Fu Jingchen stayed at Zhou Luo's house last night, but the two of them had separate rooms.
Zhou Luo said that her mother taught her from a young age that she should not live with her boyfriend before getting married.
Before returning home this time, Zhou Luo specifically instructed Fu Jingchen that if his parents asked where they lived in Tiancheng, he should never say that they lived together.
Fu Jingchen really wanted to spend time with Zhou Luo at her home.
"What?" Zhou Luo pretended not to understand.
"Wait for me in your room tonight, I'm coming to find you." Fu Jingchen was feeling restless.
It's such a waste to live alone in such a nice environment.
“Your room has a view of the mountains. I’ve never stayed in a room where you can see mountains as soon as you open your eyes,” Fu Jingsheng said. “Of course, the most important thing is that I want to sit with you while looking at the mountains.”
Zhou Luo: ...
"It's pitch black at night, what mountains are we supposed to see?" Zhou Luoming clearly wanted to say the same thing, but deliberately kept Fu Jingchen in suspense.
"Don't you miss me?" Fu Jingchen asked, noticing Zhou Luo's expression; she didn't seem very interested in the matter.
"I want to, but if my mom finds out you sneaked over to see me at night, she'll have a bad impression of you." Zhou Luo was quite afraid of her mother.
“That makes sense. We’re going back to Tiancheng the day after tomorrow, so we can’t afford any unforeseen complications.” Fu Jingchen sighed listlessly.
Tiancheng.
Rong Bing felt much better.
After arriving at the coffee shop, she handed the breakfast she had bought to Ye Jianming.
"Here you go," Rong Bing said with a smile.
Ye Jianming was taken aback: "Is there something happy about it?"
"No, I bought breakfast myself and brought you a portion as well." Rong Bing put down the bag and went to the classroom.
"Oh." Ye Jianming didn't press further.
After turning on her computer, Rong Bing made herself a cup of milk and started eating breakfast.
She blocked all the WeChat Moments of people related to Fu Jingchen, making herself unable to see any news related to Fu Jingchen.
She then opened the "People Nearby" feature, and surprisingly, several people added her as soon as she did.
Rong Bing tried to move on, so she accepted the friend requests.
Chatting can also help you distract yourself.
Ye Jianming secretly sent Rong Yan a picture of breakfast with the caption: "Rong Bing bought this, what's going on? I dare not eat it."
“Eat it, it won’t poison you,” Rong Yan replied.
[Sister, you replied instantly?]
"Hmm. I just saw that Rong Bing looks good today, doesn't she?" Rong Yan asked casually.
[Good, punctual and happy at work, okay, I'll eat.]
Rong Yan smiled as she looked at the message in the chat box.
After leaving the hospital at noon, she and Fu Jingsheng had a quick meal and then returned to their respective companies.
Everything seems to be moving in a positive direction.
In the afternoon, Han Yue went to the training institution to help Lao Deng set up the classroom.
Old Deng had a headband on his head, making him look exactly like a middle-aged man.
"Old Deng, are you going to a competition? You've tied your hair up." Han Yue asked.
"Doesn't it look efficient?" Old Deng grinned. "That's exactly the effect I wanted. When people come to consult me, they can tell I'm professional just by looking at me. Xiao Han, the desk here will be delivered tomorrow. You can use it for your office. Come with me tonight to the stationery store to buy some office supplies. From now on, I'll be handling all the administrative matters."
"Huh?" Han Yue thought she was just visiting occasionally, so why was she given a position?
She's been out of the workforce for decades, just coasting along, practically half-buried. Now that she's back to work, she's afraid Fu Jingsheng and the others will laugh at her.
"I can't do it. Although I graduated from junior college, I've never had a proper job," Han Yue shook her head.
"Just write things down. Xiao Han, you're so smart, you'll definitely be fine. Just consider it helping me out. No one is more suitable than you. There won't be many students at the beginning, and the work won't be that complicated." Old Deng used the word "help," but Han Yue had said she planned to spend her life with Old Deng, so it wouldn't be right for her not to do even this little thing.
So she changed her mind: "Okay, but don't say I'm here to work, and I don't want any salary. I'm just helping out."
“Sure.” Old Deng knew Han Yue’s concerns and agreed without hesitation.
It's not work, it's just helping out. I can explain it to my son and the others when I get back.
After the matter was settled, Lao Deng asked Han Yue if they should put up a display case in the entryway to showcase the awards she had received.
He said that showing off would be too high-profile, but if he didn't show off, he wouldn't be able to prove his skills.
Without hesitation, Han Yue said, "I was just about to tell you to put up a display case over there to show your awards. It would prove your abilities and also serve as decoration. Your trophies are so beautiful." Han Yue had been to Old Deng's house before, and Old Deng had hung an entire wall with his awards.
This tiny entryway is simply not big enough to hold everything, so I have to bring some more substantial competition trophies with me.
"Okay." Old Deng believed Han Yue's words.
In the afternoon, Lao Deng took Han Yue home and moved the trophy to the training institution.
With the ready-made glass display case, Han Yue was in charge of arranging the trophies, while Lao Deng was in charge of pasting the certificates on the wall. The two had a clear division of labor and were very busy. Before evening, the display area was already set up.
Han Yue clapped her hands and said, "Perfect, you can see it as soon as you pass by the door."
She took some photos from various angles and posted them in the family group chat.
He also tagged Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng, saying, "How about that? Your Uncle Deng is awesome, right?"
Rong Yan only saw the message when she got off work. She replied with a smug emoji and added, "Mom, study hard and teach me when you've mastered it. Or send Yun Lei and the others over too; we want to be the first batch of students."
Fu Jingsheng was busy in the workshop of the suburban factory and didn't have time to look at his phone.
"Rong Yan, are you off work? I'm still at the office, do you want to come and see me?" Jing Sheng didn't reply, probably still busy. "If you go back now, you'll be alone anyway," Han Yue replied.
【Okay】Rong Yan found the location her mother-in-law had sent her before and navigated there.
Upon learning that Rong Yan was coming, Old Deng specially mopped the floor again and turned on all the lights, making the classroom exceptionally bright.
Han Yue sat by the door admiring the fruits of her labor, liking them more and more as she looked at them. She couldn't help but boast, "Don't let my past of never lifting a finger fool you, I'm actually pretty good at doing things, aren't I? Look how artistically the trophies are arranged, and the decorations in the shop window."
Old Deng stopped to admire it, and he rested his chin on his hand: "Yes, it's really good. If it weren't for you, my place would definitely look very shabby."
"Old Deng, I feel like something's missing here." Han Yue said, looking at the three empty square meters in the northwest direction. "We can use a screen to separate that area, put a table behind it, and then put a rice cooker. When things get busy, a pot of porridge can last all day."
"No matter how busy you are, you must eat well. How can I let you drink porridge? Don't worry, making money is not the most important thing. I promise that no matter how busy I am, I will make sure you have three meals a day."
"I'm not afraid of not having enough to eat, it's just occasionally."
“There will be occasional opportunities, how about making a small landscape in that area?” Old Deng likes to grow flowers.
"That's a good idea," Han Yue agreed.
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