"Hmm~"

"Xiangyang, the steamed buns are done, but they're a little wobbly," Leqi Xizi said, clutching her heart.

Le Yao seemed to be disturbed by a familiar yet annoying rhythm in her sleep. She groaned in dissatisfaction, unconsciously turned over, turned her back to the source of the sound, and buried her head deeper into the pillow, trying to block out the subtle noise that disturbed her peaceful dream.

However, Leqi was no longer concerned about whether her sister had been woken up. She bit her lower lip, trying hard to suppress the sound that was about to escape her throat.

The soft morning light streamed through the window, casting a hazy glow on her sweaty temples and trembling eyelashes. Looking into Liu Xiangyang's smiling and encouraging eyes, so close to her, she felt herself melting into the warmth of the morning.

In the kitchen, He Xiaoqin was carefully adding water to the pot, preparing to steam buns, while Luo Lan was skillfully mixing cornmeal.

Both of them heard an unusual sound coming from next door. The sound was not loud, but it was unusually clear.

He Xiaoqin's face flushed instantly, and her hand trembled as she added water, almost spilling it. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Luo Lan, her ears burning red.

Roland seemed more composed, though he paused slightly while kneading the dough before resuming his smooth movements.

She glanced up at He Xiaoqin, whose face was flushed and who was at a loss for what to do, and a gentle smile curved her lips as she said softly, "Focus on cooking, Xiaoqin. Make sure the steamed buns are round; they'll taste better when steamed."

Her words acted like a tranquilizer, calming He Xiaoqin's panicked heart somewhat.

He Xiaoqin took a deep breath and tried to focus on the work in her hands, but her flushed face wouldn't go down anytime soon, and she couldn't help but let her mind wander.

As Roland kneaded the dough, he listened to the faint, vibrant sounds, and a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

She knew it was Xiangyang and Leqi. In this family, everyone expressed love and acceptance in different ways. Leqi seemed calm, but she also had her own passion and dependence. And her heart involuntarily quickened a few beats.

On the kang (heated brick bed), Leqi finally couldn't hold on any longer and leaned limply against Liu Xiangyang's shoulder, breathing heavily. Liu Xiangyang held her sweat-dampened back, gently stroking it, and whispered in her ear, "The steamed bun tastes good."

Leqi blushed and lightly punched him, saying breathlessly, "You...you're the steamed bun..." She buried her face in his neck to calm her breathing, while also hearing the sounds coming from the kitchen.

"Yao Yao seems to be waking up..." Le Qi felt her younger sister move beside her and whispered a reminder.

Liu Xiangyang glanced at Le Yao, who still had her eyes closed but her brows were slightly furrowed, and chuckled as he pinched Le Qi's cheek: "Let her sleep a little longer, she was exhausted last night. We should get up too, otherwise Bingbing will be knocking on the door soon."

The two lingered for a few more moments before quietly getting up and dressing. Le Qi went to wake Le Yao, who was still half asleep, while Liu Xiangyang pushed open the door and headed towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, steam rose, and the aroma of steamed cornbread wafted out. He Xiaoqin was adding the last bit of firewood to the stove when she saw Liu Xiangyang enter. Her face flushed again, and she quickly lowered her head to tend to the firewood. Luo Lan, meanwhile, was shaping the kneaded dough into balls, preparing to cook them.

"It smells so good," Liu Xiangyang took a deep breath, walked to the stove, and hugged Luo Lan, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Qin."

Roland looked up and smiled gently at him: "It's no trouble at all, it'll be done soon. Xiangyang, go wash up first."

He Xiaoqin also said softly, "The water is in the thermos."

Looking at the two women, one shy and the other gentle, who were busy early in the morning, Liu Xiangyang felt a warmth in his heart. He responded and picked up a basin to scoop out hot water.

A new day begins amidst the morning's beauty, the aroma of cooking in the kitchen, and the gradually awakening vitality.

After breakfast, Liu Xiangyang said to the girls, "I'm going to see Dr. Han later. Don't slack off on your studies at home, Bingbing, keep a close eye on them."

Xue Bingbing nodded in agreement, and the other women also obediently said they would study hard.

Liu Xiangyang dressed neatly, took two packets of Astragalus extract and Codonopsis pilosula slices (which he had taken out of his spatial storage and were suitable for replenishing the vital energy of the elderly) and breakfast, and went to the clinic first.

At the clinic, Dr. Han looked worse than yesterday and coughed more frequently, but a hint of relief still flashed in her dim eyes when she saw the breakfast Liu Xiangyang brought.

He didn't say much, only told Liu Xiangyang in a hoarse voice to practice his skills properly, and then urged him to leave.

Liu Xiangyang left the clinic with a heavy heart, the five-year promise in his mind seeming even more urgent.

He composed himself and went straight to the brigade headquarters, where he found Zhang Tiejun.

"Uncle Zhang, I've made up my mind. I need seven positions." Liu Xiangyang offered Zhang Tiejun a cigarette.

Zhang Tiejun looked at Liu Xiangyang with disbelief, thinking to himself, "This little bastard has taken all the female educated youth in one fell swoop."

He said, "Okay, but we have to take it slow. If we arrange everything at once, it will be too conspicuous."

"By the way, tell me the location you need so I have a better idea of ​​what to expect. I'll call those two over later to confirm."

"I'll listen to you, Uncle Zhang." Liu Xiangyang told Zhang Tiejun his thoughts and arrangements.

"Okay, wait for me to come back." Zhang Tiejun got up and walked out.

A moment later, the three men came in and closed the office door. Liu Xiangyang offered them cigarettes: "Uncle Zhang, Captain Wang, Uncle Li, I'm here today to finalize the things we discussed last time."

The three men exchanged glances. Zhang Tiejun took a drag of his cigarette and remained silent. Wang Lixin stood up and laughed, "Xiangyang, we're all on the same side. Besides, didn't we already discuss this last time? Just say what you want to say."

"Okay, I just need one primary school teacher, two warehouse managers, and four scorekeepers. After next year's spring planting, I'll recommend your people to replace me."

"Really? It can be done next year?" Wang Lixin had just sat down when he stood up again, and Li Jianjun also came over.

The office was silent for a few minutes, with only the hissing of the four men smoking.

Finally, Zhang Tiejun stubbed out his cigarette and said, "Xiangyang, you're quick-witted. This matter... is difficult to handle, but it's not entirely impossible."

"I've always done the warehouse keeper job on my own, and I'm really too busy. The primary school is also short of teachers. As for the scorekeeper... it would be reasonable to readjust the division of labor and add a few more positions."

Wang Lixin interjected: "Seven at once will take time, and we need to arrange them in batches, with sufficient justification."

"For example, let Xue, an educated youth, help teach at the primary school first. If he performs well, he can be promoted to a permanent position. As for the warehouse, let Leqi and Leyao learn from him first. The scorekeeper can be arranged when more manpower is needed during the busy farming season in the spring."

Li Jianjun nodded: "I can find a way to balance the accounts regarding work point accounting and position allowances."

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