Seeing that Yang Niannian looked calm and didn't seem to be lying, Lu Shishen felt relieved and put the newspaper away.

"That's good."

"Of course not." Yang Niannian said crisply, "I am an atheist and I don't believe in those weird things."

Lu Shishen walked to the wall and turned off the light. Yang Niannian also lay down. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she suddenly sat up.

"Lu Shishen, turn on the light quickly."

"What's wrong?"

Lu Shishen turned on the light and saw her panicked expression. He asked with concern, "Is your stomach hurting again?"

"Please check if there are any lice eggs in my hair." Yang Niannian leaned her head to the edge of the bed, feeling very panicked.

She had forgotten before that lice can crawl onto other people's heads. She had slept with An An for so long, would she get lice on her hair?

She almost went crazy just thinking about her head full of lice.

“…”

Lu Shishen's rough fingers awkwardly scratched her black and shiny hair for a few times and quickly gave the answer.

"No."

Yang Niannian was worried, "Please check carefully."

Lu Shishen checked again and comforted her in a calm voice, "Don't worry, there are indeed no lice eggs in your hair. It's probably because you wash your hair frequently, so the lice eggs can't survive."

Yang Niannian finally breathed a sigh of relief. She thought of something and looked up and said.

"Sit down and let me check you out. You and An An sleep for a long time, and you sweat easily because of regular exercise. You don't wash your hair for ten days or half a month when you're on a mission. Maybe your hair has become a nest of lice."

Lu Shishen, "..."

Soldiers have very short hair, so it's impossible for them to get lice.

Looking at Yang Niannian's sparkling eyes, he sat down on the edge of the bed as if possessed.

Yang Niannian knelt on the bed, lay on Lu Shishen's back and looked at the top of his head, without noticing that when she got close to Lu Shishen's back, all the muscles in his body tensed up.

Hmm... With such short hair, you can see everything clearly without even using your fingers to comb it. If there were lice, coming here would be like sleeping on the street. There are indeed no lice.

Yang Niannian yawned, "There are no lice in your hair. Turn off the lights and go to bed. I'm so sleepy."

Lu Shishen stood up and walked to the wall to turn off the light, but he did not go to bed. "You go to bed first. I'll go see An An."

Yang Niannian didn't think much about it and fell asleep soon after lying down.

There was only one electric fan in the house. In An An's room, Yang Niannian woke up in the middle of the night because she felt hot. She touched the bed and found no one there.

This guy must have thought the room was too hot, so he ran to An An's room to sleep.

She turned over and muttered, "I have to buy another fan tomorrow, otherwise my husband will run away from the heat."

Lu Shishen's hands were frozen on the door, his expression almost cracked.

What is going on in this girl's mind?

He just saw that she was too hot to sleep, so he went out to get a palm leaf fan...

…

Thinking about signing the contract, Yang Niannian got up early. After cooking breakfast, Lu Shishen had not returned yet.

She went to the west room and woke up An An, who was drooling in her sleep.

"An An, wait for your father to come back and tell him that I went to the city. Breakfast is on the table in the living room. Brush your teeth before eating."

An An rubbed his eyes and nodded dazedly.

Yang Niannian didn't delay any longer and went out of the yard pushing her bicycle.

Riding a bicycle is not as fast as taking a shopping cart. She has to go to the city early to sign the contract and cannot let Director Liu wait for her.

Normally I don’t feel it’s very bumpy when riding a shopping cart, but when I ride a bicycle my butt is almost broken into pieces.

After riding for nearly half an hour, I finally arrived at the hospital and came to Jiang Yueyue's ward, only to find that there was another patient inside.

Yang Niannian asked the nurse and learned that Jiang Yueyue was discharged from the hospital yesterday morning.

After thinking about it, Yang Niannian went to the scrap yard again and found that the tent where Jiang Yang and his sister lived had been dismantled. She asked people nearby, but they also said that they had never seen the two siblings.

There was no other choice, Yang Niannian had to go sign the contract herself. When she arrived at the government gate, she asked an office clerk.

"Hello, may I ask who is Director Liu? I'm here to sign the land lease contract for the north city."

The clerk looked at Yang Niannian in surprise and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go get Director Liu."

Soon, a tall and thin man in a blue Mao suit came over with the staff.

When he saw Yang Niannian, he showed the same expression as the staff, looking Yang Niannian up and down with a strange look, "Are you here to sign the land lease contract?"

Yang Niannian nodded, pretending to be mature, "Hello, Director Liu, I am Yang Niannian, the wife of Lu Shishen."

Upon hearing that she was Lu Shishen's wife, Director Liu's expression instantly became polite. He stopped talking nonsense and took Yang Niannian directly to the office.

"The contract has been printed. Come with me and take a look. The country now supports farmers to start businesses. There are many policy subsidies and the rent is not expensive. If you encounter any difficulties, you can also contact us."

Yang Niannian picked up the contract and read it carefully for a while. The contracts these days were not as complicated as those in the 21st century. They only mentioned some important matters.

After confirming that the contract was correct, Yang Niannian picked up the pen, signed her name, and paid one year's rent on the spot.

Director Liu originally thought that Yang Niannian would repeatedly hesitate and confirm the contract before signing it, but seeing that she was so decisive, he couldn't help but look up to her.

It seems that this girl is not just a vase with good looks but no inner qualities.

Come to think of it, how could a twenty-year-old who dares to contract such a large area to do business be a brainless vase?

After Yang Niannian signed the contract, she did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she humbly asked for advice, "Director Liu, this is my first time doing business. I don't know what procedures I need to go through. Can you give me some advice?"

Seeing that Yang Niannian was so humble and polite, Director Yang patiently explained to her all the procedures that needed to be completed.

"Take your documents and go to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to register your name first, then go to the Public Security Bureau to get a business license, and then go to the Tax Bureau... If you have any difficulties, come and see me again."

Yang Niannian thanked him repeatedly, took the contract and went out, then she let out a long sigh of relief.

In her previous life, she was not a workplace elite, but just an ordinary college student who had not yet entered society.

Now learning to do business and speaking polite words really tests one's acting skills.

When I talked with Director Liu, I felt more guilty than a thief.

After going out, Yang Niannian pushed her bicycle and walked away, without noticing that a man followed her out.

"Fang Hengfei, we haven't done anything yet, where are you going?" Qi Cong grabbed Fang Hengfei. Is this guy crazy? Why is he running out all of a sudden?

"I just saw an acquaintance." After being pulled by his colleague, Fang Hengfei looked at the road again, but he could no longer find Yang Niannian.

The staff member who had helped Yang Niannian find Director Liu just happened to hear this and sneered, "You got the wrong person, didn't you? She's the wife of the head of the group, how could you possibly know her?"

When Fang Hengfei saw the sarcastic expression on the staff's face and heard that it was the team leader's wife, his face turned red with embarrassment.

"It's the wrong person."

Yang Niannian is not married yet, how could she be the captain’s wife?

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