Although some things were briefly mentioned in the letter, telling them face to face made everything more vivid.
Through her description, Yin Yunjie seemed to be able to witness those scenes with his own eyes and paint vivid pictures in his mind.
Upon learning that Jian Shuyue had not only established a cooperative relationship with the supply and marketing cooperative, but had also further expanded to garment factories and food factories, Yin Yunjie felt a surge of admiration in his heart.
In my memory, that night by the river, her unquestionable voice echoed in my ears again: "Marrying me is not without its advantages. I can help you separate from the family and start a business, so that you can support yourself. I won't add any burden to you, nor will I become a problem for you."
It turns out that she not only delivered on her promise, but also did more.
Not only did she properly handle the disputes within the family and support the second wife, but she also cleverly established an equal status with the first wife, causing the second elders to gradually rely on the second wife's family, and naturally reducing their unreasonable difficulties for her.
Yin Yunjie had to admit that Jian Shuyue was an extremely intelligent and clever woman. Every action and every decision she made deeply attracted him, touched his heart and gave rise to a yearning he had never felt before.
During the days of carrying out the mission, especially in the most difficult moments, Yin Yunjie couldn't help but wonder if she would be disappointed if he couldn't return safely, and whether she would be burdened with a heavy yoke.
Especially when she was dying and her consciousness was blurred, he felt particularly guilty towards her. He was even glad that he had foreseen it and prepared a suicide note and divorce agreement in advance, not wanting her young years to be tarnished by him.
Fortunately, the God of Destiny finally favored him. When he woke up and saw her standing by his side, chattering about everything that had happened in the past few days, the warmth of home instantly enveloped him. After living for more than twenty years, he deeply felt the true meaning of life for the first time. All this was due to meeting Jian Shuyue.
Although Xu Qinghe spoke a lot, he never let Wan Ruyi's name pass his lips.
Deep down in her heart, she knew clearly that Yin Yunjie might not have realized the deep affection hidden in Wan Ruyi's heart.
At this moment, if I speak rashly, Yin Yunjie will probably be skeptical. Even if he believes it, he will probably regard it as an ordinary trivial matter and laugh it off.
Therefore, Xu Qinghe secretly decided that it would be more appropriate for her to personally lift the veil when Wan Ruyi appeared next time.
The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the sky with a gentle orange-red. An indescribable loneliness surged in Xu Qinghe's heart, so he decided to go out and buy a newspaper to kill time.
In this era of rapid information development, newspapers are not only a major center for information dissemination, but also a topic of conversation among the people after dinner. Regardless of whether their family is well-off or not, there are always people who are keen on collecting strange stories in newspapers.
When Xu Qinghe was in the countryside, he rarely had the opportunity to buy newspapers. Now that he was in this bustling metropolis, he naturally had to follow the local customs and experience the excitement.
Yin Yunjie lay quietly on the hospital bed, with the dripping of an IV dripping slowly, providing him with life-giving nourishment, but the unhealed scars on his body restricted his freedom of movement.
In order to dispel the dullness in the ward, Xu Qinghe specially picked out a few newspapers and read them to him carefully page by page. The two shared the news in the newspapers in the question and answer process, as if the hustle and bustle of the outside world and the warm atmosphere in the ward were intertwined into a unique melody.
Xu Qinghe read attentively. She found that the content of this newspaper was all-encompassing, interesting, and the layout was cleverly designed. It had the rigor of in-depth reports, but also had some light-hearted and enjoyable columns. The text was professional yet approachable, which was exactly in line with the public's aesthetic taste.
She read with great interest, her voice brisk as a stream. When she came across a particularly interesting passage, she would look up and share it with Yin Yunjie, her brows filled with excitement and joy.
However, Yin Yunjie's gaze would occasionally move away from the newspaper and quietly fall on her focused and charming face.
After not seeing her for a few months, she seemed even more radiant, even her hair was shining with a healthy luster. She had completely shed her former immaturity and rusticity, and turned into a bright and charming woman.
In comparison, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. The years had left their marks on him. If he didn't work harder, he would probably find it difficult to match her radiance.
This thought gave Yin Yunjie an unprecedented sense of urgency.
He knew that only by completing the task could he get the chance of promotion, but at the same time, he had to ensure his own safety because he longed to meet her again and hug the little wife in his heart again.
Just as Xu Qinghe was immersed in the ocean of newspapers, he suddenly looked up and found that Yin Yunjie looked dazed, as if he was in a trance.
"Hey, I was just talking to you about something interesting in the newspaper. Why did you get distracted?"
She chuckled, waving her fingers gently in front of his eyes, trying to bring his thoughts back to reality.
Yin Yunjie was startled, his cheeks slightly red, and he quickly apologized: "Sorry, I was just thinking about something."
He was too shy to speak out, but in fact he was deeply attracted by the charm she exuded inadvertently and was unwilling to admit this irresistible magic.
Xu Qinghe misunderstood his silence, thinking that he was worried about the many things he would have to do after waking up.
"Oh, I see. I won't bother you anymore. I'll continue reading the newspaper."
Her voice was full of understanding and consideration, and she was unaware of the subtle changes in Yin Yunjie's heart.
As the night deepened and the clock pointed to eight o'clock, Xu Qinghe was tossing and turning on the train and felt sleepy like a tide.
She gently closed the newspaper and went to the bathroom to wash up. When she returned, she thoughtfully prepared a basin of warm water for Yin Yunjie, wiped his body meticulously, and even helped him brush his teeth carefully.
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