Chapter 1233: What Time Is It, Still Having Personal Emotions?

After the secretary returned, he could only tell the truth; Factory Director Yang, furious, slapped the table: "At a time like this, they still have personal emotions?"

Yet after he spoke, no one responded; after all, it was he, the factory director, who had been rash first, and now who dared to pick up the thread?

Only after a long while did Factory Director Yang regain some reason, looking at the secretary beside him: "Call Comrade Xu over."

Hearing the order, the secretary quickly ran off, after all, no one wanted to become the target of venting anger the next second.

But after he had run a distance, he suddenly stopped, slapped his forehead, and only then remembered: Comrade Xu would only come to work tomorrow; he was currently on rest leave.

He took a deep breath in the corridor and turned back resignedly: "Factory Director, Comrade Xu is also on rest leave and can only come to the unit tomorrow."

Factory Director Yang took a deep breath: "Fine, as soon as work starts tomorrow, have him come over; I have something to assign him to do."

Having finished speaking, he waved his hand to dismiss everyone.

Liu Chuxue knew nothing of what had happened at the factory director's place.

Early the next morning, after Fu Yan Cheng prepared breakfast for her, he entered the room, looked at the small woman sleeping soundly like a lotus, leaned down, and kissed her forehead: "Wife, I've kept the meal warm on the stove for you and set an alarm for you too; it's just a handover of work, no need to go too early, take your time, hear me?"

Hearing his words, Liu Chuxue, eyes half-open with sleep, stretched out an arm and hugged him: "You're leaving already?"

Fu Yan Cheng pecked her lips: "Yes, leaving right now; in case something happens on Sister's side, I can lend a hand."

Liu Chuxue was a bit more awake now: "Tell Big Sister that the work isn't urgent; she should handle family matters first. I will make arrangements with the textile factory today; after all, this is a special situation."

After Fu Yan Cheng softly 'hmmed', he pulled the towel blanket up for her: "It's cool this morning; sleep a bit more. I'm leaving first."

Liu Chuxue did not get up; she had indeed been somewhat sleepy these past few days: "Okay."

After watching Fu Yan Cheng leave, she rolled over and fell asleep again.

At the Qiu family home, Xia Qiu finally found an opportunity to bring up work matters with Qiu Shaofeng: "Shaofeng, what are you thinking?"

Qiu Shaofeng truly hadn't expected that his wife had only gone to the city to care for her mother-in-law during her confinement, yet her younger sister had found her a job. Though he worried about the many inconveniences of the couple living apart, he thought: if his wife went to the city, their son could also get a fixed ration, later jump out of the rural gate to become a city dweller, and attend school in the city with his wife: "Go, you must go; we must keep this kindness from your younger sister in our hearts."

Xia Qiu nodded: "What about the home side?"

Qiu Shaofeng said with firm eyes: "Leave it to me to handle. Besides, you going to the city to work is a good thing; how could they have objections? Just tell me, are you taking Junjun to the city, or leaving him here?"

Xia Qiu replied without hesitation: "Liu Chuxue said to see if Mom can help take care of him for a while; we'll pay Mom some living expenses then. If it really doesn't work out, send him to the factory's Youhong Class; there are dedicated staff to care for him there, just pay monthly."

Qiu Shaofeng nodded: "When I'm not by your side then, it will be hard on you, wife."

Remembering what Liu Chuxue had said, Xia Qiu leaned close and told him: "Liu Chuxue said to give her some time; she will try to find a job for you too, even if it's temporary work; that way the three of us won't have to be separated forever."

Hearing this, even as steady as he was, Qiu Shaofeng was still startled by the news: "Really?"