"Grandpa, please try the cold noodles I made and see if they suit your taste." Zhong Yuxiu was holding a bowl of dry cold noodles. Yan Rushan followed behind her with two bowls in his hands, each with a pair of chopsticks on it.
Yan Rushan sat down at the table, put down what he was holding, and looked at the old man. "Grandpa, come over for a midnight snack."
"I'm here." Yan Guofeng put down the book in his hand, stood up and sat down at the table. He took the bowl of cold noodles handed to him by Zhong Yuxiu, picked up his chopsticks and said, "You two were gone for a long time. Did you encounter any problems outside?"
Zhong Yuxiu shook her head. "No, I just stayed at the Wan family for a while longer, which is why I came back late. I'm sorry to have worried you, but Rushan and I had a smooth trip back and forth."
Yan Guofeng looked at his eldest grandson and felt relieved when he nodded. "Have a midnight snack. After the snack, go to the room to check on the three children. They have started to recognize you. They were still waiting for you before going to bed, but they fell asleep because they were too sleepy." As to whether they were waiting for Yan Rushan or Zhong Yuxiu, he guessed that only the three children knew.
"Okay, we'll go after we pack up." Yan Rushan just nodded lightly and gave a bowl of cold noodles to his wife.
Gu Lingguo and Fang Guozhong brought out cold noodles. The two bowls in their hands were almost the same as the two bowls in front of Yan Rushan and his wife, and were even a little taller.
After having a midnight snack and drinking some juice to cleanse his stomach, Yan Guofeng said he was sleepy and went back to his room to sleep. As soon as the old man left, Gu Lingguo and Fang Guozhong took the initiative to clear the dishes, wash the tableware and clean the kitchen.
Yan Rushan and his wife took advantage of the time to digest the food to go to their children's rooms first; since they had to digest the food anyway, it was not suitable to take a bath or do strenuous exercise within half an hour after a meal, so they might as well go to see the children first.
When you push the door open, there is a peaceful atmosphere in the house. Because someone cleans it every day, the house is almost dust-free.
Turning on the lights to illuminate the house, modern bulbs are generally still dim; they also use this type of bulb at home. They work normally during the day and don't work at night, so using this bulb is better for the eyes. Incandescent light is too strong and has a certain degree of damage to the eyes, and is not as eye-friendly as the bulbs from the 1970s and 1980s.
Older generations say that light bulbs from the 1970s and 1980s were bad and prone to tinnitus. A local dialect term for poor night vision suggests it's a disease, perhaps caused by the bulbs. This isn't true; incandescent bulbs can also damage vision to a certain extent, offering a shocking white light. Light bulbs from the 1970s and 1980s, on the other hand, produce a dim, yellowish glow that's actually better for the eyes, though they shouldn't be used frequently.
Comparing the two, there are both advantages and disadvantages; it mainly depends on whether the individual can control himself, manage time properly, and use his eyes properly.
"They sleep so soundly." She was a little envious. The three sleeping babies were so adorable, their little faces rosy and their mouths moving from time to time. Suddenly, the third baby stirred, turning over and pressing on the eldest baby, turning over flexibly. "They are carefree. They eat and play, and sleep when they are tired. They don't have to think about anything, and they don't have to worry about anything."
"No wonder you're so fat."
Her smile froze, and she turned around to glare at the man behind her, saying unhappily, "Children are cute only when they are chubby. Skinny ones are worrying. Our three children have rosy complexions, are lively and active, and look particularly plump. You can tell at a glance that they are very healthy."
Yan Rushan:...I guess every mother thinks her children are good?
Not getting a response from Yan Rushan, Zhong Yuxiu raised her eyebrows proudly and reached out to touch her sons' chubby faces. They were so adorable that people wanted to kiss them.
"This is my son."
Yan Rushan looked puzzled, "Of course it's your son."
"My sons, I kiss them whenever I want." Without giving Yan Rushan a chance to react, she leaned over and kissed each of her three sons on the face. The third son, who had rolled over and was lying on top of the eldest, had only half of his face exposed, so she kissed that half. After the kiss, she looked up at Yan Rushan and smiled, "Your sons' little faces are so tender!"
Yan Rushan's gaze turned from calm to knowing, staring at his wife's smug smile; he felt that if he didn't deal with this woman, she would become even more unscrupulous in the future, so he reached out, picked her up and walked out.
"Hey, Yan Rushan, what are you doing? I haven't seen enough." Zhong Yuxiu asked with a smile, swinging her legs, without any intention of resisting.
"Fairy."
Yan Rushan's breathing became heavier.
Zhong Yuxiu smiled happily, "What nonsense are you talking about? But are you sure we want to go back to the room now? Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"Wash later."
After that, Zhong Yuxiu couldn't remember how she took a shower. She only knew that she slept until noon the next day. Her face was almost gone when she went to her grandmother's house, but her body was dry. She changed into pajamas and wrapped herself in the quilt.
"It's over." It was rare for her to sleep so late before getting up. She could imagine what kind of strange looks she would face when she went out.
"Yuxiu, are you awake?"
Yan Rushan walked in from outside with a tray in his hand. He walked to the bedside, placed the tray on the small stool beside the bed, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, lowering his head to look at the person wrapped in the quilt.
The person under the quilt moved slightly. Zhong Yuxiu angrily pulled back the quilt and glared at him fiercely.
Yan Rushan chuckled and pulled the man out of the bed. "Get up and eat something. If you are still sleepy, I will accompany you to sleep for a while."
"Why should I sleep? I haven't been to the research institute today." Not only did he delay his work, but it seemed like everyone living in the same yard knew what they had done. It was so embarrassing.
"It's a waste of a day. Your research institute is currently working hard to study the data you provided! Once they figure it out, it won't be too late for her to go over there."
Zhong Yuxiu quickly shook her head, "That's different. There's a huge difference between having a backbone and not having one."
"But you have your own things to do." Yan Rushan said seriously, "You should learn to let go when it's time to let go. Doing everything yourself is not a good thing; you will be the one who works hard, while others will be comfortable."
"I know, but scientific research is rigorous. I can't let my subordinates do whatever they want just for the sake of comfort. I not only want to get results, but also know the process, their strengths and weaknesses in research. Only after I have trained them, I have the right to seek comfort." Not all things can be let go. Yan Rushan has many brothers to help him, and he has trained many good people in the past few years. He can fully control the affairs in the business world, and it is nothing to take a step back occasionally.
She's different! The team has just been assembled, and if they let go now, won't they be able to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble?
The institute has undergone a personnel change, but a lot of new people have joined the institute; not counting the researchers, just the logistics and helping workers, who knows which faction they belong to.
The Medical Research Institute has not made any major contributions over the years. Doesn’t that mean they are being condoned?
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