Chapter 167 Showing affection leads to a quick breakup
"How despicable! How can there be such a despicable person in this world!!" Zheng Jing was so angry that smoke came out of her head.
"Those who show off their affection will soon break up." Yun Qiao comforted her, "Just treat this kind of thing as a joke. Why are you so angry? It's not worth it."
"Those who show off their affection will break up quickly, that's what they say!" Zheng Jing said bitterly, "I'm just waiting to see when they break up!"
Having said that, it is still difficult to really let go. Zheng Yujing still comes to Yun Qiao from time to time to complain to her about what happened between Ruan Yuping and Chen Fengxia.
Yun Qiao initially tried to console her with a few words, but then his words went in one ear and out the other. He just followed Zheng Jing's advice and did what he was supposed to do.
Time flew by and it was Sunday. He Tingjun arrived at the company on time and brought Yun Qiao a clay stove he had made himself.
The stove wasn't very big, only about the height of a calf, and just big enough to hold a casserole. To make the stove stronger and last longer, He Tingjun also put a circle of iron bars inside.
Yun Qiao was very surprised to see the mud stove. Although the stove was small and rough in appearance, it made her feel He Tingjun's sincere love.
After all, not everyone has such intentions.
And he, just because she asked for a clay stove to cook, he took the trouble to make one for her personally after training. This kind of thought is really rare.
He Tingjun untied the rope tied to the stove and turned to ask Yun Qiao: "Where should I put this mud stove?"
"It's right under the corridor." Yun Qiao pointed to the corner at the west wall at the end of the corridor and said, "There's a mud stove in the transport team at the back, and that's where it's placed."
So it is allowed to put it this way.
"僢." He Tingjun's arm muscles were strong. He picked up the mud stove and placed it in the corner designated by Yun Qiao.
Putting down the stove, He Tingjun said, "You don't have firewood here. I'll chop some for you from the hill behind you, so you don't have to look for it when you need it."
"No need, Brother He. This small stove can't burn much firewood. I'll go up the mountain to chop firewood myself when I'm free next time." Yun Qiao didn't want to bother He Tingjun all the time, nor did he want him to feel that he was working for him every time he came.
He Tingjun was happy to work for Yun Qiao. He gently pushed her shoulders and pushed her into the house. He smiled and said, "Doctor Ye, you only have one day off a month. How can you have time to go up the mountain to chop firewood? I have nothing to do now, so please let me do this rough work."
Just then, He Tingjun saw someone coming to the bathroom, so he said, "There's a patient here. Go take care of your own things. I'll chop some wood and be back in a while."
Yun Qiao also saw the elder sister who came to see the doctor, so he stopped being polite to He Tingjun and said, "Brother He, thank you for your help."
"It's not a bother, I'm happy to work for you." He Tingjun said with a smile, his eyes burning like the sun.
Yun Qiao was burned by his scorching gaze, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she lowered her head and walked into the house.
He Tingjun turned his head and wanted to ask Yun Qiao if he had a machete, but then he realized that this question was a bit redundant.
Yun Qiao is a guard and she doesn't have to do farm work, so why would she need a machete? There definitely isn't one in the house.
Yun Qiao saw that He Tingjun was hesitant to speak: "What's wrong, Brother He? Is there anything else?"
"No." He Tingjun pointed to the side and said, "You keep busy. I want to borrow a machete."
The patient had already entered the room. Yun Qiao nodded without asking any more questions.
He Tingjun came out of the bathroom, looked around, and then turned and walked towards the communication room next to it.
The door of the communications room was open, and correspondent Lu Xun was sitting at his desk checking the letters that were about to be sent out, to prevent the senders from filling in the format incorrectly and causing the letters to be returned.
He Tingjun knocked politely on the door next to him: "Comrade, you are welcome."
Lu Xun looked up at the door and recognized He Tingjun as the male comrade who came to the company several times to look for Yun Qiao.
Lu Xun didn't know why he came to see him. He was slightly stunned. After a few seconds, he said, "Please come in."
After getting permission, He Tingjun entered the house. He got straight to the point and stated his purpose: "Comrade, I'm a friend of Dr. Ye next door. My last name is He, and my given name is He Tingjun. I'd like to borrow an axe from you. Do you have one?"
"Comrade He, I've seen you before. I have a machete." Lu Xun stood up and walked into the inner room while asking, "But what do you want to borrow the machete for?"
He Tingjun replied, "I built a stove for Doctor Ye, but a stove without firewood is useless, so I thought I'd chop some dry firewood from the mountain behind and put it for her."
Lu Xun curled his lips and said, "Comrade He, you're so thoughtful. Not only did you send a stove to Dr. Ye, but you also thought of preparing firewood for her in advance. Dr. Ye is so lucky to have you as a friend."
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