Upon entering the office, Ding Qiunan immediately picked up her husband's water jug from the table and drank large gulps of water, finally letting out a satisfied burp.
I'm dying of thirst!
"Just got back?"
"Yeah! My sister, Yueyue, and I were about to leave after we finished shopping, but Xiao'e dragged us around the department store again, and my legs are sore from walking."
"Lou Xiao'e is busy at the restaurant every day. She finally managed to get out for a stroll today, so she's going to have a blast!"
As Li Chu spoke, he pulled Ding Qiunan to sit on the bed behind him, then squatted down and placed her legs on his own, gently massaging them.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ding Qiunan looked tenderly at her husband who was massaging her legs.
This is the man who has treated me the same way for over twenty years. I'm so glad I married him!
What did you all buy?
"My sister bought the quilt cover and quilt cover, Yueyue tore off the red cloth herself, and then she bought two thermos bottles, two washbasins, oh, and some red paper. We're going to learn how to cut out double happiness symbols."
Li Chu looked up, a smile playing on his lips, as he watched his woman sitting there, counting on her fingers and talking.
"I want to learn how to cut double happiness symbols. I know someone who can."
"Who knows?" She had originally planned to figure it out herself, but now that someone knew, wouldn't it be easier to learn?
"Qin Huai is just like her mother-in-law, and she does a pretty good job cutting hair."
"She can do this too?"
"Don't make such a fuss. Her mother-in-law is actually quite skillful. She can cut out double happiness symbols, paper-cut window decorations, and many other things."
“But…” Ding Qiunan hesitated, unsure whether she should go and look for him.
"Xiao Dang and Huaihua should go back tonight and tell Qin Huairu and Aunt Jia about Wenxuan's upcoming wedding."
"What happened to them... Oh, you went to the restaurant this morning. How many tables did you book?"
"They didn't say the exact number; the banquet will be held at home."
"Why is this? Wasn't it supposed to be placed in the restaurant?" Ding Qiunan, who had just lain down, sat up again.
“It’s inconvenient. What would Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang do if we left it at the restaurant? Uncle Chen might also come over. Wouldn’t that just cause trouble for the guards?”
Upon hearing this, Ding Qiunan lay down again.
"Yes, you're right. It's indeed a bit of a hassle to have it done at a restaurant. How about we have their restaurant chefs come and cook it?"
"Let Zhu Zi come and cook, he'll make Tan family cuisine."
"That's great, his skills are really good."
"Right? I also think Zhu Zi's cooking skills are getting better and better. We should ask him to make some for us..."
Li Chu was about to ask what specific dishes to make when he heard Ding Qiunan, who had just lain down on the bed, breathing evenly.
He looked up in astonishment. How tired must she be? She fell asleep in less than ten seconds. That's incredibly fast.
I carefully helped her take off her shoes, put her legs on the bed, and then took a towel from under the bookshelf and covered her with it.
I'm used to taking a nap every day, but today I not only didn't sleep at noon, but I also got tired from walking around.
He casually pulled the curtain closed for her, then sat down behind his desk and started reading the newspaper.
"Li Chu"
I don't know how much time had passed, but I was engrossed in the book on surgery when I was startled awake by a voice coming from behind me.
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"You're awake."
"Ugh, I was almost sleepy just now." Ding Qiunan said, pulling back the towel covering her and stretching.
Her graceful figure made Li Chu, who was standing by the bed, stare at her.
Even after being married for so long, Li Chu still couldn't understand why, despite being so familiar with this body, he still had absolutely no resistance to it.
He often gets aroused by his wife's unintentional actions.
"Hmph, what are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough yet!"
Li Chu shook his head, dispelling the strange thought in his mind; "It's almost five o'clock, I'll lie down for a while if I want, I'll go to the special needs building to see Old Mu."
"I'm not lying down anymore. I'm going back to my office. I still have some things to finish."
As she spoke, she sat up.
...
In a ward on the second floor of the VIP building, Li Chu withdrew his hand from taking Old Mu's pulse. Meeting the expectant gazes of everyone in the room, he smiled and said, "Your recovery is going quite well, Old Mu. If you'd like, you can go home to recuperate tomorrow."
The old man, who was sitting leaning against the headboard, smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits when he heard this.
"Oh, I can finally go back. I was so bored if I stayed any longer."
"Old Mu, it's true that you can go back, but you can't stop taking your medicine."
"Huh?" The old man, who had been all smiles, immediately looked dejected.
"Comrade Li Chu, your medical skills are at least at the national level, so why can't you find a way to make the herbal medicine sweeter? No wonder people don't like drinking Chinese medicine these days. You Chinese medicine doctors should all reflect on yourselves."
You're basically eating from the bowl and then cursing the cook.
Li Chu silently complained to himself.
"Yes, yes, you're right. We really should reflect on this. I'll go and research how to make the medicine into something like candy."
"Hahaha"
That dismissive tone made everyone in the room burst into laughter.
"You brat, even your father wouldn't dare talk to me like that back in the day."
At this point, Old Mu looked at him with some confusion.
"What's wrong, Elder Mu? Is there a problem?" Li Chu looked down at himself, but there was nothing dirty on him.
The people inside, who had been laughing, stopped. They were all confused as to why Old Mu viewed people this way.
"You're Quan You's grandson, aren't you?"
"Dad, what are you saying? This is Uncle Quanyou's son, Li Chu, Dean Li."
The eldest son of the old man, who was standing on the other side, quickly spoke up.
"Mu Hongjun, even you are lying to me." Old Mu turned his head and glared angrily at his eldest son.
"Dad, how did I try to comfort you?"
The people inside were now completely baffled. What was all this about?
"You still say you're not lying to me? You're telling me this is Quanyou's son?" Old Man Mu said, pointing at Li Chu without turning around.
"Huh?" Mu Hongjun glanced at Li Chu, nodded and said, "That's right, he's Uncle Quanyou's youngest son."
"Bullshit! When did Quanyou and Chen Ya pass away? If I remember correctly, their youngest son was born in Nanniwan, and he should be fifty years old this year."
How old is this kid? Early thirties, I guess. I'm not that old and muddleheaded yet.
"Uh..." Mu Hongjun looked at Li Chu apologetically.
Old Mu is getting on in years; sometimes he's confused, sometimes he's lucid. But it's normal for him to have some doubts when he looks at Li Chu's face.
"Old man" Li Chu shook his head slightly at Mu Hongjun, then looked down at Mu Lao: "I am Li Quanyou's youngest son. When I was a child in Nanniwan, Aunt Guo even held me."
The Aunt Guo he mentioned was Mu Lao's first wife and also Mu Hongjun's biological mother.
He died of illness on his way to Beijing before liberation.
The other two sons and daughters of Old Mu were born to his later wives.
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