Traveling through time, those years as a traffic officer

While he was talking, Xu Xiaoya's shooting accuracy improved.

"I said you made me feel inferior."

"You're right. How could I not know you?"

After class, the two of them sent her to the dormitory building.

I really felt too tired, so I asked for hot water downstairs and the school union brought it up.

I felt much better after taking a hot bath. Actually, I was just saying it, but I was really grateful to Hu Yifu and Liu Jie. They were sincere for me, and they knew it.

I called the janitor and someone came to clean up the place.

I felt much better after eating a bowl of porridge. Today I went to see my little brother. He is already more than three months old. The little guy has become much prettier.

Isn't it? Baby Yu Jingyuan is so beautiful. When she came, the little guy was awake and played by himself without crying.

Spring planting has begun here. It seems that Wu Xiaozhen is also farming. Why is she working so hard?

I watched the little guy playing by himself and wanted to tease him, but I couldn’t go out yet.

Maybe he was awake for too long and was hungry, so he started crying.

Watching Wu Xiaozhen feeding her child in a daze, I felt a little sad.

It's really not easy for the woman, but now there is no chance of a reunion, so she can only suffer on her own, which is unfair to her.

Seeing how tired she was and still had to change the baby's diaper, I went downstairs and washed her in a daze.

Keep going. I hope Wu Xiaozhen can come to terms with it and do less work.

The next morning when I went to exercise, some classmates asked me about donations.

I didn’t expect that there would still be donations during breakfast, and this time all the teachers came to donate.

This kind of behavior is different, which means that the teacher supports it all.

Especially Liu Jie, who said yesterday that he would donate ten yuan, but today he directly donated fifty yuan.

Xu Xiaoya smiled and gave him a thumbs up. Liu Jie's smile was so cocky that she almost choked.

I met Dong Zhenzhen at lunch.

"Xiaoya, I heard that you are preparing donations?"

"Yes, I went to the free clinic on Sunday and found that it was useless without medicine. I thought that life was not bad anyway, so I took out some pocket money to help those who were in hardship."

"I asked my aunt to go back and get the money, and I also donated in the evening."

"Okay, by the way, Zhenzhen, do you know anything about the textile factory?"

"My family owns a textile factory, but I don't know what it is. What do you want to know?"

"In fact, I want to set up a textile factory of my own, and not make other fabrics, but only gauze, that is, bandages."

"Xiaoya, do you want to start your own textile factory?"

"I do have this idea. If you have time, ask the person in charge of the textile factory at home. I want to learn more about it."

"Okay. I'll arrange it for you."

After lunch, Xu Xiaoya went to help Shi Yajing.

"Wow, that's quite a lot of money."

"We need to ask the squad leaders to summarize which diseases our five groups encounter most often. In fact, if we generalize from a few points, we can know which medicines are used most often."

Wen Lan nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back and ask the monitor to make the arrangements."

During dinner in the evening, Dong Zhenzhen directly donated one thousand yuan.

This caused a sensation. In fact, there were many wealthy people here, and many of them wanted to compete with Dong Zhenzhen.

Dong Zhenzhen didn't exercise when she got home in the evening. After all, she was going abroad, so her family still asked her to go back every day.

Song Zhaolin is having dinner at Dong's house tonight.

"Dad, who is in charge of our textile factory?"

"what happened?"

"Xiao Ya said she wanted to start a textile factory, but she didn't know much yet, so she wanted to ask someone."

"Your third uncle is in charge. He is in charge of all five textile factories in our family. If you have any questions, just ask him directly."

"Okay, I'll call my third uncle first."

"No need to be in such a hurry."

"I want to arrange a time with my uncle in advance. Xiaoya wants to do something on her own, so of course I have to support her."

Dong Zhenzhen called and Uncle Dong said he would be waiting for them at the hotel tomorrow night.

When she returned to the dining table, they were waiting for her to eat.

"She wants to start her own textile factory?" Song Zhaolin asked.

"Well, that's what she said."

"By the way, her family is pretty good?"

"It's OK. She lives next door to me. I didn't ask anything else."

"Zhenzhen, I know there is a textile factory for sale. If she has any ideas, bring her to me."

"Okay, I see."

"By the way, why did you ask the babysitter to come over and take so much money?"

"Donate money. Xiaoya and her friends went to the free clinic but didn't have any medicine, so we thought of this idea."

"In fact, she might as well open a pharmacy. We have both of them, so it's no problem for us to help her with the stock."

"Xiaoya didn't say anything. I guess she doesn't have this idea."

Song Zhaolin's mind was full of Xu Xiaoya. It seemed that there would be a chance to meet her in the future. If she wanted to do something, he would help her.

"Zhenzhen. We can hold a banquet and then more people will donate."

Dong Yaohui glanced at Song Zhaolin and said nothing.

"I don't think Xiaoya will agree. But I'll talk to her about this matter tomorrow at noon."

After dinner, Dong Yaohui called Song Zhaolin to go to the study.

"Zhao Lin, you should know that some things need to be controlled."

"Uncle Dong, I understand what you mean. But who wouldn't like a girl like that? We won't have a future together, so I want her to be better. I will help her accomplish the things she likes. I don't have any other extravagant expectations. I know Zhenzhen is my fiancée. I will never do anything that would embarrass both of us."

"It sounds simple, but sometimes it's beyond your control."

"I can. Not only can I, but she won't give me a chance."

"You'll get in trouble if you get too deep."

"I know. I won't get too deeply involved."

Dong Yaohui didn't know what to say. He was a man and had experienced this age. He could say and think whatever he wanted now. But when that time came, it would be beyond his control.

I have suffered losses in this regard, and I know that no matter how I try to persuade him, it won't work. I can only let him think it through himself.

I have seen that girl before. She is indeed a shining figure. Based on my experience of seeing people over the years, I know that she will not do anything to let Zhenzhen down. She is a sensible girl.

But I’m afraid that the two of them will develop feelings for each other, which would not be a good thing for Zhenzhen.

"Uncle Dong, I know what I'm doing. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Dong Yaohui thought to himself, "How can you be so modest? You are still impulsive at your age. Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Song Zhaolin went home and studied the textile factory. He looked at the accounts and pointed at the gauze. This is why she wanted the textile factory.

In this case, I will find a way for her. At the last meeting, we talked about new equipment. I will go to the textile factory to study this tomorrow. I must make her rely on me, otherwise she will be more distant from me in the future. It is very likely that she will pretend not to know me when she sees me.