Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

"Qiu Nan, don't feel like you owe anything. Let's just leave this matter as if I were giving you a gift. I'm happy and it has nothing to do with you."

He felt that he had to make it clear and not delay others.

"I'm happy with this!" Ding Qiunan didn't listen.

"Hi, I'm telling you..."

Yang Weibiao wanted to say something else, but when he saw someone coming, he had to give up.

After a while, he arrived at the door of Ding's house. After parking the car, he took the bag out directly.

"You put your things in my house where it's safe first, and you can take them away later."

Ding Qiunan already knew that he was going to give a gift.

"No, I'll give it to your family. I have plenty of supplies, which is enough."

Yang Weibiao couldn't help but walked in. The door was ajar and opened with a push.

"You..." Ding Qiunan was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.

"Oh, it's Wei Biao here."

Ding Rushan was originally looking at the old newspapers he was looking for outside. When he saw the person, he quickly stood up to greet him.

"Uncle, I stopped by to take a look and brought you something."

Yang Weibiao directly put the big bag on the table and changed some of the contents inside. His bag was originally a cover to facilitate the extraction of things from the space at any time.

At this time, Ding Qiunan followed and it was too late to stop him.

"Dad, Yang Weibiao will eat here for lunch, and I will cook."

"Okay, let's have a drink with uncle."

Ding Rushan's eyes were still looking towards the bag, his heart was like a cat's paw.

Ding's mother also came over quickly, "Nan Nan, please take Wei Biao into the house to chat for a while. Mom will cook. Go quickly."

"Yes, listen to your mother." Ding Rushan wanted to let people go into the back room so that he could have a better look at the bag.

How could Ding Qiunan not know what her parents were thinking, and felt embarrassed again.

"Yang Weibiao, let's go in and have a chat."

"Okay, I can do it."

Yang Weibiao was not sure about the situation and wanted to say that he was married, but this was problematic to explain.

Outside the house, Ding's father made a silent gesture and closed his daughter's door.

Then he quietly came back and opened the bag.

Inside were two chickens, a large goose, a large piece of pork, four large meaty bones, and a bag of white flour.

"Ouch!" Mother Ding suddenly exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down." Ding Rushan was startled, so he didn't want to recruit his daughter.

Mother Ding's hands were trembling and she whispered: "Look what this is, it looks like a bug."

"What bugs, oh, this is Cordyceps sinensis, and ginseng, this, this is too precious." Ding Rushan's hands also trembled.

The old couple was excited for a long time. When they came to their senses, they quickly put the things back into the bag, but took a chicken to stew.

In the room, Yang Weibiao sat on a chair, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Use this cartridge as an ashtray and smoke less."

Ding Qiunan saw his embarrassment and took the initiative to speak.

"No, I don't want to smoke." Yang Weibiao quickly explained that he had taken control and his health was important.

"Do you feel uncomfortable in my place? Why don't we talk about you, where you live, how long you have been married, and do you have any children?"

Ding Qiunan found that she knew too little about Yang Weibiao.

"Well, it's a long story." In the end, Yang Weibiao lit a cigarette to calm down his shock.

"I should have gotten married seven years ago..."

He briefly explained his situation.

From Qin Huairu to Yu Li, it was actually a matter of two ends. The intervening seven years were all a window period. It's quite sad when you think about it.

"Ah, it turns out you have been through so much."

Ding Qiunan found it incredible. She always thought that Yang Weibiao was a disciple of a high-ranking official.

"You said it would be great if I met you first."

Ding Qiunan sighed, feeling that fate was playing tricks on people.

"Cough cough..."

Yang Weibiao just coughed and didn't answer. He couldn't say anything.

He stayed in this room for more than an hour, and finally talked about Ding Qiunan's singing and dancing skills.

"My family learned it when conditions were better, but I have almost forgotten it."

Ding Qiunan was a little embarrassed.

"That's what I learned. I don't have any special skills."

Yang Weibiao laughed at himself, he came from an ordinary household.

"Dudu..." Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Nannan, it's time to eat."

"Come here!"

Ding Qiunan responded, then suddenly turned around and said, "Next time you come, I will dance for you."

"This, this is not good!"

Yang Weibiao felt that if things continued like this, he would have to make a mistake. He really never thought about divorce.

"It's time to eat." Ding Qiunan didn't say anything about it.

When the two of them arrived outside, the food was on the table, stewed chicken, stir-fried pork, and a vegetarian dish.

Yang Weibiao had a normal meal, so he had a drink with Ding Rushan, gave him a cigarette after the meal, and left.

Ding Qiunan walked to the door and suddenly thought of something, "Wait a minute."

Yang Weibiao was confused.

After a while, Ding Qiunan ran out with a scarf and put it around his neck.

"Slow down on the road, it's cold!"

"Okay, let's go."

Yang Weibiao ran away quickly, and the motorcycle drove away in a flash.

Ding Qiunan stood at the door for a long time before returning to the house.

On the way, Yang Weibiao felt that not only his neck had relaxed, but his face was no longer cold, but he said that it is the most difficult to accept the kindness of a beauty.

The Beijiao Steel Branch has arrived.

There is an extra bag in his car.

He came to see Factory Director Fang. He was celebrating the Chinese New Year. It was definitely impossible for others to be in the factory, but he already knew the address. He could just go to his home, which is not far from here.

"Wei Biao, why are you here? Come in quickly."

Factory Director Fang opened the door himself. There are still guests coming to his house today.

"I happened to bring you some sweet potatoes."

Yang Weibiao handed over the bag.

"Okay, I just like to eat sweet potatoes." Director Fang was also a sensible person. He took the bag and put it in the kitchen cabinet.

"Wei Biao, let me introduce you, this is Director Liu, Director Li..."

"Hello!"

Only then did Yang Weibiao know that there were still guests, but they were all from the northern suburbs steel factory. They were here to pay New Year's greetings to the leaders.

After the introduction, everyone knew that he was responsible for the factory uniforms, which made everyone very polite.

"Wei Biao, you're not just here to pay New Year's greetings today, right?"

Factory Director Fang's wife and children have returned to their parents' home, which is also convenient for him to talk about things.

"There's something wrong!"

Yang Weibiao said immediately: "When I went to the machine repair shop, because I was not feeling well, I met the doctor in the medical office there..."

Then he talked about Ding Rushan's situation and saw if he could go back to the workers' hospital.

"Ding Rushan, I have an impression."

Director Li recalled, "He was fired personally by President Zhang of the main factory for accepting gifts.