Yi Feifei nodded after hearing her husband's words. She said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry too much. My nephew will be fine. I'll go back now and come over tomorrow morning."
Yi Cuiping said, "Second Aunt, you can go back without worry."
Li Yuzhu and Su Wei remained silent, shedding tears in quiet grief. Their hearts were filled with complex emotions. No matter how much they had hated Yi Xiaofan before, they were now worried, truly fearing that his life was coming to an end. Everyone present longed for him to survive.
These subtle desires were all earned by Yi Xiaofan with his life. Most of them were sincere repentance. The proverb "a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold" is most appropriate here. However, this prodigal son stirred up an indescribable bloodshed.
Dong Qing first drove Su Wei and her husband, along with Yi Feifei, to the machinery factory's residential area. After they got out of the car and said goodbye to each other, Dong Qing started the car and drove home.
After driving back to their house, Li Yuzhu got out of the car and opened the gate, while Dongqing drove the car into the yard and turned off the engine.
The three children were already asleep, so the couple carried them into the bedroom, took off their clothes, put them on the bed, and covered them with blankets.
With tears in her eyes, Li Yuzhu said, "How could things have turned out like this?"
Dong Qing said, "A person is not static. The only ones who are static are those who have not been punished. Once punished, they will all change. However, Yi Xiaofan's change exceeded our imagination. It was like a wonderful adventure, or even a nightmare. In other words, he was proving himself with his life."
I think what he did was really not worth it. He could have proven himself with time and action. Ten pieces of gold will always be gold, no matter how you refine them. There's really no need to risk his life to prove himself.
Li Yuzhu said, "Everything started because of me. Maybe I shouldn't have met him in this life. It's getting late, I should go to sleep."
After Li Yuzhu finished speaking, she helped her husband take off his coat and hang it on the hanger, then took off her clothes and lay down on the bed.
Dongqing lay down next to his wife and casually turned off the light. The moment the bedroom light went out, it was as if the whole world had lost its light, as if all that was left for them was a darkness from which they could never escape.
When Chen Hong and his wife returned home, Su Wei said, "Honey, do you want to know what happened between Yi Xiaofan and me back then?"
Chen Hong said, "I believe your story is filled with a lot of pain. I can easily see that this pain is eroding your soul every moment. You can choose not to talk about it; perhaps not talking about it will lessen the pain in your heart. It's getting late, go to sleep."
Su Wei put her son on the bed and said, "I should have told you about this after we got married. I just didn't have the courage to accept reality."
Next, Su Wei recounted what happened when she got engaged to Yi Xiaofan, crying as she said, "I almost died at Yi Xiaofan's hands back then. How could I not hate him?"
When I returned from Zhang Li's house that day, my mind was completely blank. I don't even know how I ran out of the house the next day at noon.
If I hadn't met Dong Qing and his wife on the highway, I don't know if I would have completely gone insane. It was only through Li Yuzhu's patient guidance that I gradually came to my senses.
Su Wei couldn't continue speaking at this point, and then she threw herself into her husband's arms and cried.
Hearing this, Chen Hong understood everything. He really didn't know whether to pity or hate someone like Yi Xiaofan. He said, "Yi Xiaofan has received all the punishment he deserved. Forgive him!"
Su Wei suddenly pulled away from her husband's embrace and said, "If he really dies this time, I will never forgive him for the rest of my life. He is a coward who runs away from reality, a coward who dares not take responsibility."
Chen Hong picked up a towel and wiped away his wife's tears, helped her take off her clothes, then helped her lie down on the bed, covered her with a sheet, and said, "Let bygones be bygones, close your eyes and go to sleep."
Su Wei obediently closed her eyes, but tears still trickled down her cheeks. Chen Hong felt a pang of heartache at the sight, then wiped away his wife's tears again, turned off the light, and lay down to sleep.
The next day, at the crack of dawn, Fang Lin got up, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then went into the kitchen to cook.
She is a native of Sichuan and loves to eat rice for breakfast, so she is used to cooking at home in the morning.
She cooked rice for two people, boiled it briefly in a pot, and then steamed it in another pot.
There was only one coal fire. After the rice was steamed, two vegetarian dishes were stir-fried.
Gu Yurou wasn't used to cooking breakfast and woke up late. When she got up, Fang Lin had already prepared the food. She said, "Sister Yurou, breakfast is ready. Go wash your face and eat."
Gu Yurou asked, "You've prepared the food so early? Do you cook at home every morning?"
Fang Lin said, "Yes, I'm from Sichuan. I'm not used to the breakfasts in the north, so I usually cook for myself at home."
"So that's how it is!"
Office workers usually spend three to five cents to get breakfast in the morning and generally don't cook at home; this is a common lifestyle habit among northerners.
After Gu Yurou finished speaking, she went to the restroom to wash up.
Fang Lin scooped two bowls of rice from the kitchen and brought the two dishes and the cooked rice to the coffee table in the living room.
The dishes she cooked were simple: a plate of stir-fried cabbage and a plate of stir-fried green beans. She said, "You northerners aren't used to eating very spicy food, so my dishes are mildly spicy. Try them and see what you think of my cooking."
Gu Yurou picked up a few green beans with her chopsticks and put them in her mouth. The spiciness was just right. After eating, she smiled and said, "Only you Sichuan people can make this kind of flavor. We northerners really can't make it. Even if we could, it would be a mess. We simply can't make a high-quality flavor."
Actually, I also love spicy food. It's so delicious! I'm not just flattering you, but you can't find this authentic spicy flavor in restaurants around here.
Gu Yurou's words are absolutely true. Northerners really can't make the spicy flavor that Sichuan people make well, and even the spicy flavor made in restaurants is not satisfactory.
Fang Lin said with a smile, "I love spicy food, so I cook for you every morning and evening."
Gu Yurou smiled and said, "Looks like I'm in for a treat from now on."
After the two finished breakfast, they took their bowls of food to the kitchen to wash.
Gu Yurou went back to her bedroom to change into her work clothes. Fang Lin hadn't officially started working yet; she would only be given her work clothes after she went to the company.
The two went downstairs, Gu Yurou rode the motorcycle out of the bike shed, Fang Lin got on and sat behind her, and they started the motorcycle and drove towards the company.
Upon arriving at the company, Gu Yurou led Fang Lin into the deputy general manager's office. Dong Ermei must have just arrived as well.
She was quite familiar with Fang Lin, and said, "My sister's here, please have a seat?"
After they sat down, Dong Ermei said to her secretary, "Secretary Zhang, please inform everyone that at 9:00 AM, all company leaders at all levels, as well as their subordinates at all levels, should go to the company conference room for a meeting."
Secretary Zhang said "okay" and turned to leave the office.
Dong Ermei asked Gu Yurou to take Fang Lin to the personnel department to complete the onboarding procedures for the deputy manager, and then gave her a set of work clothes.
Fang Lin returned to the deputy manager's office wearing her work clothes. The deputy manager's office was also very impressive, about 20 square meters in size, with a luxurious desk and a set of genuine leather sofas on one side. Only a formal company would have such a luxurious office.
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