"We haven't fought in years."
Ye Linxing burst out laughing, hugged Jian Shuyan, who said he hadn't fought in many years, and said happily, "It's only been seven years since you were born. How can it be considered a long time?"
The child had his own logic. He put his arm around Ye Linxing's neck and said with a smile, "Uncle, although I'm only seven years old, I feel like I've lived for many years."
"You must be delusional. Wait until you're our age before you say you've lived many years."
"Okay, I'll listen to my uncle."
At this moment, the seventh brother bandaged the seventh sister-in-law's arm. Seeing this, the fifth uncle said, "Can you still go to work tomorrow with this arm?"
Seventh Sister-in-law, who had just remembered that she had to go to work tomorrow, realized something belatedly and asked Grandma, "Grandma, I've lost so much blood. Can I go to work tomorrow?"
"Please ask for leave."
Why is this kid so unwilling to listen to advice? "Besides, your arm is injured and you need to rest for a few days. If you are really worried about work, find someone to cover for you for a few days."
She thought about it and found it feasible.
"Old Jian, when you go back later, please ask for leave for me and the director."
Jian Zhengxiao had to go to the hospital for duty that night and didn't have time to stay. He nodded and said, "I'll go find your director when I get back."
If that doesn't work, go find the factory manager.
So, the problem of Sister Qi was solved.
Then, just when Jian Yuelan and the others were finishing their business, Grandma set her sights on Ye Linxing again.
"Little star."
"Grandma, I'm here, please tell me."
He moved forward decisively. Grandma stretched out her hand to him, and he consciously extended his hand in return.
Then, the old lady's warm, dry hand rested on the back of his hand and warned him, "No matter what happens on the way back, stay calm and don't be impulsive."
This means that their trip to the capital will not be peaceful.
When Father Jian heard this, he became anxious and asked, "Why don't we let Dongzi go with us?"
Jian Zhengdong uttered, "I can be too milky."
"Need not."
Grandma waved her hand. "It's not a big deal, just a small accident. Xiaoye and Zhizhi are capable of handling it."
“Hey!”
With Grandma's words, everyone felt relieved.
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