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Qin Yuanzheng had originally planned to spend more time with Qiao Lanshu.

But there were still things to do at the military base that needed his attention.

After all, it was an independent regiment, without any division commanders to supervise him. He had to do everything himself and couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

He spent some time with Qiao Lanshu at the food factory before preparing to leave.

But she still felt reluctant to part with him, and would occasionally glance at Qiao Lanshu's belly.

He was afraid that something might happen to Qiao Lanshu if he wasn't there.

He observed Qiao Lanshu's work.

Actually, being a warehouse clerk is a very easy job.

When someone came to pick up the goods, Qiao Lanshu would take the key and open the door for them.

Then she just waits at the door. Once the other party picks up the goods, she checks the goods against the receipt, and then she can lock the door and come back.

Qin Yuanzheng expressed great satisfaction with Qiao Lanshu's work.

When Qiao Lanshu returned, he whispered, "Wife, I have to go to a meeting at the mine."

He's already wasted most of the morning, and if he keeps dragging this out, he's afraid he won't be able to leave work on time tonight.

He wanted to go home early to cook for his wife.

Qiao Lanshu nodded, looking at Qin Yuanzheng with some reluctance, and said softly, "Then drive carefully."

Qin Yuanzheng nodded, looking at Qiao Lanshu as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Qiao Lanshu nudged him: "Go quickly, or it will be lunchtime again."

Qin Yuanzheng: "..."

Qin Yuanzheng then emerged, glancing back every few steps.

However, after leaving the warehouse, Qin Yuanzheng did not leave the food factory directly but went back to the mining area to work.

He turned and walked straight towards the factory manager's office;

He came to see his cousin, Yang Wenyan.

It's almost the end of the year, and all sorts of things, big and small, have piled up at the factory. Yang Wenyan is busy organizing stacks of materials and checking various data in preparation for his year-end report to his superiors.

Once this busy period is over and the report is successfully approved, everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief and prepare for the Lunar New Year in peace.

Qin Yuanzheng walked to the door of the factory director's office and knocked.

Before he married Qiao Lanshu, he almost never visited Yang Wenyan at the food factory.

Even though his cousin invited him to dinner time and time again, he always made excuses and rarely showed up.

At that time, he devoted himself entirely to the mining area, leaving before dawn and returning only after dark, making it difficult for Yang Wenyan to even see him.

But things are different now.

Since getting married, he's been going to the food factory more times than he did in the previous few years combined.

A slightly tired voice came from inside the office: "Come in, the door's unlocked."

Qin Yuanzheng gently pushed open the door and walked in. His gaze swept over the towering pile of documents on the table, and he asked, "Cousin, are you busy?"

Yang Wenyan was engrossed in organizing a thick stack of report documents, his pen scratching across the paper. Hearing the sound, he abruptly looked up, and when he saw who it was, his face clearly showed surprise: "Yuanzheng? What brings you here?"

Qin Yuanzheng closed the door behind him, cutting off the noise in the hallway, before speaking: "I dropped my wife off at work and stopped by to see you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wenyan was first startled, and then began to have doubts.

Why does this sound so unbelievable?

Did you happen to come see him?

Does Qin Yuanzheng seem like the kind of person who would deliberately take a detour to visit him?

He used to be impossible to get up when I called him, but today he came to my door on his own initiative. He must have something on his mind.

Yang Wenyan didn't point it out, and quickly put down his pen, saying warmly, "Then sit down for a while and rest. After I finish this, we'll go to the cafeteria for lunch together."

Qin Yuanzheng didn't move, but shook his head: "I won't sit, cousin."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious, "I came to see you because I want to talk to you about something."

As he spoke, the usual composure on his face faded slightly, and a rare hint of hesitation appeared.

Seeing this, Yang Wenyan became even more curious. He immediately put down the documents and pen in his hand and casually said, "What is it? Just tell me directly, why are you being so polite with me?"

Qin Yuanzheng spun around twice, his fingers unconsciously clenching. He hesitated for a while before finally speaking, his voice very soft: "I think... please take good care of Xiao Qiao."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wenyan breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand with a smile: "Hey, I thought it was something serious. Didn't you already tell me about this? What happened? Did Xiao Qiao suffer some injustice at the warehouse?"

Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.

Qiao Lanshu was assigned as a warehouse manager. He had a small, separate room, which was essentially a separate office.

You don't have to squeeze in with the people in the workshop, and you don't have to worry about anyone's mood. You can stay quietly in the room every day, taking stock of the goods and keeping accounts. It is one of the few leisurely and respectable jobs in the entire food factory.

As Yang Wenyan was thinking this, he heard Qin Yuanzheng lower his voice and say in a particularly serious tone, "Yes, I did say that before, but this time, the situation is a bit special."

Qin Yuanzheng took two steps forward and approached Yang Wenyan's desk, lowering his voice even further: "Xiao Qiao is pregnant, and I'm worried that her body can't handle it."

"What?!"

Yang Wenyan slammed his hand on the table, his voice rising sharply, his eyes widening in shock as he stared at Qin Yuanzheng, unable to believe his ears: "Who did you say is pregnant?"

Qin Yuanzheng was stunned by his shout and didn't respond for a moment.

It's no wonder my cousin reacted so strongly. Actually, when he heard the doctor's words at the hospital today, he was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He felt like he was walking on clouds and even thought he was dreaming.

Seeing Qin Yuanzheng remain silent, Yang Wenyan grew even more anxious. She immediately walked around the desk, stood in front of him, nudged him lightly with her elbow, and glared at him, urging, "Hey, why do you stop halfway through your sentence? You just said, who's pregnant?"

Qin Yuanzheng touched his nose, a rare hint of unease appearing on his face, his tone carrying a confusion he himself didn't realize: "Maybe... my wife?"

Yang Wenyan: "..."

He was truly impressed by his cousin.

"possible?"

Yang Wenyan pointed at him helplessly, "Yuanzheng, you're usually so decisive and efficient in your words and actions, never so hesitant. You never utter a word about things you're unsure of. What's wrong with you today?"

Qin Yuanzheng frowned deeply, his expression grave: "Yes, I've been quite flustered today... Xiao Qiao, she must be pregnant."

Yang Wenyan stared at him again: "Should?"

Qin Yuanzheng nodded earnestly: "Of course."

Yang Wenyan was getting impatient with his contradictory words.

Too lazy to argue with Qin Yuanzheng anymore, he shoved him aside, grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, and headed for the door: "Forget it, I can't explain it to you. I'll go ask Xiao Qiao myself!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out of the office and headed straight for the warehouse.

Qin Yuanzheng stood there, watching his cousin's hurried figure disappear into the distance. He opened his mouth, then sighed and silently followed behind.

The factory workers they encountered on the road all became anxious upon seeing Yang Wenyan's worried appearance.

Whispers began to circulate: "What happened? What major incident has occurred at our factory?"

"The last time the factory manager was this anxious was when a murder occurred at our factory."

"Oh no, it's almost the end of the year! Could something terrible have happened again? Can't we even have a proper New Year?"

……

Yang Wenyan arrived at the entrance of the food factory's warehouse, where Qiao Lanshu was sitting and reading a book.

Yang Wenyan knocked on the window: "Comrade Xiao Qiao, Comrade Xiao Qiao?"

Qiao Lanshu: "..."

What wind blew the factory manager here? She wondered if she had made any mistakes in her work.