Ten diligent days: the fields are still

The weather in December is like a moody child. Sometimes it is so cold that people can't help but wrap themselves up tightly in cotton clothes; sometimes it is so warm that it seems as if spring has come early.

The construction site located on the edge of the city was not affected by the weather at all and was still a busy and bustling scene.

The roar of machines, the shouts of workers, and the sounds of various tools colliding are intertwined to form a unique symphony of labor.

Wearing hard hats, the workers were busy and orderly at their respective posts, some carrying heavy construction materials, some operating large machinery, and others concentrating on their welding work, sparks flying everywhere.

Amid the hustle and bustle, Yuan Lai looked at the house in front of him that was only two-thirds built, and couldn't help frowning.

According to the original plan, it should have been nearing completion, but the reality was far from expectations.

Yuan Lai took out the blueprint from his bag and compared every design detail on it with the actual building one by one.

When she encountered some complicated places, she would stop, call the contractor, and ask him to explain it to her in detail.

She also asked her father to find friends in the construction industry to help her implement some things.

What made her feel relieved was that although the construction period was inevitably extended a lot, the quality of the house was unexpectedly excellent.

Yuan Lai's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally felt relieved a little.

She knew the process was full of challenges, but despite the loss of time, she gained high-quality results, which was a win-win situation.

Thinking of this, her mood also relaxed.

During the winter solstice, in order to cater to the different taste preferences of students from the north and the south, the cafeteria specially prepared dumplings and glutinous rice balls.

Yuan Lai walked into the cafeteria and ordered a bowl of dumplings and glutinous rice balls. Then he turned to look at Zhao Zhao beside him and asked, "Which one do you want to eat?"

Zhao Zhao pointed to the window next to him and said, "I want this pork rib rice bowl!"

Yuan Lai nodded helplessly and paid the money obediently.

The two of them finally found two empty seats in the crowded lobby and quickly sat down to reserve them.

Zhao Zhao plopped down on the chair, eagerly picked up the spoon, and began to stuff the rice into her mouth. She gobbled it up, and in a short while, the whole bowl of rice was gone.

Looking at the empty bowl, Zhao Zhao seemed still unsatisfied. He stood up and ran to another window to order a serving of fried pork pancakes.

She returned to her seat with the fried pancake and continued to eat it.

Yuan Lai, who was standing by, couldn't help but sigh with a smile, "Oh, Zhao Zhao, your meal is so delicious, but it lacks a sense of ritual."

Zhao Zhao, his mouth full of food, replied vaguely, "What is a sense of ritual? Is it more important than having a full stomach?"

"Haha, you're right, filling your stomach is the most important thing!"

Yuan Lai quickened her pace and finished all the remaining dumplings and glutinous rice balls. She didn't know if it was because she had eaten too much or too quickly, but she felt a little bloated.

So, she took Zhao Zhao's hand and said, "Come on, let's go for a walk to help digest our food."

Yuan Lai and Zhao Zhao strolled along the campus path, chatting and laughing. The sunlight cast two long shadows on them.

When night fell, Yuan Lai sent Zhao Zhao home safely before returning to school. She dragged her slightly exhausted body to the dormitory, washed up briefly, climbed into bed, and burrowed into the warmth of her blanket.

As usual, she turned on the first season of Let's Farm, selected the audio mode, set the timer for one hour, and placed it next to her pillow.

Not long after, fatigue came over him, Yuan Lai closed his eyes, and soon fell into a sweet dream.

When I turned on my phone the next day, everything was really calm and peaceful as before.

But the good news is that Qi Rong is back. Yuan Lai is still a little uncomfortable seeing the text message Zhao Zhao sent her. It has been more than half a year since she last saw Qi Rong.

Half a year was neither long nor short. It was so long that she could no longer remember what Qi Rong looked like, but it was also so short that she could still feel the warmth of Qi Rong's body when he hugged her.

Yuan Lai didn't stop until he reached the door of Qi Rong's house, not knowing how to deal with it.

After standing for a long time, Yuan Lai turned around and left Qi Rong's house.

Zhao Zhao leaned against the window, silently watching Yuan Lai's receding figure, and asked curiously, "She doesn't come in, and you don't go out. Is there something on your mind?"

Qi Rong stood in front of the door with his arms still clasped together. As long as Yuan Lai opened the door and came in, he would receive a big hug.

"Zhao Zhao, she and I are not from the same world after all. Sooner or later, we have to go back and wait for Mu Li to die and Yun Qing to wake up."

Zhao Zhao curled her lips, "You are willing to do that."

"It doesn't matter whether I'm willing to give it up or not, as long as she doesn't suffer from it."

"I was narrow-minded before and underestimated how she handled her emotions." Qi Rong put down his arms and walked to the kitchen to cook for Zhao Zhao.

Zhao Zhao didn't understand what Qi Rong said. She just looked at the birds flying high outside and said, "Alas, I'm a motherless child again. I'm the one who's suffering."

Then she saw the figure outside suddenly turning back and her eyes lit up, and she quickly ran to open the door.

Yuan Lai rushed into the house without saying a word, ran into the kitchen in the direction Zhao Zhao pointed, hugged Qi Rong tightly, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Just tell me why you disappeared for half a year for no reason. I guessed right, you were just avoiding me!"

Qi Rong turned off the fire, put the knife on the table, wiped his wet hands, and then gave Yuan Lai a hug. "You... didn't you leave?"

"I'm not leaving. You're my thigh, and I want to hold on to you."

Zhao Zhao clapped and cheered for Yuan Lai, "Yes, hug him tight! Wrap him around! Kiss him to death!"

Qi Rong raised his hand and closed the kitchen door, isolating Zhao Zhao outside.

Zhao Zhao turned around in a big circle and hummed happily, "There is only one good mother in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures..."

However, Zhao Zhao soon discovered that these two people often carried her out to play, and they always came back with smiles on their faces.

Whenever she asked, Qi Rong would refuse with the same words, "Why would a child ask so many questions?"

Good man, Zhao Zhao is ready to fight, but he is going to destroy the bridge after crossing it.

When Yuan Lai asked Qi Rong to go out again, Zhao Zhao hugged Yuan Lai's arm and refused to let go. "I don't care. You have to take me with you wherever you go! If you don't, I'll make a scene!"

Yuan Lai asked, "Are you sure?"

Zhao Zhao nodded.

So Zhao Zhao was successfully frightened by the startled secret room staff.

"What the hell? If the Lord of the Underworld sees this, he will definitely overturn this horrible secret room."

Yuan Lai hid behind Qi Rong, holding Zhao Zhao's hand tightly. "Who is the Lord of the Underworld? The King of Hell?"

Zhao Zhao wanted to explain, but Qi Rong gave her a look and said, "I can't explain it to you clearly. Anyway, it's not like that."

Coming out of the secret room, Zhao Zhao looked at the two people hugging each other tightly and didn't want to show any good face at all, "Bullying the kids!"

Qi Rong said, "You wanted to come along."

"You can't push me out!"

"You're in the way."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"