Crossing the Western Tianshan Mountains

Ye Minglang said, "It's too much. I can't finish it. Secretary Ling, please help me eat it."

"what is this?"

"Fish maw."

Ling Fengxi thought for a moment, "I heard that fish maw is a good thing and can nourish the body, right?"

Ye Minglang said: "Yes. So it must not be wasted."

Ling Fengxi nodded and said, "Thank you very much. It won't be wasted, don't worry."

After Ye Minglang left, Ling Fengxi carried the bowl of fish maw soup and went straight to Wu Yongjie's dormitory. Since moving here, Wu Yongjie has had his own separate dormitory with a bed and a table. At this time, a large map was spread out on his table. He was studying something with a frown on his face.

Ling Fengxi placed the fish maw soup in front of him and said, "Eat first, then get busy."

Wu Lao Hu rolled his eyes at him and scoffed, "Yellow Tiger Wolf is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken. He has no good intentions."

Ling Fengxi wasn't angry either. He said, "I think what you said the other day was right. In fact, no matter which mark you drill from, you may still encounter unpredictable difficulties and dangers. I also asked someone, and according to Yan Zhuoyu's method, if you strictly follow it, it will be more solid. And drilling from the fourteenth mark is indeed the mark closest to the finish line.

As for the construction process, it is of course good to rely on nature, but there are also many natural variables.

So I think your plan is feasible, you can continue with the construction."

Wu Yongjie's expression brightened a little, and he said, "I was just about to report to my superiors that I was going home and quitting. If you had come two minutes later, I would have already reported."

Pointing at the bowl, he asked, "What is this?"

"Fish maw soup, sent by Ye Minglang's parents. They made it especially for you to nourish your body."

Wu Yongjie took a few sips and said, "It's a bit fishy. Fish maw, just by the name, sounds effeminate, not something men should eat. But I'm still very grateful for the gift from the leader."

Ling Fengxi said: "So polite?"

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing together.

The two big men reconciled, and the atmosphere in the camp seemed to improve all of a sudden, and the haze above their heads also dissipated all of a sudden.

At Wu Yongjie's command, Lin Jinghui and Yan Zhuoyu led their men to the 14th site. According to the plan, they had to backfill the cavity formed by the pouring of the slag layer above. Before backfilling, the steel frame needed to be fixed first, which means that safety measures must not be sloppy.

Ling Fengxi brought the office equipment to the 14th site again. Ye Minglang put a small foldable table next to it and put water on it.

Wu Yongjie was eager to rush in and do it himself, but he was strictly supervised by Ling Fengxi because Wu Yongjie's health did have serious problems and he had not fully recovered from the injury.

Ling Fengxi also realized that Wu Lao Hu was a bit unreliable, but without him, no one else would be able to command the workers on site.

Wu Yongjie was controlled in front of Ling Fengxi's small table. Ye Minglang also brought some nourishing bird's nest in a thermos. This time he was smart and made two bowls, one for each person, and insisted that Ling Fengxi eat it too.

Wu Lao Hu frowned when he saw this, "Why is it this effeminate thing again? If I eat too much, will this place get bigger?" He pointed to his chest.

Ling Fengxi had already taken a bite silently, but when he heard him say that, he almost spit it out.

Ye Minglang said coldly, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat."

Wu Yongjie picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. "It would be a waste not to eat such a good thing. It will be even sexier if it gets bigger."

Then he found that Ling Fengxi and Ye Minglang were looking in the same direction. He turned around and saw Fang Ya standing behind him, holding a medical box, looking at them.

Wu Yongjie almost bit his tongue, "You, why are you here?"

Fang Ya heard their conversation and looked at the table. "Bird's nest is edible and it won't make it bigger, don't worry."

Then he said to Ye Minglang, "Thank you, Xiaoye, for sending a lot of fish maw and bird's nest to the medical team. The girls all loved it."

Wu Yongjie interrupted her, "I'm asking you, why are you here?"

"Why am I not here? I'm wherever my patients are."

She pulled out a can of boiled Chinese medicine from the medical kit and handed it to Ling Fengxi. "You've had blue spots under your eyes lately, and you previously refused to take the dampness-removing medicine we boiled. As a result, you now have a lot of dampness in your body, making you feel heavy in your hands and feet and tired. If you don't treat it now, phlegm and blood stasis will form in the future, so you must take this medicine."

Then he took out a Chinese medicine patch and said to Wu Yongjie, "Lift up your clothes. I want to apply the medicine."

“There are so many people here…”

"Captain Wu, you have a great figure, so it's no problem for others to look at you."

"I, do I have a good figure?" Wu Yongjie's face suddenly turned red again. It was such a pleasure to be praised for his good figure by the woman he liked.

Ye Minglang had already lifted his clothes, and Fang Ya swiftly put them back on. "If you don't take good care of this injury, you'll never be able to hold your chest up straight again. You'll become a hunchbacked old man, and all that good physique will be wasted."

"I will definitely get treatment," Wu Yongjie said. "I can't let my woman think I have a bad figure."

Watching the two of them talking to each other, Ling Fengxi suddenly realized that Fang Ya and Wu Yongjie had found ways and methods to get along well with each other, and they seemed to be a really good match at the moment.

He felt like a light bulb at the moment.

Ye Minglang also felt like a lightbulb, but he was younger and quicker, so he had already gone off to the side to get busy. Ling Fengxi also closed his computer and walked away calmly, shaking his arms and legs, as if he wanted to stretch his body.

Fang Ya said indifferently from behind, "Why are you running? Drink the medicine."

Ling Fengxi said "oh", quickly took his medicine, and quickly slipped away.

Wu Yongjie chuckled, "He's quite sensible."

Only Fang Ya's eyes flashed with an indescribable complex emotion.

It was not that easy to let go as promised, but she and Ling Fengxi were indeed not suitable for each other. After getting along with Wu Yongjie for a long time, she found that she was actually more suitable for a passionate and relaxed man like Wu Yongjie. Ling Fengxi was too serious, and Fang Ya was also a serious person. When two serious people were together, it would add heaviness and reduce the fun.

But after all, they had been in love for more than ten years, and Fang Ya didn't know how to describe her feelings for Ling Fengxi for a moment.

It doesn’t really matter.

Because no matter how you feel now, you will eventually become just ordinary friends, just like when Ling Fengxi's wife Li Yuehe did not die, and Fang Ya married another man, Ling Fengxi and Fang Ya had been getting along for many years with a friendship that was even weaker than that of ordinary friends.

In fact, that kind of relationship is suitable for two people.

Love is really a metaphysics.

Fang Ya smiled bitterly.