novellhall Don't show your face in front of me after Chapter 75.
Don't show your face in front of me after Chapter 75.
Lu Congyue came down from the roof, his face ashen.
Zhuang Qingxiang had originally planned to coax this man, but now she wanted to run away.
It was obvious that Director Lu was in a bad mood today.
But it certainly wasn't her fault; she hadn't seen him these past two days, nor had she offended him.
Zhuang Qingxiang handed the basket to Lu Congyue, but Lu Congyue did not take it.
"Come in," he said calmly, turning and entering the house.
Zhuang Qingxiang immediately tensed up. After hesitating for a moment, she followed him inside and placed the basket on the table.
"Director Lu, just leave it here. It'll be a snack when you're hungry. If you like it, let me know and I'll make you something else."
Lu Congyue nodded, and Zhuang Qingxiang, feeling the oppressive atmosphere, wanted to take her leave.
"The house will be completely repaired the day after tomorrow, and there won't be any more problems after that."
Lu Congyue suddenly spoke up, "However, I suggest you stay at my place from now on. I'll stay here. Otherwise, we'll have to build a kang (heated brick bed) in the winter, which is a hassle."
Although his little courtyard was simple, it had everything he needed. Even though this place has been renovated, it's not as convenient as his place.
Autumn has arrived, and the weather is getting cold quickly. Without a heated brick bed, let alone three children, even she wouldn't be able to bear it.
Zhuang Qingxiang was slightly taken aback, then shook her head after a moment: "No need, let's talk about it when it gets colder."
Zhuang Qingxiang wasn't worried about winter; she would have money then and could hire someone to build a kang (heated brick bed), which wouldn't cost much.
Lu Congyue stared intently at her, and Zhuang Qingxiang, flustered by his gaze, stammered, "Director Lu, I'll head back now. The children are waiting for me."
Lu Congyue lowered his eyes and remained silent, and Zhuang Qingxiang left quickly without waiting for his reply.
"Zhuang Qingxiang".
Upon hearing the call, Zhuang Qingxiang staggered slightly and replied, "Is there anything else you need, Director Lu?"
After a long while, Lu Congyue asked in a low voice, "Are you really sure?"
Her heart pounded violently, and Zhuang Qingxiang, her mouth dry, nodded vigorously.
"Okay..." Lu Congyue's voice grew even lower, "Then stay away from me from now on!"
Zhuang Qingxiang fled in panic, like a startled rabbit.
She only dared to look back at the old warehouse from a distance. Of course, Lu Congyue did not follow her out, but her heart was still pounding and her cheeks were burning.
What did he mean by saying that just now?
Did he think she was using the excuse of bringing him food to deliberately show up in front of him?
How is this any different from saying she was trying to seduce him?!
Zhuang Qingxiang was both ashamed and angry. Was it wrong for her to just want to ease the tension with her employer?
Zhuang Qingxiang went home in a huff, so angry that she couldn't sleep that night. She stared at the events of the day, regretting that she hadn't explained herself clearly before running away.
If she could turn back time, she would definitely make things clear to him.
They're both thirty years old; can't they just move on? Why make things so awkward?
No, if time could turn back, she wouldn't even go to deliver the steamed cake!
Zhuang Qingxiang turned over in anger, then thought of Lu Congyue's words telling her to stay away from him in the future, and felt inexplicably upset.
But she quickly came to a realization.
With his words, even if she finds out she's helping in the kitchen, she can't be blamed for not telling him, because he made that promise first!
The next day, Zhuang Qingxiang took her two children to the canteen kitchen.
Master Jiang had been watching the doorway the whole time. When he saw Zhuang Qingxiang coming over, he immediately gave his son a nudge, signaling him to follow.
"Xiao Zhuang is here." Master Jiang greeted him warmly.
Everyone else acted according to Master Jiang's mood. Seeing his warm attitude towards Zhuang Qingxiang, they all greeted her with smiles, and a kind old lady even came over to help her hold the child.
With Donghua on her back and Chenglin in her arms, Zhuang Qingxiang was unable to work easily. She had to ask someone to take Chenglin away first. She asked Chef Jiang apologetically if there were any unused large basins or anything in the kitchen so she could put the child in them and work in peace.
Master Jiang immediately objected: "How can this be? The child is so small, what if he catches a cold if we put him in a basin? Wei Hai, come and help carry the child!"
A chubby man, about 1.75 meters tall, appeared in front of Zhuang Qingxiang.
"Xiao Zhuang, this is my son, Jiang Weihai. You can just call him Weihai," Master Jiang introduced.
While the other person was being polite, Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't actually call him that, so she smiled and greeted him, "Hello, Master Jiang."
"Ah...ah...okay..." Jiang Weihai scratched his head and responded with a mumble.
Master Jiang glared at him: "You good-for-nothing!"
He then smiled and said to Zhuang Qingxiang, "Xiao Zhuang, don't mind him. That's just how my son is. You can't get him to talk. But he's patient. You can let him carry the child. That way, it won't interfere with your work."
As he spoke, he kicked Jiang Weihai again.
Jiang Weihai immediately went to take the child, held him in his arms and shook him. Seeing the child babbling and laughing at him, he smiled too: "This child is quite well-behaved."
"Yes, my Chenglin isn't shy around strangers and is very easy to take care of," Zhuang Qingxiang said with some pride.
She kept both children with her, but she only dared to entrust her son to others to take care of, while she had to take care of Donghua herself.
Fortunately, Jiang Weihai is indeed a good-tempered person. With everyone's help, he carried the child on his back, which looked a bit comical and made everyone laugh, making him scratch his head from laughing.
"I...have never carried a child on my back," he explained.
"Thank you so much," Zhuang Qingxiang said sincerely.
Actually, she had never seen a man carry a child on his back before. This was a woman's job. At least in the twenty years she had lived in the village, this was the first time she had ever seen a man carry a child on his back.
"Alright, alright, it's getting late, everyone get back to what you're doing!"
After Master Jiang gave the order, everyone went back to their own work.
Chef Jiang then talked to Zhuang Qingxiang about preparing the ingredients for today.
Although the living conditions in the factory are good, there isn't a main dish like braised pork every day. Today, there's only a pig's head and some pig intestines.
Chef Jiang asked Zhuang Qingxiang if she had any ideas on how he could cook a dish.
The pig's head and large intestines have been cleaned thoroughly by Jiang Weihai. Zhuang Qingxiang has seen them and confirmed that they were handled very well.
"You want to do this?" Master Jiang asked.
Zhuang Qingxiang arrived early today, her first day helping out, and since she had plenty of time, she said, "I'll do it."
She had also learned how to make braised pork seriously, because the elders in the Zhuang family liked to serve a plate of it when they drank.
Master Jiang gave Jiang Weihai a wink, signaling him to work hard and follow along.
Jiang Weihai initially did not want to learn how to work from a woman; he was merely obeying his father's words, though he was not convinced in his heart.
Furthermore, since Zhuang Qingxiang just grabbed a handful of ingredients casually when making the seasoning packets, he felt that his father was exaggerating, so he didn't watch closely and just focused on his own business.
Zhuang Qingxiang didn't care what Jiang Weihai was doing. She quickly finished preparing, and put the pig's head and intestines into the pot. All that was left was to wait.
Zhuang Qingxiang didn't get involved in anything else; she used this time to take care of the child.
The large pot quickly filled with a rich aroma of soy sauce, making the kitchen staff keep swallowing their saliva.
Master Jiang sniffed hard for a while, then found Jiang Weihai and asked, "Did you see clearly what ingredients she put in?"