When he opened his mouth, Jiao Bo realized that his voice was hoarse and it was difficult for him to speak, which was probably caused by being too tired.
Jiao Bo looked remorseful and said, "Go back and rest quickly. Don't rush back to the lab these two days. I'll personally talk to the dean about asking for leave."
Wen Yanqing had been running back and forth for more than ten days and was indeed very tired, so he nodded.
With that he turned and went back to the dormitory.
An Yuemei came out of the office and saw Wen Yanqing. She quickly chased after him and said, "Comrade Wen, when you left, a comrade named Pu called twice and asked you to call him as soon as you get back."
Wen Yanqing paused when he heard this, then turned and went to the telephone room to call Park Jianjun.
After hanging up the phone, he did not return to the dormitory, but turned around and left the research center.
**
To celebrate Grandpa Jiang's discharge from the hospital and also to celebrate Jiang Yunfan's return to school tomorrow, the Jiang family decided to do something very ceremonial tonight, which is to make dumplings for the whole family.
The whole family gathered in the living room to make dumplings together. Even the little guy Jiang Yunzhou nods over to bring his own little stool, stands on it, lies on the edge of the table, and uses his short little hands to pinch the flour, imitating the adults as he makes dumplings seriously.
She was still muttering in a low voice: "Sister, you have worked hard. I will make more for her. This one is for her, this one is for her, this one is for grandpa, and this one is for Zhou Zhou."
Jiang Yu was amused by Zhou Zhou's serious look like a little adult. Seeing the dumplings full of patches, she resisted the urge to laugh and shrugged her shoulders to continue concentrating on the work at hand.
As a member of the cooking team, Jiang Yu’s dumplings are undoubtedly the best-looking.
At first, Grandpa Jiang made dumplings that looked almost like Zhou Zhou's, but he remembered that he had learned how to make dumplings. After observing for a few times, he was able to make them look like dumplings in a way that was just barely recognizable. They were much better than at the beginning.
Jiang Yunfan's clumsy hands were beyond Jiang Yu's expectation. It was too eye-catching. She thought that as a fashion designer in his previous life, he must have strong hands-on skills.
Who would have thought that the dumplings he made were all crooked and ugly, and even worse, some of them were full of holes!
Grandpa Jiang looked at Jiang Yunfan with disdain: "Your hand is definitely not as clumsy as mine! It's so ugly."
He had never made dumplings so ugly before, and he completely forgot the time when Grandma Jiang taught him how to make dumplings and made him doubt his life.
Seeing Grandpa Jiang looking at him, Jiang Yunfan blushed and retorted, "Grandpa, I've never done this before. I'll practice a little more and I'll learn it quickly."
"Brother's dumplings are so ugly!"
Jiang Yunzhou was small, but he couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
Jiang Yunfan took a handful of flour and smeared it on his face: "How dare you say that to me? The dumplings you make are uglier than mine!"
Jiang Yunzhou felt wronged and pouted, saying, "I'm still young. I'll make beautiful dumplings like my sister in the future. My brother is so old now, but his dumplings are still as ugly as yours!"
Jiang Yunfan made a face at him: "Lelelel, you stinky Zhouzhou, I'm your brother, I'm ugly and you're ugly too, and your dumplings are even uglier!"
The two brothers started arguing, and in the end Jiang Yunzhou got angry and pouted, saying, "Brother, when I grow up I won't take care of your shit and pee!"
“Puff—”
Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing when they heard this.
Jiang Yunfan had told Jiang Yunzhou before that he would take care of him now, and when he got old, Jiang Yunzhou would take care of him back, feeding him and taking care of his excrement and urine. Jiang Yunzhou agreed.
I just didn’t expect that now that the two of them were arguing, the little guy didn’t want to take care of the shit and urine anymore.
Jiang Yu laughed so hard that tears came out. Grandpa Jiang beside her also curled up the corners of his mouth, with tears in the corners of his eyes and a smile full of relief. It has been a long time since we have seen such a happy scene.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the yard.
The Jiang family members were all stunned.
Jiang Yu was the first to react and wiped her hands clean before saying, "I'll go open the door. You guys continue making dumplings."
After saying that, she walked out with her long legs.
When she reached the wooden door, she whispered through it, "Who is it?"
There was silence outside the door, and then a hoarse voice was heard.
"It's me, Wen Yanqing."
Wen Yanqing?
Why is he here?
Jiang Yu then opened the door and saw Wen Yanqing standing at the door, looking exhausted, with a haggard face and appearing to have lost a lot of weight.
Wen Yanqing looked at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
The bright moon was like water, and her eyes sparkled as if moistened by water, making her look even more charming and attractive.
Jiang Yu asked doubtfully, "Comrade Wen, you're back? When did you come back?"
"Today at noon."
Wen Yanqing spoke with difficulty, his voice sounding even hoarser than before.
Is there something wrong? Why did you come to see her as soon as you got back?
However, seeing that he looked tired and his eyelids were drooping, Jiang Yu paused and did not ask.
Jiang Yu moved aside and let him in: "Come in quickly, Comrade Wen probably hasn't eaten yet, right?"
Wen Yanqing's ears felt hot and he shook his head: "Not yet."
At that time, he called Park Jianjun and heard what happened to the Jiang family. He rushed over in a fit of anger.
After getting off the car and being blown by the wind, he came to his senses and felt that he had been too impulsive in coming here.
But since he had already arrived in the city, he thought about it and decided to come over.
Jiang Yu closed the wooden door and said with a smile, "Then you're in for a treat. We're making dumplings right now."
He was so tired that he didn't want to eat anything, but when he thought of the delicious food she made, Wen Yanqing couldn't help swallowing.
The two walked side by side into the living room, the moonlight shining on them, and their shadows on the ground were long and short.
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