This kindness also made her consider the self-esteem and thoughts of this family after they received the funding alone.
Yan Guofeng nodded helplessly. "Forget it, let Dashan handle it. You don't have to ask about this matter. Just focus on your own things. Dashan, do you have any objections?"
"No objection." Yan Rushan shook his head lightly. He really didn't have any idea about this matter. Since the foundation and the transportation company were established one after another, he clearly felt the smoothness of the business.
He was constantly under scrutiny from above, both because he was a member of the Yan family and because he was Yuxiu's husband. He willingly accepted this scrutiny, initially dedicated to the foundation because of his wife. Later, he came to believe that charity was a way to accumulate virtue, a way to serve the country and minimize the chances of children dropping out of school. Later, his actions were no longer solely for his wife.
"Okay, that's the situation. You should finish it as soon as possible. Go back and rest. Yuxiu has been busy all day. Don't let her get tired." Yan Guofeng waved his hand.
Yan Rushan:.......He has been busy all day.
However, his grandfather was unaware of his hard work.
Zhong Yuxiu couldn't help laughing. She was a grown man who didn't show it on the surface, but felt aggrieved inside. She didn't know what to say, so she said goodbye to the old man and quickly took Yan Rushan away.
After leaving the main hall, Yan Rushan put his arm around her shoulders, his face showing grievance, his tone full of doting on her, "Grandpa is partial, and now he's completely partial to this side."
"Grandpa loves you the most." A smart head of the family will not show partiality to his children and grandchildren in public, especially after they get married; the old man's heart is more inclined towards his daughter-in-law or son-in-law, because he hopes that the other party can live a good life and live a good life together.
This is the elders’ most earnest expectation and blessing.
Yan Rushan chuckled, put his arm around her and walked towards the backyard. After entering the room, he went to the closet to find some clean pajamas and handed them to her.
"Wife, sit down and rest for a while. I'll get you some hot water for a bath."
"Okay, go ahead."
After sending the person away and closing the door, he retrieved today's big data record book from the optical computer and placed it on the table. The optical computer returned to the storage ring, and he took out a pen and scratch paper to calculate, repeatedly extrapolating today's big data. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he had to hurry and finish these small details before he could start the next stage of research tomorrow.
Yan Rushan came back with two buckets of hot water and saw that the door was closed. The shadow of a woman with her head lowered was revealed from inside. He put the buckets into the bathroom first, then turned around and knocked on the door.
"Yuxiu, my daughter-in-law."
"Ah?" Zhong Yuxiu looked up, startled and momentarily bewildered. But she quickly calmed down, put the paper, pen, and booklet into her storage ring, and then stood up to open the door. "Is the water ready?"
Yan Rushan nodded and said, "It's done. Grab your clothes and go take a shower."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhong Yuxiu quickly returned to the inner room, picked up her clothes and walked out.
After losing sight of her, Yan Rushan stepped into the room and walked to the table, following the direction she had been sitting. He sat down in the direction she had been sitting, then placed his hands on the table and lowered his head to write. The scent of ink still lingered in the air, so his wife must have been writing here.
However, my wife didn’t put the things away afterwards, so where did these things go?
I looked left and right, looked under the table, and even felt around on the back of the table; there was nothing wrong, and there was no inner box.
Where does my wife put things?
Zhong Yuxiu came back from taking a shower and saw Yan Rushan sitting at the table. Her heart skipped a beat. "Brother Yan, I'm done. You should go take a shower too."
"No hurry, come sit here with me and let me dry your hair first." His expression was gentle, and he was as gentle and affectionate to her as ever. However, Zhong Yuxiu felt something was wrong. This was very abnormal of Yan Rushan. "What's wrong with you?"
"Come and sit down." Yan Rushan waved at her.
Zhong Yuxiu walked forward with trepidation. Before she could sit down next to him, he pulled her to sit on his lap. A big hand held her shoulder tightly, "Don't move. Just sit like this. I'll wipe your hair."
“No towels…”
"You have a towel on your head." Yan Rushan remained expressionless. He took off the towel tied around her head and wiped her gently and slowly. "Can we stop washing our hair at night? We can wash it during the day. You can take half an hour to come back at noon to wash your hair and have a meal. That should be okay, right? You shouldn't be so busy now."
Zhong Yuxiu felt inexplicably guilty, not knowing what it was. "I only have one project right now, so I'm not that busy. It's just that I want to finish it quickly so I can take a vacation. I plan to take a few months off this time."
"Then take your time. Once you're done, take a break. It's not good for you to keep yourself tense all the time."
His voice was gentle, soft, and tender, but she felt uneasy. "It will be fine once this busy period is over. Besides, I don't need to wash my hair every day. I got some gas from doing experiments in the lab, and I washed it because I felt dirty."
"If you wash your hair at night and don't let it dry thoroughly, you'll get a headache later."
Zhong Yuxiu felt increasingly uneasy. "I understand. From now on, if I want to wash my hair, I'll leave work early and come back to wash my hair before eating."
Yan Rushan pursed his thin lips behind her. He was very clear about the emotional changes of the person next to him. After sleeping in the same bed for several years, he knew all the little habits of his wife.
"young married woman."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Yuxiu turned around and asked in confusion.
Yan Rushan sighed silently, "It's okay. After I dry your hair, you can't go to bed right away. You have to wait until your hair is dry before you can sleep."
"good."
"If you agree quickly, we'll continue next time." Yan Rushan was helpless and pinched his wife's ear, but he couldn't bear to use too much force. "Just rely on your good medical skills. When you have a headache in the future, I'll see what you can do."
Zhong Yuxiu chuckled. This possibility was not impossible, but she was not worried at all.
"Still laughing, give me some snacks."
"Like a mountain."
"Hmm?" Yan Rushan responded softly.
Zhong Yuxiu chuckled and said, "You're becoming more and more talkative. You're turning into a housekeeper."
Yan Rushan pinched her small waist and said, "The housekeeper is also your housekeeper."
"Well, since you're so sweet-mouthed, I don't mind having an extra housekeeper."
"There's no point in complaining. Once the goods are shipped, they can't be returned. Our goods are all good, right?" He leaned close to her ear, blowing gently on her ear with his breath, teasing her subtly, and said ambiguously, "Yan's goods are not easy to return."
Zhong Yuxiu shrank her neck, her ears filled with the hot air he blew, making her feel a little uncomfortable. "Don't talk into my ears, it's itchy."
“Can the goods be returned?”
"No, I won't retreat. Isn't it okay if I don't retreat?"
Of course.
Yan Rushan stepped back, but to his surprise, his wife got up from his legs and ran away.
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