Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

Zhu Jingru looked down and saw something dark, then looked up at Lu Yan.

"Is this medicinal mud?"

In the 1970s, there was no such thing as mud moxibustion. There were some folk remedies that everyone called medicinal mud.

Lu Yan nodded. "Mm."

Zhu Jingru lowered his head and smelled it again, discovering that it smelled different from the medicinal mud he had seen before.

"What did you add to this?"

Lu Yan pointed to the Chinese herbal powder next to her, "That's all."

Zhu Jingru walked over and took a look, then turned to Lu Yan, "You added everything?"

"yes."

Zhu Jingru blinked. He had seen medicinal mud before, but it usually contained only four or five kinds of Chinese medicine. This one had twenty-four kinds!

Zhu Jingru: "Was it made for Uncle Zhou?"

Lu Yan hummed in agreement.

Zhu Jingru didn't say anything more, watching her put the prepared medicinal mud into a jar.

Zhu Jingru asked again, "Comrade Lu Yan, what is this treatment for?"

"It helps to unblock the meridians."

Zhu Jingru checked the twenty-four Chinese herbs again.

Wang Jin glanced at the remaining Chinese medicine powder and asked Lu Yan for her opinion.

"Put it in the living room first, and we'll make it this afternoon."

We can make another one. It's not easy to borrow a stainless steel container once. Making two will be enough for Zhou Jianguo to wear for a whole winter.

After finishing all that, Lu Yan went back to her room, not wanting to disturb Zhou Yanchen and Zhu Jingru's time alone.

As soon as Lu Yan left, Zhu Jingru pulled up a stool and sat down next to Zhou Yanchen, leaning his face close to hers.

Zhou Yanchen frowned: "Stay away from me."

After saying that, Zhou Yanchen moved his wheelchair to the side, his face full of disgust.

Zhu Jingru clutched her chest, her expression exaggerated, as if she had been hurt by a heartless man. "You're making me feel so bad."

Zhou Yanchen glanced at him sideways, his words still cold and ruthless.

"Want to become a eunuch? I'll grant your wish!"

Zhu Jingru winked at him: "You'll marry me if I become a eunuch?"

"I'll take you," Zhou Yanchen sneered, "I'll take your worthless life."

Zhu Jingru clicked his tongue, "Yeah, I knew it."

While Zhu Jingru was making jokes, he observed Lu Yan's movements. Only after seeing her enter the room did he turn his attention away.

Zhou Yanchen: "Where are you looking!"

Zhu Jingru sat up straight, instantly regaining his composure.

"Do you know anything about Lu Yan's background?"

Zhou Yanchen frowned. "What are you trying to say?"

Zhu Jingru lowered her voice, "Her reputation at the cotton mill isn't very good. Whether they're unmarried or married, they've all given her money privately. She has ambiguous relationships with the workshop foreman and the factory manager..."

Zhou Yan's cold voice rang out, "You investigated her?"

Zhu Jingru paused for a moment, then nodded. "Yes!"

Zhou Yanchen narrowed his eyes and slowly turned his wheelchair to get a little closer to him.

Zhu Jingru thought he wanted to continue listening, so he said, "Yan Chen, if you only treat her as a nanny, I won't say anything. But if you take a fancy to another female comrade, I won't investigate her either."

Zhou Yanchen's lips twitched slightly. "Just because she has a child?"

"The issue isn't the child; the issue is how the child came to be," Zhu Jingru frowned. "If she had a legitimate divorce, I would have nothing to say. But the origin of her child is unclear, and her job at the cotton mill was illegitimate. There's a rumor at the cotton mill that her son was born to the factory director of the Third Factory. The day her son was sold, Lu Yan went to Director Huang's office and stayed there for over an hour. After she left, Director Huang didn't leave until after dark, and the next day he had bruises on his face."

As Zhu Jingru spoke, he observed Zhou Yanchen's expression. "Everyone says that it was Director Huang's wife who found out about his lingering relationship with Lu Yan, which is why she beat him up."

When he was young, Director Huang used his sweet talk to win over his wife. After they got married, he rose from a country boy to a position in a cotton mill thanks to his father-in-law's family. It was no secret that he was promoted to the position of director by his father-in-law.

Factory Director Huang was afraid of his wife, but he couldn't shake his lecherous habit. Taking advantage of his position as factory director, he frequently harassed the female colleagues in the factory.

"Back then, Lu Yan was only pregnant for a short time when she got a job at the cotton mill, which didn't meet her qualifications at all. If the two of them weren't having an affair, how could Director Huang have given her a job?"

Zhu Jingru looked into Zhou Yanchen's eyes and said, "After she arrived, your whole family liked her, and even you started to have feelings for her. This shows how cunning she is. This kind of unscrupulous woman is not suitable for you."

Zhou Yan's face grew increasingly grim, radiating a chilling aura. He clenched his fists and coldly said, "Come a little closer."

Zhu Jingru moved closer.

Just as his face was extended, Zhou Yanchen swung a fist at his face.

Since his injury, Zhou Yanchen had not exercised and his physical functions had deteriorated somewhat, but this punch still knocked Zhu Jingru to the ground.

Zhu Jingru pressed one hand against the ground, a strong taste of blood filling his mouth. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

Seeing the blood mixed in with his saliva, Zhu Jingru raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, and looked up to meet Zhou Yan's extremely cold gaze.

Zhou Yan stared intently at him, his voice colder than ever before, "If this happens again, you're no longer my brother!"

After saying that, Zhou Yanchen turned his wheelchair around and turned his back.

Zhu Jingru propped himself up with one hand, looked at Zhou Yanchen's back, licked the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, and wanted to say something, but when he saw Lu Yan come out of the room, he turned and left.

Lu Yan was drawing the new styles for next spring in her room. She would start preparing for the college entrance examination next spring, and she would draw all the spring/summer styles for next year this year so that she could give them to He Yuejin on time.

She had no idea that Zhou Yanchen had fought with Zhu Jingru because of her. When she heard the commotion and ran out, she saw Zhu Jingru walking just outside the gate, and he was even touching his face.

Lu Yan blinked, looking at Zhou Yanchen's ashen face, and her mind started racing.

Could it be that Zhu Jingru tried to force himself on Zhou Yanchen and got beaten up by him?

Thinking about it that way, she couldn't help but laugh at herself.

If Zhu Jingru had actually forced himself on Zhou Yanchen, he would probably be dead by now.

Lu Yan leaned against the doorframe, watching him with a leisurely air and a gloating tone, "You two broke up?"

Zhou Yan glanced at her and said calmly, "Come here."

Lu Yan paused for a moment, then walked over, stood in front of him, and looked at him with a smile. "What's wrong? Need me to comfort you?"

Zhou Yanchen looked at the smile on her face and wanted to ask her if she had hit Director Huang, but he swallowed the words back.

She was smart; once she asked, she knew someone was investigating her.

"I want to drink fish soup."

Lu Yan: "..."

No, you called me over in such a serious tone just to say you wanted fish soup?

"Okay, there's plenty of mushrooms and tofu left at home, I'll go clean the fish."

As Lu Yan was about to clean the fish, Zhou Yanchen suddenly said, "Go and rest, let Wang Jin clean it."

Wang Jin, who had been secretly listening to their conversation from the corner, came over and said, "Xiao Lu, let me do it."