After the marriage, the charming educated youth is eye-catching

"Thank you, grandma! I'm leaving now!"

Looking at her grandson's hurried figure, Li Guixiang's eyes became moist. "Zhiyang seems to have really grown up..."

Lin Ziqiu went downstairs with his aching waist.

There was still a trace of blush on her cheeks, and her legs felt weak when she thought of the man's fierce look last night.

"Sister-in-law, go have breakfast! Mom has already prepared it. It's getting late. Huai'an is here to pick me up, so I'll leave first. I wish you all a safe journey! Remember to call home when you get there!"

Zhong Xuexi was about to go out when she saw Lin Ziqiu coming down.

Lin Ziqiu patted his face, trying to calm down, and nodded, "I understand. Go ahead."

As soon as she left, Zhong Heyang also got up.

Following the aroma, I found my way to the kitchen. As soon as I entered, I saw the young wife sitting by the fire, nibbling on a meat pie in small bites, and eating it with great relish.

"Come and have breakfast! I've heated it up for you!" Li Guixiang served him a bowl of porridge. "Don't eat this bread. Eat two more steamed buns!"

Originally, she was to be the grandson.

But it was taken away by the little granddaughter who was not very kind, and she said it was for Zhao Huaian to eat.

There was no other choice, so she quickly steamed the two steamed buns left over from yesterday.

Zhong Heyang didn’t used to be picky about food. After all, when he was on a mission, it was good enough to be able to fill his stomach, so he had no chance to be picky about food.

But ever since he started eating the food cooked by his wife, his taste has become more picky.

He could guess why only steamed buns were left when it was his turn without his grandmother's explanation. After all, it was not the first time that Zhong Xuexi had done this.

He took two bites and felt dry. He took the porridge and sat down next to Lin Ziqiu naturally. "Wife, your cake smells so good."

When he came closer, Lin Ziqiu subconsciously dodged, shielding her meat pie with both hands, looking extremely cute as if she was protecting her food.

Zhong Heyang was not greedy, he just wanted to tease her on purpose.

But the next second, my grandmother blasted me in the head, "You're up so late and still thinking about your wife, eat your steamed buns!"

Zhong Heyang: “…”

Really dear!!!

Seeing his expression of wanting to cry but unable to, Lin Ziqiu couldn't help but laugh. She kindly broke off a piece for him and said, "Here."

Zhong Heyang lowered his head and took advantage of the force in her hand to eat it in one bite.

His thin lips brushed against the woman's fingertips, causing a tingling sensation that made Lin Ziqiu blush.

"It turns out that the food my wife feeds is more delicious."

Li Guixiang stared at them from behind and shook her head at her grandson's disgusting behavior.

In the past, when she saw that her grandson had always refused to get married, she almost thought that he didn't like girls... But now she sees that he is so coquettish.

Lin Ziqiu almost wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it.

But Zhong Heyang didn't think so, and was even very satisfied and enjoying it.

"Xiao Qiu, put the bowl aside after you finish eating and I'll wash it later. You guys should hurry up and don't delay your work."

Li Guixiang gave these instructions, and she was really worried about Lin Ziqiu going on a long trip.

But people should treat each other with empathy.

When she wanted to come back to the capital to celebrate the New Year, her granddaughter-in-law was worried about her taking the train alone, so she personally brought people to pick her up.

This is a family.

Know the warmth and coldness, and understand people’s hearts.

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Zhong Heyang insisted on sending Lin Ziqiu to the train station alone. Li Guixiang knew that he was reluctant to leave his wife, so she tactfully did not go with him.

The ticket is for nine o'clock, which leaves about half an hour.

The others haven't arrived yet.

Zhong Heyang held Lin Ziqiu's hand with his left hand and carried her luggage with his right hand. With his 1.85-meter tall stature and his unique and oppressive aura, he stood out in the crowd.

More and more people were coming and going, and Zhong Heyang deliberately stood close to Lin Ziqiu, fearing that he would bump into others.

He leaned over and whispered in the woman's ear, "I was wrong last night and hurt you. I won't do that again."

Lin Ziqiu didn't blame her, but instead blamed herself a little.

Originally, she was planning to leave the next day. Perhaps she had spent too much time with him during this period. Not only did Zhong Heyang feel reluctant to let her go, but she was also a little reluctant.

I'm more proactive than before.

As a result, Zhong Heyang seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened up, and he couldn't stop at all!

It's terrifying!

Who knows?

"You...you are not allowed to speak!"

Afraid that the man would say something outrageous again, Lin Ziqiu covered his mouth, looking shy like a flower in bud about to bloom.

"I...I'll take a nap for a while. Call me when they come."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes in panic and leaned directly into the man's arms.

Zhong Heyang noticed that she put her arms around his waist, and the corners of his lips unconsciously rose. He hugged her tighter and said in a doting voice, "Okay."

In the distance, several employees from the machinery factory passed by and saw this scene. Immediately, someone poked Lin Dahai in the arm.

"Isn't that your son-in-law? Who is that in his arms? Is it your daughter?"

Lin Dahai looked over immediately. Although he couldn't see Lin Ziqiu's face, he would never forget that figure until his death.

He still clearly remembers Lin Ziqiu's cold-bloodedness when he had no other choice but to seek help at the Zhong family's door.

In the end, Li Guixiang gave him two bags of rice.

A girl like this is no different from an ungrateful person!

"That's Lin Ziqiu, right? No wonder I heard that the guy from the Zhong family is so obsessed with her and protects her in everything. It seems like she's got some skills!"

"Old Lin, you too, don't you know how to curry favor with such a good son-in-law? Zhang Xiumei is just your stepmother after all. If you let her mess with Lin Ziqiu, will the Zhong family give you face?"

"By the way, if your wife doesn't come to work at the factory, don't let her get fired and then come and make trouble again!"

Everyone was talking about this and that, which made Lin Dahai extremely angry.

"What does dismissal have to do with me? She insisted on staying in the countryside. Even if she dies, it has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Dahai sent many letters to Zhang Xiumei during this period, but there was not a single response.

It would have been fine if Zhang Xiumei had died outside, but the key point was that her grandson Lin Xiaojun was with her, but he was not too worried.

After all, Lin Mengyao married into the village chief's family.

Lin Xiaojun will never go hungry no matter what.

The factory is not doing well financially right now. Several batches of goods are left unsold, and the factory has even started using fabrics to pay wages.

But he is still a small leader and the cloth has not been distributed to him yet.

But the ordinary employees in the factory were all complaining, as they were greatly affected by the flood disaster.

Now many of the houses in their factory that could have been allocated to their employees have been used to provide relief to those who have no place to live because their houses collapsed.

After all, the house he lives in now still belongs to Li Xiuyan.

If Mr. Li comes to take over the house one day, he will really have no place to live.

So, he and a few good friends at the factory found other ways to make a living. He could never make money just by relying on the low salary at the factory.

"Old Lin is more open-minded. When you make a lot of money, you can just marry a young wife and live your life as usual!"