A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

The four of them ate breakfast together.

Breakfast was as amazing as ever for Huo Jiyun.

Milk powder, boiled eggs, and meat buns.

This is something that other families can't even afford to eat during the Chinese New Year.

"Ah Chen, Ah Ning, Dad is going to town to find some timber for us today. You two stay home and watch the house."

"Fangfang's lunch is different from yours; it's all in the pot. We'll heat it up at noon, and then you can feed her, okay?"

Huo Chen nodded solemnly, "We will definitely take good care of our eldest sister."

"Good girl," Joan praised.

"Also, don't open the door for anyone except your parents. Stay home and play today, don't go out."

"Okay, Mom."

Huo Ning looked at Huo Jiyun, "Dad, can you take us for another trip to the north tomorrow? Our friends there haven't met you yet, and we want everyone to know we have a dad."

Huo Ning shook Huo Jiyun, her soft, sweet voice melting Huo Jiyun's heart.

"Okay, okay, Dad will take you out to play again tomorrow."

Qiao An pushed her tricycle out the door, with Huo Jiyun following behind her.

After locking the gate, Qiao An was about to get into the car when Huo Jiyun tugged at her arm.

"I'll take you."

Joanne then remembered that there was a man in the house.

"Alright, I'll enjoy it today too."

After saying that, Qiao An turned around and jumped into the back compartment and sat down.

"—Hiss," Joan frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just a little chilly."

Huo Jiyun glanced at the empty back chamber and kept her words in mind.

Today, Joan discovered that the villagers' attitude towards her was completely different; just a few days ago, they had avoided her like the plague.

But on her way out of the village today, all the workers greeted her with smiles, as if they were old friends.

Finally, Qiao An got annoyed and simply leaned against Huo Jiyun's back, pretending to doze off.

Huo Jiyun's lower back tensed up instantly. He could feel the warm temperature behind him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up again.

My wife is completely different from before.

This change surprised him.

Huo Jiyun was even more relieved that he had returned from his vacation, otherwise he would never have seen this side of Qiao An.

Once outside Lianchi Village, Qiao An immediately opened her eyes and straightened up. Huo Jiyun felt a sudden chill in her lower back and missed the feeling from before.

"Huo Jiyun, you go to the timber company first. The tricycle belongs to the government; I need to ride it to the police station."

This title...

My husband is worse than her.

Forget it, calling my husband "husband" in public is too cheesy and doesn't look good.

Huo Jiyun shook his head.

"it is good."

The tricycle was carrying people, but Huo Jiyun rode faster than Qiao An.

Huo Jiyun got off the bus at the timber company.

"Elm wood isn't cheap, here's some money for you." Qiao An took out ten ten-yuan bills from her wallet.

Huo Jiyun was taken aback.

So rich?

"No need, no need, I really have enough money." Huo Jiyun pushed it back.

"What do you mean 'yours' and 'mine'? Aren't they all ours?"

Huo Jiyun narrowed his eyes slightly and no longer declined.

"it is good."

Qiao An left Huo Jiyun a house key and told him to get a copy made.

He then rode his bicycle to the police station.

Everyone at the police station could tell that Qiao An was very happy today.

During lunch, He Hua jokingly asked.

"Joan, what good news has happened? Tell us so we can all share in your joy."

Joan didn't hide anything, "My husband is back from the Northwest, on a three-month leave."

"Oh my! This is wonderful news!" He Hua exclaimed, forgetting all about eating.

She knew about Qiao An's background; her husband hadn't come home for four years, and she had raised two children on her own—it must have been incredibly difficult for her.

"If you hadn't just been promoted to a permanent position, and if our cafeteria really couldn't do without you, I would have really wanted to grant you a few days off so you and your husband could have a proper reunion." He Hua was genuinely happy for Qiao An.

"It's okay, it's only three months, there's no rush. Besides, we have a holiday for Chinese New Year, right?"

Qiao An didn't want to stay home every day. When she was with Huo Jiyun, she had to find topics to talk about.

After cleaning the canteen in the afternoon, Qiao An rode her bicycle to the machine tool factory.

Today, we agreed to send samples of Dacron fabric to Geng Qiusheng, who wanted to show them to the logistics director of the gear factory.

People will only place an order if they think the quality is acceptable.

Qiao An has been going in and out of the machine tool factory these days, and Grandpa Zhang at the gate already recognizes her.

"Qiao An is here?" Grandpa Zhang lifted the railing.

Qiao An got out of the car, leaned out of the guard's window, and placed a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes on Grandpa Zhang's table.

Grandpa Zhang grinned broadly, "Thank you, young lady."

Joan waved her hand and continued riding towards the logistics department.

This state-owned machine tool factory was said to be a key factory in the province, and some of its products were supplied to the military. The reason it was moved to Jinshui Town was because of its remote location and strong concealment.

As Qiao An rode her bicycle across the intersection, she wasn't paying attention when a bicycle suddenly darted out from the side road on the right.

"--clang!"

The bicycle collided with the tricycle. Joan instinctively jumped off the bicycle, did a forward roll, and got up smoothly.

The person who hit the tricycle wasn't so lucky.

The bicycle lay overturned to one side, and he lay face down on the ground, his glasses flying several meters away.

The documents in the military green satchel were scattered all over the floor.

Joanne walked over and asked, "Are you alright?"

"My files! My files!"

The man squinted and groped around on the ground.

Qiao An bent down and helped him pick up the documents one by one.

I glanced at it unintentionally during the process.

It turned out to be the design drawings for a semi-automatic grinding machine.

However, this data seems a bit off.

In her previous life, Qiao An relied heavily on the advanced technology transmitted by her friends in the transmigration group to establish the Eternal Sanctuary.

Qiao An and his team crammed through these materials and data every day, forcing themselves to become a scientific research expert.

However, the shelter later nurtured many talented individuals, and since she didn't enjoy research, she became complacent.

So she only glanced at it and immediately noticed the problem with the grinding machine's data.

If we continue to extrapolate from the data in the document, the efficiency of the grinding machine will decrease instead of increase.

"Chief Engineer Liu, what are you doing riding so fast?"

"Are you alright?"

Several people ran over from a short distance, picked up the glasses from the ground, and helped the man up.

Putting on his glasses, Liu Zhengang immediately spotted Qiao An holding the documents in her hand.

He snatched it away, angrily demanding, "Which department are you from? Who gave you permission to touch these documents?"

"This is classified, you understand?"

"If anything goes wrong, can you take responsibility?"

Three blows in a row, giving Joan no chance to speak at all.

"And another thing! This is an intersection. Don't you ever look both ways before crossing?"

Qiao An hadn't initially intended to argue with this person, but the more she listened to him speak, the more grating it became.

I couldn't help but refute it.

"Sir, I'm already riding very slowly. Any slower and I'll catch up with a turtle."

"You were the one who recklessly bumped into me, how come you're turning around and blaming me now?"

"Besides, I was just trying to help you pick up the files. Who wants to look at this pile of ridiculously wrong data?"

Joan looked at him with disdain.

"Young comrade, how dare you speak like that?"

"If you hadn't been riding so fast, I could have crashed..."

"Wait, what did you just say?"