70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 395 Letter

The more she spoke, the uglier He Yuan's expression became.

Chen Qing tapped his brow in thought: "What local specialties do we have here? We can't send fruit, and meat... I remember we have dried small fish at home, can we send that? Hmm?"

She looked up.

He Yuan's lips were pressed straight, and his dark eyes were fixed on her.

Chen Qing immediately stood up obediently and explained, "She's a female comrade."

He Yuan's expression softened slightly: "I didn't say anything."

Chen Qing: "..."

His expression suggested he was about to catch his wife cheating.

"You're right, I've always thought you were a very generous person."

He Yuan silently looked away and offered her some advice: "Dried fish, dried vegetables, longan, and black tea are all good for storing."

"Row."

Chen Qing wrote it down.

Go back to your room and write a letter.

Her flattering words were so obsequious that even she herself felt a little uncomfortable.

It's like they're after something from someone else.

To appear more normal, Chen Qing had no choice but to write another letter.

weigh every word.

Try your best to appear cultured.

After a busy night, Chen Qing was finally satisfied. That evening, he showed it to He Yuan and asked, "How is it? Isn't it well written?"

He Yuan's expression grew increasingly strange as he read the letter: "You should write your gender down, otherwise if someone sees the letter, they'll think you're harassing them."

"Hey, what do you mean? I've already been very restrained!"

Chen Qing punched him.

"I love you... I've been thinking about you day and night ever since we parted... My greatest belief in life right now is to fulfill your dream..."

He Yuan couldn't even continue reading. If Chen Qing's idol were a man, he would consider breaking the law and killing him.

Chen Qing listened to his lines and also felt something was off: "But I'm already toning it down!"

She was like a fangirl, who got to meet her idol because of the perk of time travel.

Imagine, who could calmly write a letter when they can be friends with their idol!

It must be filled with countless words of praise.

He Yuan was shocked: "You've toned it down?"

"correct."

"What did you write it like before?"

"Na."

Chen Qing showed him the first letter.

He Yuan glanced at it, then immediately closed the case and asked Chen Qing seriously, "Are you sure that's a woman?"

"Nonsense, I wouldn't show you if you were a guy. I would definitely write it secretly." Chen Qing rolled his eyes.

He Yuan was speechless.

That seems to make sense.

Chen Qing then said, "I'm showing it to you so you can check for any grammatical errors or typos!"

"You've never acted like this when you write to me..."

He Yuan began the inspection with a resentful tone.

"It's as if it's so nice of you to write me a letter."

Chen Qing really wanted to complain that someone's letters were like a broken record, constantly repeating the same sentence.

But when he writes letters to others, he analyzes things carefully and draws blueprints with smooth and beautiful lines. He never repeats himself, and his letters always take several sheets of paper.

And she, as his other half, had nothing!

He Yuan honestly examined her and said, "She's fine."

"That's fine."

Chen Qing carefully put the letter away.

The two went to wash up separately. While chatting in bed, Chen Qing asked He Yuan, "What did Director Liu want to talk to you about when you went to see him?"

"It's nothing, go to sleep."

He Yuan wanted to turn off the lights.

Chen Qing didn't want to; she wanted to chat: "Tell me quickly!"

He Yuan replied: "Talking about changing positions didn't work out. He told me to work hard, that's about it."

Chen Qing raised an eyebrow: "That's it? He didn't tell you to take any shortcuts or anything?"

He Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.

"He Yuan..." Chen Qing called out softly.

He Yuan said helplessly, "He wants me to try for the position of director of the research institute."

"You didn't agree, did you?"

Chen Qing became nervous.

The director of a research institute must serve for three years; this is an ironclad rule!

It's not that ironclad rules can't be broken; after all, rules are rigid, but people are flexible. The problem is that He Yuan's status has just improved, and he forcefully breaks the rules set by the national leaders, which would be very disadvantageous for him.

"No, what do you take me for?"

He Yuan pinched her cheek.

Chen Qing felt guilty.

That's not because she got a promotion.

He also said he wanted a promotion.

This made her afraid that He Yuan might suddenly act impulsively and agree: "It's good that he didn't agree."

He Yuan: "We are revolutionary comrades, not enemies of each other."

Chen Qing looked at his serious expression and felt ashamed of her own filthy thoughts.

It made me realize that he was a person from the last century.

Even if he is handsome, it cannot hide the fact that he was born in the 1940s.

Moreover, all those reports he wrote over the years were truly worthwhile.

The ideological transformation was very successful.

This kind of revolutionary ideology is almost ingrained in their bones, which is great.

"You're right. In any case, we must at least stay united internally!"

"Ah."

He Yuan's eyes brightened slightly.

Because of Chen Qing's promotion, he had actually worried that Chen Qing would abandon him.

But after thinking about it carefully, given Chen Qing's character, as long as he wasn't disfigured, Chen Qing wouldn't have any other ideas.

If he is disfigured...

He Yuan decided to stop thinking about such terrifying things for the time being.

Go get some sleep first.

The next morning, Chen Qing told He Yuan, "I'm going to participate in the Women's Federation's activities tonight, so I'll eat in the cafeteria."

"Then I'll take the two kids to the auditorium tonight."

"Row."

After discussing it, the two told their two children and then went to work.

The two children prepared their boxed lunches, packed them into their schoolbags, and then headed off to school.

The thing that frustrated Xiaoyu the most after school started was that somersaults were no longer popular!

Hopscotch is popular now.

Xiao Yu abandoned somersaults without hesitation and chose hopscotch.

He Yuxiang once scolded his sister: "Don't give up your own preferences just to fit in with others."

Xiaoyu thought for a long time before replying to her brother: "But I only like to play."

What you play is not important.

The most important thing is that it's fun and there are lots of people!

He Yuxiang felt that his younger sister was just going with the flow and had no thoughts of her own, so he scolded her, but she didn't understand, which made him even angrier.

When the two arrived at school, Xiaoyu took advantage of the time to go downstairs and play hopscotch with her classmates.

The primary school section consists of the first-grade students and the primary school teachers' offices on the first floor.

The second floor houses the second and third graders.

The third floor houses the fourth and fifth grades.

As second-year students, they moved to the second floor.

Xiaoyu played with the first-grade students until the start of class, then quickly ran upstairs and sat down in her seat.

The homeroom teacher was still Ms. Lin. Ms. Lin asked, "Who is going to the Women's Federation to see the performance tonight? We need to count the number of people affected and write a report on their thoughts with your parents later."

Xiao Yu and He Yuxiang raised their hands.

Mao Mao raised his hand.

Yang Yihe and Wang Wenming did not.

Not many students raised their hands. Teacher Lin registered them one by one and said to the seven students, "Your reports should be at least 100 words long. If you don't know how to write something, use pinyin instead. Your parents' reports should be at least 300 words long. You need to read and write tonight, and you have to hand in your internship reports to the class monitor tomorrow. Do you understand?"

"Listen clearly."

The seven obediently agreed.

(End of this chapter)