80s control group: After the marriage exchange, I was loved by the group

Chapter 62 He Doesn't Believe in Those Dog Men

Qin Yang looked at one of the two letters with a gentle gaze and hummed, which was considered as an acknowledgement of what Li Wei said.

Li Wei took a breath and thought, No, he couldn't stay with this guy any longer. He turned around and saw Zhang Dawei who was going to get food, and raised his hand holding the letter.

"Dawei, are you going to get food? Oh, I was so busy getting the letter that I almost missed dinner time. Go and save a spot for me first. I'll go get the rice bowl. Otherwise, my wife is such a spendthrift. She writes letters whenever she has nothing to do. Why is she so clingy? What can she say all day long?"

Zhang Dawei, who was called, looked puzzled. He scratched his head in confusion until the person walked away.

Just as he was about to continue walking forward, he saw Qin Yang coming over, "Engineer Qin, when did our cafeteria need to occupy space for eating?"

Not many people were eating in the cafeteria, so they all took it back.

Qin Yang nodded seriously and raised the letter in his hand. "Yes, I received two letters from home. I don't know what was written in the letters. Please take up some space in the cafeteria for me. I will put the letters back first."

Zhang Dawei: “…”

I always feel full before I even go to the cafeteria.

Qin Yang returned to the office and didn't rush to the cafeteria. He sat behind his desk and looked at the two envelopes.

The postmarks are different dates.

They are far away from the town, so it is not easy for the postman to come here, and it is common for letters to pile up.

He recognized the words on the envelopes. The one with the earlier postmark date was written by his eldest brother, probably written to him by his parents. The other one was written by Lin Chuxia, and this was the first time she took the initiative to write to him.

The corners of his lips curled up, he put his brother's letter aside, and opened Lin Chuxia's first.

Qin Yang read the contents of a piece of letter twice, and the curve of his lips deepened the more he read.

I didn't expect that she actually opened a bun shop. I guess the business is very good. It's good this way as it keeps the stall from being exposed to the wind, sun and rain.

Qin Yang thought of her fair skin and delicate face, and realized that she must be unable to resist the sun.

His face felt a little hot. He picked up the cup of water beside him, drank some cold water, and continued reading the letter.

She also met an interesting old man and took him as her master. She said that her master was also his, and that she would be filial to her elders in the future, and hoped that he could understand.

Qin Yang smiled silently. Since everything that belonged to her was his, he could naturally understand that. He would be as filial to his master as she was to his elder.

Qin Yang finally spread the letter on the table, his dark eyes filled with tiny lights.

Glancing at the calendar on the desk, they had been separated for two whole months.

I didn't expect that she had done so much in two months and her life was so wonderful.

He missed her and wanted to see her shop, her master, and how busy she was every day.

Picking up another envelope, Qin Yang opened it slowly.

My eldest brother's handwriting is as ugly as ever. After reading my wife's letter, my eldest brother's handwriting looks like dog crawling.

Hey, it’s not written on behalf of your parents. Qin Yang almost lost his patience. If it weren’t for the brotherhood of more than 20 years, he would have wanted to throw this pile of crap directly into the trash can.

The buns made by my brother-in-law are delicious. My brother-in-law is very skilled and her bun shop is doing a booming business.

Isn't this nonsense? How can the buns made by his wife not be delicious? How can the business of such delicious buns not be good?
Business is so good, how can I not ask for help...wait...

Qin Yang sat up straight and read the contents carefully, word by word.

The bun shop actually hired a man as an assistant, and he was an educated youth who had returned to the city. The eldest brother said he was a complete gigolo.

Qin Yang unconsciously raised his hand and touched his face. When he realized what he was doing, his face instantly turned darker.

He quickly took out the letter paper and started to write a reply. He just wrote the word "Lin" and then stopped.

After just three days of contact after their marriage, Qin Yang knew that his wife was a very opinionated woman. She did business from setting up a street stall to opening a steamed buns shop. Even men might not have her courage and ability.

She had done so much in her hometown, but as her husband, she only knew from the letters that she had not been able to help her at all.

What did he write back? Asking her why she wanted to hire a male employee? Wasn't it obvious that he didn't trust her?

Qin Yang asked himself, he believed in Lin Chuxia's character, but his wife was so outstanding that he didn't trust those bastards.

He held the pen for a long time without writing anything, and finally his eyes fell on the calendar.

………………

When Bai Xiaoming finished his work, he saw that it was already past lunchtime. Instead of going home, he went straight to the cafeteria with his lunch bowl.

I saw Zhang Dawei sitting in the middle of the empty cafeteria. Then I looked at the empty rice bowl in front of him and asked in confusion, "Why are you meditating here? Have you finished your work?"

Zhang Dawei seemed to have seen a savior. "Engineer Qin asked me to give him a spot in the cafeteria. Engineer Li has finished his meal and left, but Engineer Qin hasn't come yet. I was wondering whether I should continue to wait for him. Engineer Bai, you're here just in time. Please give Engineer Qin a spot."

"Occupy the land?" Bai Xiaoming pointed around. "Did Engineer Qin let you occupy it?"

Zhang Dawei nodded, "Yes, Engineer Qin let me take it."

He raised his hand and kicked him, "I see you're itching for trouble. You're so lazy that you're making up lies. Get out of here and do what you need to do."

Bai Xiaoming has a good temper and is not a fool.

Zhang Dawei was kicked for no apparent reason, and he covered his buttocks aggrievedly, "It was really Engineer Qin who let me take it. If you don't believe me, go ask Engineer Qin."

"You're not leaving?"

Bai Xiaoming raised his leg again. Zhang Dawei saw this and ran away. After running two steps, he forgot to take the food bowl. He came back carefully and snatched the food bowl away.

Bai Xiaoming sneered and went to the canteen chef to see if there was any food left.

After the canteen chef made him a stir-fry, Bai Xiaoming was carrying the rice bowl and was about to reach the office when he suddenly turned around and went to Qin Yang's office.

I knocked on the door twice and pushed it open when I heard the sound from inside.

Seeing him sitting behind his desk with a frown on his face, as if he was thinking about something difficult, I couldn't help but ask, "Have you eaten?"

"No, I'll be there in a minute."

Qin Yang finally put the cap on the pen and put away the letter paper on the desk.

Only then did Bai Xiaoming notice that he was reading the letter, "Is there something going on at home?" Otherwise why would he have such an expression.

"No," Qin Yang stood up and took the rice bowl, then thought of something and looked at Bai Xiaoming, "How many days off can we have for Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Bai Jiaoming found it interesting that this workaholic would also ask about vacations.

He held up a finger and said, "One day, your sister-in-law said that you and Li Wei came to our house to liven things up."

Qin Yang pursed his lips and said carefully, "Can you give me five more days?"

It takes three days on the road, six days round trip, so he can go back and see her.

Bai Xiaoming came close to him and looked at his face, "Is there something wrong?"

Seeing that Qin Yang didn't say anything, he continued, "If there is something wrong at home, you can take a leave. I will apply for it for you. But you have to come back as soon as possible after dealing with the matter. You also know that it gets cold early here. I am afraid that the project will not be able to proceed before December. According to the current progress of the project, there can be no problems..."

(End of this chapter)