Chapter 65: One Big and One Little Technician
The heated discussion in the propaganda department office only temporarily subsided when the sun was directly overhead.
Cheng Cheng rubbed her sore eyes and subconsciously looked up at the clock on the wall. The hour hand was pointing to twelve o'clock!
Cheng Cheng's heart sank. She had forgotten about her precious Xiao Xiao at the library!
At this time of day, she would have already taken Xiaoxiao home to prepare lunch. She hurriedly stood up.
"I have to pick up my child, I'm leaving get off work now."
After saying that, Cheng Cheng hurriedly ran out.
When I arrived at the library, the little figure was indeed still sitting quietly in her usual window seat, reading a book in peace.
Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on the little girl's soft hair and creating a fuzzy, shimmering halo.
Cheng Cheng couldn't help but smile knowingly and quickly walked over.
Her tone was full of apology: "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry. Mom was looking at the materials and forgot about the time. Were you getting impatient?"
Xiao Lingxiao looked up, his face showing no anxiety, only happiness at seeing his mother and confusion about why she had been gone for so long.
As Cheng Cheng packed her things, she explained to her daughter, "Xiaoxiao, we won't be coming to the library tomorrow."
"Why?"
"The commander gave Mom a new task. Mom will be helping out in the propaganda department to prepare for the National Day propaganda. Mom will probably be quite busy lately."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Lingxiao keenly grasped another key point: "Then will Mom still go to school?"
"Go! But the time might need to be adjusted, after Mom finishes her National Day preparations."
She had promised Principal Ji that she would go to the school to teach the children, and she would not break her promise; she would definitely do it.
However, there is still an important problem: during this period, at least until National Day on October 1st, she may have to report to the propaganda department every day, making it inconvenient for her to bring Xiaoxiao to work.
What about Xiaoxiao?
Little Lingxiao stopped, holding his mother's hand, and looked up at her, saying slowly and deliberately, "Mom, I can stay home. I can read and study at home, and you don't have to worry about me."
This was also an option, but Cheng Cheng felt both gratified and heartbroken that her daughter was so sensible. She squatted down and asked softly, "Would you like to spend some time in the preschool?"
"Mom promises that she will bring you back after the National Day holiday and you can continue to work at the library with Mom for about half a month."
"No, it's too noisy there. I'm better off at home, where I can manage my own time."
The little girl shook her head like a rattle-drum, a hint of resistance flashing in her eyes. Her expression was serious beyond her years, like a little adult.
Seeing the determination in her daughter's eyes, Cheng Cheng sighed softly, patted her daughter's head, and knew that there was no room for negotiation.
“Okay, then I’ll stay home.” She stood up and continued, “But you have to promise Mom that you’ll take good care of yourself at home.”
"Uh-huh!"
Little Lingxiao nodded vigorously, his little hand tightly gripping his mother's hand, his face filled with happiness.
Seeing this, Cheng Cheng lowered her head and looked down. She didn't know if Xiao Xiao's behavior was good or bad. She was worried that her daughter would become unsociable if she continued like this, but at the same time, she could understand Xiao Xiao's thoughts.
You can skip the preschool class now, but what will you do when you go to primary or secondary school?
With Xiaoxiao's intelligence, skipping grades in the future will not be difficult. However, skipping grades solves the problem of knowledge, but it cannot bridge the social gap caused by the age difference.
A six or seven-year-old child sitting among eleven or twelve-year-olds looks completely out of place. Moreover, judging from Xiaoxiao's current enthusiasm for learning, the little girl can learn the knowledge in the textbook on her own. If all else fails, Zhou Yue can help her with her questions.
Therefore, Cheng Cheng was worried that the little girl was learning too fast, and that when she went to school, the same situation might occur as when she was in the preschool class.
"Raising a child is a lifelong worry, even for a hundred years," she sighed softly, rubbing her temples. The sunlight overhead was so bright that she could barely open her eyes.
Never mind, the most important thing right now is to carry out the National Day publicity campaign. There's always a way out. We'll deal with the rest later; there's always a solution.
Back home, Cheng Cheng made a simple lunch.
After the mother and daughter finished eating, she coaxed Xiaoxiao to sleep, but she didn't take a nap herself. Instead, she left a note for her daughter on the table.
She tiptoed next door to find Sister Jiaohua and told her that she was going to work in the publicity department and wouldn't be able to take Xiaoxiao with her, so she asked her to go out of her way and help her.
She wasn't too worried about Xiaoxiao being home alone. Xiaoxiao was a sensible child; if you gave her a book, she could sit at her desk for an entire afternoon.
Moreover, there's no need to worry about human traffickers now. However, Xiaoxiao is still young, so we're just afraid of the worst-case scenario and have asked Sister Jiaohua to keep an eye on her occasionally.
Xie Jiaohua readily agreed, "Don't worry, Cheng Cheng, you can go to work without worry. I'll come to your house to check on you in a little while."
Anyway, she had nothing to do, so she stayed home to take care of Tian Tian. She could handle this little thing.
After settling her daughter in, it was already late, so Cheng Cheng hurriedly went to work in the publicity department and threw herself into the busy work of the afternoon.
When Xiao Lingxiao woke up from his afternoon nap, a tuft of hair on his head stood straight up, pointing to the sky, and he blinked blankly.
The room was quiet. The little girl sat on the bed in a daze for a while, turning her head left and right before suddenly remembering that her mother had gone to work in the publicity department and that she was home alone.
She huffed and puffed as she climbed out of bed, put on her shoes, and went to the yard. On tiptoe, she used a gourd ladle to scoop out half a ladle of cool water from the water vat and carefully washed her face.
Water droplets dampened the thick, fine baby hairs on her forehead, but the tuft of hair on the top of her head still stubbornly stuck up.
Footsteps sounded outside the courtyard. Xie Jiaohua, holding Tiantian in her arms, asked in a cheerful and concerned voice, "Xiaoxiao is awake?"
"Your mom's busy with some important business. Would you like to come over to my place for a bit?"
The little girl nodded, then shook her head. "I understand, thank you Aunt Jiaohua. I want to stay home and read."
"Oh, good boy!"
"Okay, just call me if you need anything, I'm right next door!"
Xie Jiaohua gave one more word of advice, still worried, and then carried her daughter back home.
Xiao Lingxiao walked to the desk, saw the note left by his mother, and read it carefully.
Then she carefully folded it and put it away with her treasured pretty candy wrappers and special leaf specimens.
Sitting down at the desk, back straight, little hand holding a pencil, I began practicing calligraphy according to my study plan.
In the evening, Zhou Yue returned home from get off work.
Pushing open the door, I was surprised to find only my daughter sitting on a small stool reading a book. The kitchen was empty and the stove was cold. My wife was nowhere to be seen.
Zhou Yue asked in surprise, "Xiaoxiao, where's Mom? Why are you home alone?"
"Dad, Mom went to work in the publicity department and hasn't come back yet."
Publicity Department?
Zhou Yue was stunned for a moment. Just then, the door was pushed open, and his wife walked in, looking exhausted.
"Zhou Yue, you're back!"
She actually came back later than Zhou Yue?
Her laid-back lifestyle is now completely over.
Cheng Cheng briefly explained that Commander Zhang had temporarily transferred her to the propaganda department.
Zhou Yue nodded knowingly, without asking any further questions. He gently patted his wife's tense shoulders to help her sit down, and then said softly, "Are you tired? I'll go to the cafeteria to get some food and come back to eat. You and Xiaoxiao wait at home."
"good."
Cheng Cheng did not refuse. Today was her first day working in the publicity department, and she was so busy with so many things that she was overwhelmed. She really didn't have the energy to cook dinner.
"Mom, have some water."
The little girl walked silently to the table, poured water for her mother, and brought it to her.
With a considerate partner and a sensible daughter, even though Cheng Cheng was exhausted, the warm water she drank gradually replenished the energy that had been drained by work that day.
She absolutely must leave work on time tomorrow!!
However, while the idea was appealing, reality proved harsh.
In the days that followed, Cheng Cheng's work in the publicity department quickly got on track, and at the same time, she became increasingly busy.
After nearly half a month of busy work, it was finally the end of September, and all the preparations and arrangements were finally completed satisfactorily.
The tension eased a little. After washing up that evening, Cheng Cheng lay limply on the bed, feeling like she had no bones.
Little Lingxiao, barefoot, stepped on her back and moved gently.
"Mom, does it taste sour here?"
"Hmm... a little lower, yes, right there, press down a bit harder..."
Cheng Cheng lay on the pillow and closed her eyes comfortably.
At the same time, a pair of warm and strong hands covered her shoulders, and the thumbs pressed precisely on the two stiff knots at the back of her neck, kneading them gently.
Zhou Yue's technique was clearly much more skilled than his daughter's back-stepping technique. The force went straight to the deepest soreness, and Cheng Cheng felt so comfortable that her toes curled up.
Her cheeks sank into the soft pillow, and she bit her lower lip, trying hard not to make a sound.
But as the man's strength gradually increased, a very soft, trembling sob finally escaped from between his teeth, sounding exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
Zhou Yue paused, but did not loosen his grip. Instead, he found the sore spot and continued to knead.
"Gently, gently, Zhou Yue!"
Cheng Cheng bit her lip, unable to help but make a sound. Her slender back tensed slightly as she tried to resist the impact from her back, which was somewhere between pain and pleasure.
Zhou Yue's voice was deep and gentle, yet it carried an unwavering insistence, "Bear with it, the pain will subside once the knots are loosened. If you don't loosen them, it will be even more painful tomorrow."
Before the man finished speaking, Cheng Cheng gave up resisting, hugged the pillow beneath her tightly, and bit her lower lip hard.
As the knots were loosened, the shoulder and back muscles, which had been tense from working at a desk for half a month, suddenly felt relaxed.
Cheng Cheng involuntarily let out a breath, slumped onto the pillow, and let out a series of muffled but comfortable hums, too relaxed to move.
Zhou Yue's technique is truly worthy of the title of a top-notch technician!
This rich woman enjoys this all to herself, hehe~
She was lying on the bed, almost asleep, when suddenly, as if remembering something, she turned her head slightly, her cheek pressed against the pillow, her voice slightly languid and hoarse: "Oh right, Anmei said today that the base is showing a movie in the square in front of the auditorium tomorrow afternoon, and asked if we want to go?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the little feet that were working hard on her back immediately stopped.
"Let's go, Mom!"
Xiao Lingxiao barely thought about it; her voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and anticipation. She had never seen an open-air movie before!
Hearing this, Zhou Yue continued his massage without stopping, his tone gentle and indulgent, "I'm fine with anything, if you two want to go, I'll go with you."
For him, what movie he watches is not important; what matters is being able to enjoy this rare leisure time with his wife and daughter.
"Okay, let's go tomorrow. I haven't had a chance to relax and watch a movie in a long time."
Cheng Cheng leaned back on his arm, closed his eyes again, and smiled, enjoying the massage service from the two masseuses.
Outside the window, the night wind of the Gobi Desert still howled, while inside the house it was warm and peaceful, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.
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