell her that your grandfather is thinking about her..."
Li Xingyao wasn't exactly clueless. Since this was about his favorite guest, he understood immediately and took action immediately. "Okay, I'll send it over right away."
Sun Tianxia called out to him, "Go change your shirt; it's all wrinkled. Also, go to the state-owned restaurant and buy some buns. It's so early in the morning, she probably hasn't had time to eat breakfast yet. If she doesn't like this, it's good to have someone to take the lead..."
Li Xingyao was about to leave when he was stopped by someone shouting, "Where are your cloth coupons? Give them all to me. I'm going to go get some cloth."
"It's in the tin box on my desk. All the tickets are in there. Feel free to take whatever you need."
Her son didn't come in to give it to her, but Sun Tianxia was not angry at all. She felt happy. "This kid is finally active for once."
Li Hongyuan changed hands and looked inside the dustpan. There was nothing left. "Everything taken away? Then what are we going to eat in the morning?"
Sun Tianxia rubbed her aching lower back and said, "Go to the street and buy two buns at lunchtime. I'll go back and lie down for a while. You and Dad can eat. Don't worry about me."
For the first time, Li Hongyuan felt that his son and his wife were too honest, which made him feel awkward. Even if he only left a few pieces of oil, it would at least be enough for them to have breakfast.
Resigned to his fate, he put on his coat and took a small basin with him. When he came back, he not only had steamed buns but also millet porridge. "Dad, come out for breakfast."
As soon as the old man sat down, he said, "I've been smelling the aroma of oil for half the night. How come it's steamed buns?"
Li Hongyuan smiled a little, "Xingyao's mother heard you say that Xiaoqiu has been having a hard time recently, so she asked Xingyao to pretend to send him over."
The old man said "Oh", and understood what was going on. He stopped complaining about the lack of oil and fragrance, and knocked down his son's chopsticks. "Go get a bowl and serve one to your wife. She can eat it when she wakes up."
Li Hongyuan smiled bitterly. No matter how high his official position was outside, he was always at the bottom of the food chain in this family.
On this side, the doorman came over and called Qiu Yuling, saying that her relative had come to bring her food.
Qiu Yuling was puzzled for a moment. What kind of relative of hers came over so early in the morning?
I put on a small sweater and only then realized it was Li Xingyao when I arrived at the gate of the staff quarters.
It was quite chilly in the morning. The other person was standing at the gatehouse in a white shirt, smiling brightly from a distance.
"Xiao Qiu, Grandpa sent this over early. He was afraid you'd have to go back to your hometown today, so he asked me to bring it over early. The buns and millet porridge inside are still hot. It's so early, you probably haven't had time to eat yet, so go back and eat them while they're hot."
Hearing that it was Ganye who sent it, Qiu Yuling didn't think much of it. "Then go back and thank Ganye for me. So many buns? Have you eaten them? How about sharing some?"
Li Xingyao quickly refused. It was inappropriate for him to go to the home of a single lesbian. "I've already eaten. You should go back and eat. Be careful it gets cold. Be careful on the road. I'll be leaving now."
Qiu Yuling took the two cloth bags and the aluminum lunch box. After the people left, she saw clearly that the other one contained fried fruits and fried dumplings.
She couldn't help but click her tongue, "Why did you take so much?"
It just so happens that I’m going back to Qiuzhuang today. I’ll bring some back and invite the two comrades who stayed behind to eat.
When I returned to the dormitory, I found that there were ten buns. Well, this is not breakfast, it is breakfast, lunch and dinner.
She didn't eat the porridge in the aluminum lunch box, but drank Zhuzhu's whole grain porridge. She did eat a bun, which tasted okay.
After packing up the remaining things, I pushed the bicycle out and tied it to the front, ready to go back to Qiuzhuang.
When Li Xingyao returned, the old man was practicing Tai Chi under the eaves of the porch. Seeing his grandson coming back, he asked, "Did you send it over?"
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