A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Chapter 100: A Professional Demeanor

Zhuang Qingxiang thought that no one would know she was hiding in the room, but Lu Congyue had already felt her gaze.

His back stiffened slightly, then he squatted down and smiled at Xiao Qianyue, "Uncle Lu is exercising and practicing boxing. Would you like to join in, Yueyue?"

Xiao Qianyue nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Lu Congyue smiled with satisfaction and told the little girl to stand aside and watch him perform a set of punches.

Little Qian Yue ran to the side, making room for them.

Lu Congyue glanced at the window in the middle of the room out of the corner of his eye, and the figure was still there.

He pretended not to notice and directly performed a set of military boxing moves with great force.

Little Qianyue was so excited that she jumped up and down, shouting, "Uncle Lu is amazing!"

Zhuang Qingxiang, who was inside the house, also watched with great admiration.

He had a really good physique, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a perky bottom. His muscles were not only strong but also very attractive. His skin wasn't tanned as dark as the villagers who worked in the fields with their backs bare, but rather a beautiful honey color.

Zhuang Qingxiang increasingly felt that there was a reason for her strange dreams, and there was also a reason why she didn't want to marry him but wanted to do something with him.

After Lu Congyue had demonstrated his skills for a while, he finally stopped and asked Xiao Qianyue what she wanted to learn.

Little Qian Yue couldn't understand the boxing techniques, but she was very self-aware at such a young age. When Lu Congyue asked, she honestly replied, "Uncle Lu, you practice by yourself. I'm still young. I'll go and start the fire to cook porridge."

Uncle Lu split a brick in half with one palm, that was amazing! But it looked so painful, she didn't want to learn anymore, boohoo...

Seeing the little girl trying to hide, Lu Congyue immediately pulled her back: "You don't need to do kitchen work, you little girl. From today onwards, you'll train hard with Uncle Lu so that next time a bad guy tries to bully you, you can just beat him down!"

This……

Xiao Qianyue suddenly felt motivated.

"Great! I want to learn boxing from Uncle Lu and beat those bad guys to death!"

One big and one small, one teaching and the other learning, the two of them began in the yard.

Zhuang Qingxiang found it interesting at first, but then she felt that something was wrong.

Lu Congyue would sometimes turn his back to her, and sometimes face her directly, as if he were seriously teaching Xiao Qianyue, but Zhuang Qingxiang always felt that he was deliberately showing off.

Otherwise, why didn't he put his shirt on properly?

It was a chilly morning, so why was he shirtless like that?

Zhuang Qingxiang silently withdrew her gaze, settled the two children, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

There's nothing I can do, they're both busy.

She had only been in the kitchen for a few minutes when Lu Congyue came over.

Zhuang Qingxiang pretended to be busy and didn't even look at him, but her face involuntarily became hot.

Lu Congyue didn't greet her, but silently helped her with her tasks.

He was tall with long arms and legs, so whatever Zhuang Qingxiang wanted to take, he would simply stretch out his long arm and get it for her.

Zhuang Qingxiang was so overwhelmed by him that she didn't know where to look, because he was still shirtless, and his gaze was so intense it almost burned her eyes, and she might accidentally touch him.

While things were in chaos here, he seemed completely unaffected, expressionless and calm.

Even though the two of them were busy together, breakfast took longer to make than usual, and Zhuang Qingxiang, who was an excellent cook, even burned a pancake.

However, it wasn't wasted; Lu Congyue simply took it, rolled it up with pickled vegetables, and ate it.

After Lu Congyue took Xiao Qianyue out, Zhuang Qingxiang finally let out a heavy sigh of relief.

From that day on, every morning Lu Congyue would take Xiao Qianyue to the yard to exercise, without wearing a shirt.

When Zhuang Qingxiang woke up, she saw the most agile and powerful figure. Although it was already autumn and the weather was getting cool, the two of them were still very warm every day.

Zhuang Qingxiang thought Lu Congyue would come to see her at night, but he didn't.

He seemed to have suddenly turned cold, making no attempt to approach her or even glancing at her. When it came to matters that required communication, he acted as if it were business.

Zhuang Qingxiang felt that this was fine, but she felt a tightness in her chest whenever she thought about it.

While busy in the cafeteria kitchen that day, she couldn't help but drift off into thought again. Jiang Weihai called her several times before she came back to her senses.

"What's wrong with you lately? Is something on your mind?" Jiang Weihai asked softly.

"It's nothing... I was just thinking about what Technician Feng said, Mr. Ross is leaving, what gift would be good for him?" Zhuang Qingxiang said casually.

She mentioned making desserts or something, but Technician Feng clearly rejected it. Now he's coming to her again, asking her to think of a solution. What can she possibly do?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Weihai was also very troubled.

He only knows how to stir-fry vegetables and make soup; he really doesn't know anything about these things.

Mr. Ross clearly didn't like the dishes he made.

"How about I look after the two kids for you, and you go talk to Technician Feng again?" Jiang Weihai thought for a moment and said.

"Thank you for your help."

After thanking him, Zhuang Qingxiang went to find Feng Wenhua.

Feng Wenhua's face lit up when she saw her: "Sister Zhuang, I was just looking for you."

Everyone was having a headache about giving Mr. Ross a farewell gift. Feng Wenhua had been struggling with it for a long time, but unexpectedly, she ran into Sun Yongxian, who reminded her of the problem.

"Teacher Sun said you can embroider, and you embroider very well. What do you think about embroidering something for Mr. Ross?" Feng Wenhua asked enthusiastically. "Other units have sent porcelain or tea, but I think it would be better if we sent an embroidery."

Zhuang Qingxiang's lips twitched: "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Perfect, why wouldn't it be? Tell us what you need, and we'll go buy it! As long as Mr. Ross is satisfied, I'll personally apply to the factory for a bonus for you, how about that?"

"Sister Zhuang, please help us out. This is also to help Director Lu solve his problem! If you don't do anything, given Director Lu's personality, he'll just send out two bottles of liquor and be done with it. What if Mr. Ross gets upset? We're hoping to continue communicating with him in the future."

Over this period of time, Zhuang Qingxiang also learned about Mr. Ross's temper. He doesn't drink baijiu (Chinese liquor), and if Lu Congyue really gave him two bottles of baijiu, he might just give him a cold shoulder.

There was no other way but to agree.

Embroidery thread is easy to buy, but suitable fabric is hard to find.

When Zhuang Qingxiang was troubled, it was Jiang Weihai who gave her an idea.

"My mother has a piece of satin fabric that she's kept for many years. Would you like to go take a look?"

Zhuang Qingxiang's first reaction was to refuse.

The old lady had kept a piece of cloth for so many years, she must have been thinking about it. How could she let an outsider use it?

"It's not necessarily suitable yet. You should go and take a look first," Jiang Weihai said honestly. "If it's suitable, just tell my mother it's for bringing glory to the country, and she'll definitely agree."

"Yes, go ahead. My wife is a very proactive person; she won't hold us back!" After listening for a while, Master Jiang directly expressed his support for his son's decision. "Wei Hai, quickly carry the child and take Comrade Zhuang over! I'll handle things here!"

As the conversation progressed, Zhuang Qingxiang had no choice but to go with Jiang Weihai to his home for a visit.

Unbeknownst to her, many people saw her and Jiang Weihai carrying one child each as they left the factory.