Chapter 63 (The End)
Chapter Sixty-Three (The End)
Since the laboratory was built, Li Yue has been working tirelessly in it.
Although some common ready-made glazes are available now, she believes it's better to research the formula and ingredients herself, since many good porcelain pieces use glazes that she mixes herself.
After the military parade, Ling Jianwei took a few days off and on the 3rd, he took her to the lab. During the National Day holiday, it was just the two of them in the lab.
Li Yue was operating an optical microscope. Several kinds of minerals were placed on the table, with a piece of paper under each mineral, on which the name of the mineral was written.
Ling Jianwei's gaze fell on a certain stone, and she frowned: "This is mica stone?"
Li Yue: "Mm."
"It looks quite like mica."
A moment later, Ling Jianwei asked again, "This stone is pyrite! Can iron be smelted from it?"
Just as she was about to pick it up, Li Yue stopped her: "Don't use your hands, use tweezers."
Ling Jianwei didn't take any more pyrite. Instead, she looked at a list and muttered, "Are these the raw materials for making blue and white porcelain glaze?"
Li Yue found him very noisy and glared at him, saying, "Can you please stop causing trouble?"
"Making trouble? I didn't touch any of the ores, I didn't make any trouble at all."
Li Yue looked at him helplessly: "Why don't you sit down and rest for a while?"
"You seem to dislike me quite a bit," the man asked again. "Where did you get these raw materials?"
"I know a professor at the China University of Geosciences. He's a really nice professor who shared various common mineral procurement methods with me."
"Hmm...male or female?"
Li Yue: "Male."
Ling Jianwei moved closer, a strange smile on her face: "A man? Have I seen him before?"
Sensing something, Li Yue glanced at him, leaned back in her chair, and decided not to work anymore. Her tone became nonchalant: "You haven't met him? I met him when I organized a social event for my classmates with people from his school in college. He later stayed on as a staff member at the school."
"He's a really nice guy. There were a few types of minerals that I couldn't buy, and he helped me purchase an extra batch through a collaboration between the two schools," Li Yue continued, undeterred.
The man nodded, seemingly indifferent.
The next second, just as Li Yue expected, the man grabbed her and sat her on the table.
He placed his fingers against her chin, then leaned in and kissed her.
“Ling Jianwei, I’m doing research,” Li Yue said, her lips tingling from the kiss. She hooked her arm around his neck and looked at him with a smile. “You’re disturbing me.”
"In your vacation, instead of studying this, why not study something else?" The man's fingers unbuttoned her shirt.
Li Yue: "This is an office space."
“It’s just the two of us.” The man raised an eyebrow at her and said in his usual deep, magnetic voice, “I’ve missed so much in the past six months. Your lab should also bear my mark.”
Li Yue: "..."
Under the daily high-intensity training, this mature man's physical functions are even younger than before. Li Yue squeezed his arm and could clearly feel that the muscles in his arm were more solid.
He carried her as he walked around the office, and she felt it more clearly, telling him in a pitiful voice that it hurt.
He pinned her against the door, raising his eyebrows: "Is this a compliment? I haven't even used my full strength yet."
Li Yue pinched him in frustration: "But I've had enough these past two days."
"I think it's far from enough."
Although they have been married for over ten years, they still cherish each other's bodies. Perhaps no matter how long the years go by, their passion will never fade.
"..."
After sweating profusely, Li Yue made a mental note: Don't bring this scoundrel to the lab.
He'll interrupt her important business!
Since there was no way she could work anyway, Li Yue went with him to her parents' house for lunch.
Ling Shuo was doing his homework. The ten-year-old boy was already quite handsome and tall, looking more and more like his father.
Li Yue planned to move back home when he started junior high school, but the young boy refused, saying that living at his grandfather's house was fine.
Ling Jianwei went with him, but Li Yue was a little worried and had a heart-to-heart talk with the young boy.
She reflected on how busy she and his father had been with work over the years and hadn't given him enough love. The boy frowned and said, "Aren't you overthinking it? I just think moving there would bother you two. You two are already so lovey-dovey, and besides, Grandpa and Grandma need me."
Li Yue twitched her chin.
"Isn't this child too precocious?" Li Yue said to Ling Jianwei. "Other children this age are already acting like spoiled children with their parents."
Ling Jianwei scoffed: "None of the kids who grew up in our compound know how to act spoiled."
Li Yue: "Am I overthinking it?"
“But it’s true that he’s precocious and sensible.” Ling Jianwei said thoughtfully, “Smart kids are all like that.”
Ling Shuo's grades have always been excellent. Even after entering junior high school, he has consistently ranked first in his grade and has never fallen below that level.
In addition to being handsome and excelling in sports, he is very attractive to girls.
However, he is genuinely cold-hearted and speaks sharply, always hitting people where it hurts.
With a touch of adult morbid curiosity, Li Yue tried to find out if any girls had written him love letters, but the boy coldly replied, "Mom, why do you always ask these questions? I thought you had excellent taste."
Li Yue choked for a moment, then said seriously, "It's precisely because Mom has good taste that if there are any nice girls, Mom can help you choose."
"No need for you to trouble yourself."
Good, good, she's raised a grateful child who doesn't need her to worry about her.
Li Yue continued to delve into the laboratory to make various attempts. The porcelain industry is constantly innovating, with major porcelain factories having their own unique products and some new porcelain factories conducting new research. Of course, she couldn't fall behind.
However, it must be said that she is extremely picky in this regard. Some people think the porcelain she develops is quite good, but she shakes her head and says it's not good enough. She always feels that if she doesn't create satisfactory porcelain, she will be letting down herself for working so hard to earn money to support the laboratory.
...
The sun rises and sets, the seasons cycle, and year after year repeats itself.
Beauty fades with time, and youthful days eventually give way to adulthood.
The year his father was awarded the rank of Major General, Ling Shuo was a high school sophomore. Between taking the military academy entrance exam and studying business, the boy chose the latter.
When he was younger, he saw that grand and magnificent military parade, and at that time he clearly realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with his father, let alone his grandfather, in the military profession.
Therefore, one can only find one's place in other fields.
Soon after, he chose to study in the United States.
At the age of 20, Ling Shuo returned to China for summer vacation to familiarize himself with the business at his mother's struggling company.
The man, with pale skin, handsome features, and an icy demeanor, frowned deeply as he looked at his mother's company's accounts.
Although I knew that my mother had devoted herself to the inheritance of ceramic culture and the tackling of technical challenges over the years, and had hardly managed the company's affairs, I did not expect it to be in such a mess.
What's amazing is that companies in this situation, relying on a few stable large clients, can still make a profit every year. It just goes to show how incredibly lucrative this era is; you can make money doing almost anything.
The company's employees all recognized Ling Shuo, but even after getting to know him, they were still struck by his aloof and handsome appearance. The secretary, who had worked for Li Yue for many years and treated Ling Shuo like a young master, handed him the documents he requested and then asked, "Mr. Ling, is there anything else you need?"
Even if he hasn't officially taken over the company yet, you can still call him President Ling.
Ling Shuo looked down at the documents in his hand, then suddenly looked up and asked, "Does the company have coffee?"
"Yes, but it's instant."
"Please make me a cup, thank you."
The secretary left the office to make coffee in the break room, and immediately a young employee came over and said, "President Ling is so handsome!"
The secretary said, "Be mindful of the impact; I'm on tenterhooks."
"Didn't you already know him?"
"I know him, but I noticed his brow was furrowed, and I sensed something was wrong. We all need to keep a low profile from now on."
"I understand." The young woman smiled. "Mr. Ling will be here this summer, right?"
"Yes, I'll go back to the US to study after summer vacation."
"That's wonderful! So pleasing to the eye, a feast for the eyes!"
But after only two days, everyone started to worry about losing their jobs.
After General Manager Ling arrived, management became stricter, and no one dared to misbehave.
The following year, after graduating, Mr. Ling returned to the company, officially took over the business, connected to the internet, and began to move towards the business empire he envisioned.
At this time, his mother, Professor Li, after more than ten years of repeated research and experimentation, finally created a type of porcelain that satisfied her.
Porcelain itself is white, translucent, smooth, and pure, like an ancient lady of utmost purity and elegance, so beautiful that one dares not hold their breath.
Her father, the man who loved her to the core, named this porcelain "Eastern Moon".
After incorporating underglaze painting techniques, Dongfang Yue porcelain became more elegant and beautiful, and was selected as a national gift and banquet porcelain several times in the years that followed.
Ling Shuo also likes to give gifts made by his mother.
By the time the new millennium arrived, the company had grown from a small boat into a large fleet, with businesses spanning the internet, real estate, and other sectors.
At 26, President Ling is young and promising, and he also has a handsome appearance. Not only is he tall and well-built, but his facial features and temperament are also outstanding, and his handsome face is hard to look away from.
The new colleagues at the company love to gossip, and I've heard some rumors about them one after another.
So one day, two junior colleagues were gossiping quietly during lunch.
"I just saw President Ling, he's so handsome and good-looking! His skin is amazing!"
"I saw him too. He was wearing a black shirt and a Rolex watch on his wrist."
"Is President Ling married?"
"It seems not."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"I haven't heard of it either."
Someone quietly moved over to their side and interjected, "President Ling is focused on her career and doesn't have time to look for anyone."
"I also heard that his parents are very capable."
"That's amazing. His mother is a professor at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, specializing in ceramics. Our company was originally founded by his mother."
My colleague exclaimed "Wow!" and then asked, "What about his dad?"
"Take a guess?"
"I don't know, I heard it's from the military."
"A general-level officer, isn't that impressive?"
Junior colleague: "...Awesome, really awesome."
"His grandfather is the most awesome one."
"..."
Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
The newbie who just entered the workplace has become a capable employee, but what remains unchanged is that they are still gossipy.
"Have you heard? Isn't Mr. Ling pursuing a girl?"
"Yes, I also have my suspicions. During the meeting, my assistant called from a Hong Kong auction and said that he had won a set of red agate jewelry, probably for that girl."
"Ah, isn't it a ruby? Rubies are so expensive."
"No, it's red agate. Many people have heard about it."
"If it were me, I would want the ruby."
"Me too. Haha."
In the office, the man's well-defined fingers toyed with several agate ornaments his assistant had brought back: "The quality is good. Are they definitely from the Song Dynasty?"
"Confirmed," the assistant replied. "It has been verified by experts."
“Very well, I have something to do tonight, please take it to the courtyard house for me.”
The assistant paused for a moment, then realized, "Is it for Professor Li?"
The man looked up: "Otherwise what?"
Professor Li has recently returned to studying Ru porcelain. One summer evening at dusk, his assistant stood in front of a courtyard house, and through the wooden gate, overheard Professor Li complaining to Ling Jianwei in the courtyard that the imported agate was still somewhat lacking.
"How frustrating, I've ruined another one."
Ling Jianwei's tone remained casual: "What should we do?"
"I told you before I'd use antique agate, and now I really want to try it, but isn't that too extravagant?" Li Yue looked at him pitifully. "Can I try it if I'm frugal?"
Ling Jianwei: "It should have been delivered by now."
"What?"
The assistant standing outside the door paused for a moment; he had made a mistake again.
At first, I thought that President Ling had finally found a girl he liked and was going to spend a fortune on her. But it turned out to be a gift to his mother. Now I understand completely that it was a gift from General Ling to his wife.
At the same time, a handsome man in a black shirt, his wristwatch gleaming silver, was walking with a girl on a street frequented by nearby college students.
The girl had a pure and innocent appearance, bright eyes, and long, strong fingers. She said, "You asked me to treat you to a meal as a thank you, but why did you ask me to bring you here? The street food I usually eat at costs five or six yuan, which is considered expensive. I just received my salary and can take you to a nicer restaurant."
After her family's fortunes declined, the girl worked part-time playing the piano at a coffee shop while attending university. In the years since the piano was sold, she hadn't practiced her piano skills, but the muscle memory returned as soon as her fingers touched the keys; she loved her job. One night after her shift, she was harassed by some thugs. Mr. Ling stopped his car and helped her chase them away…
The man looked at her tenderly: "After you finish eating, I'll take you to the coffee shop so I can listen to you play the piano."
The girl responded, then looked at him with a puzzled expression: "How did you know I was playing the piano there?"
The man smiled slightly: "You're so focused on playing the piano that you don't notice the other customers."
"..."
People came and went all around, and the air was filled with the smells of barbecue and spicy hot pot.
The streetlights are on, and the everyday life of people is in full swing.
-The End-
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Author's Note: Hooray for the ending! Actually, the last few chapters are all side stories. Kind as I am, I still managed to give the young master a romantic pairing in the end~~~~
My next book is "The Pretty Little Aunt in the Family Compound [1980s]". This one will be a bit longer, maybe 400,000 words? I'll save up 200,000 words before releasing it~~~~
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Cute and pretty x aloof and gentle, parasitic trope, pseudo-bone
In 1985, a beautiful little girl, ten years old, with fair skin and a delicate appearance, came to the residential compound of a third-line factory in central China and was fostered by the He family.
On her way home from school, a mischievous boy snatched her schoolbag. He Jingsheng, a high school student, rode by on his bicycle and coldly glanced at her, saying, "Get lost."
Ye Chuqing looked at He Jingsheng, who was very handsome and had a cool demeanor, and said, "Thank you, Uncle."
The classmate sitting on the back of the bicycle laughed loudly: "Awesome, Brother Sheng! According to seniority, even your mother has to call her 'Little Aunt,' and everyone in our college calls her 'Little Aunt.'"
Ye Chuqing whispered, "He's the one who told me to call him 'Uncle'."
He Jingsheng lifted Ye Chuqing onto the bicycle crossbar: "Auntie, let's go home."
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To support the construction, employees from all over the country gathered together at the Third Front factory. The He family came from Beijing and doted on Ye Chuqing.
Many girls in the family compound secretly like He Jingsheng. They gave Ye Chuqing a packet of plum powder and asked her to deliver love letters to He Jingsheng.
He Jingsheng felt helpless every time he received a love letter, and in the end he would just smile and ask, "Are the snacks they gave you tasty?"
Ye Chuqing: "Delicious."
"That's good."
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With the factory's restructuring and relocation, the He family returned to Beijing.
The little girl grew into a beautiful woman, regained her memories of transmigrating into the book, and was taken away by her birth mother.
Soon after, He Jingsheng found her, helped her with her college admissions, and also helped her get rid of various suitors.
Not long after, He Jingsheng hugged her, nuzzled her hair, and said he still preferred to call her Little Aunt.
But only in bed.
illustrate:
1. The story spans the 1980s and 1990s. The female protagonist transmigrates into a book but temporarily loses her memory.
2. The male and female protagonists are not related by blood and are not on the same household registration.
3. Focuses on family matters and personal relationships; career prospects are relatively weak.
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