Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Chapter 250 Qin Huairu's perspective, Director Yang's thoughts

After He Yuzhu left, Liu Lan picked up her lunch box, shook it proudly, and then turned to Qin Huairu and snorted coldly. A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if to say, "See, I am still more valued."

Qin Huairu raised her head and glanced at Liu Lan, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes. But she didn't say anything, just nodded silently and continued to clean up the kitchen.

Liu Lan held her chin high and left the canteen triumphantly, her steps brisk and powerful, as if she was declaring her victory.

Qin Huairu continued to clean the kitchen carefully. Her movements were quick and skillful. While cleaning, she looked up at the inner room from time to time, hoping to finish quickly.

Just when she was about to finish cleaning, she suddenly heard someone calling her from the inner room. She quickly wiped her hands on her apron and walked out quickly.

When she entered, she saw Director Yang seeing everyone off. He seemed to have drunk a little too much today, his face was slightly red, and his steps were a little unsteady. After seeing the guests off, he sat at the table and closed his eyes to sober up.

Qin Huairu walked over and began to clean up the leftovers on the table. She noticed that Director Yang had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was thinking about something. She cleaned up gently, trying not to make any noise so as not to disturb him.

Director Yang felt someone moving, he opened his eyes and saw Qin Huairu. He looked at her busy figure, and a feeling of home surged in his heart.

His wife died early, leaving behind a son who was undisciplined. The home was always cold and deserted, as if it lacked warmth and liveliness.

At this moment, looking at Qin Huairu's busy back, Director Yang felt a strange feeling in his heart. He seemed to see the wife who once took care of the housework for him. The familiar feeling of warmth made him fall into deep thought.

Director Yang thought of his ex-wife and also of his previous blind dates with his ex-mother-in-law. Every time he went on a blind date, his ex-mother-in-law would make a big fuss. After ruining the date several times, he gradually gave up the idea of ​​remarrying.

He originally thought that he would live out his life alone, but now looking at Qin Huairu, he suddenly had an urge to get married.

He frowned slightly, thinking about the source of this impulse. He felt that he might have some affection for Qin Huairu, but whether this affection was enough to support them to enter the palace of marriage, he needed further observation and thinking.

So, he sorted out his thoughts and asked Qin Huairu, "Are you new here? Why do I feel like I've never seen you before?" There was a hint of doubt and inquiry in his tone.

Qin Huairu tilted her head slightly, a gentle smile bloomed on her cheeks, just showing her soft outline. Then she said softly:

"Hello, Director Yang. I'm Qin Huairu. I used to work in the workshop and was just transferred to the factory cafeteria not long ago, so it's normal that you haven't seen me before."

Her voice was like a spring breeze, making people feel good. After saying that, Qin Huairu gently picked up the leftovers in her hand and turned to the kitchen.

Director Yang looked at her leaving back, with a strange light in his eyes. He silently repeated Qin Huairu's name in his mind, then stood up and slowly left.

He did not greet Qin Huairu in the kitchen again, but he had already developed a strong interest in the new female worker.

Qin Huairu stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Director Yang's back as he left through the crack in the door, secretly delighted in her heart. She felt that the impression she had left on Director Yang today was deep enough, and there was no need to deliberately show anything.

She knows very well that being close yet distant is the best way to seduce, which can make men even more itchy.

She looked down at the remaining meat and vegetable soup in her hand, not disgusted at all, but rather a little happy. She took out her other lunch box and carefully filled it with the soup.

Although the soup looked insignificant, it was a rare delicacy for her from a poor family. After washing the dishes, Qin Huairu picked up the bowl bag containing the lunch box, gently closed the door, and left the cafeteria.

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"Grandma, when are we going to eat? I'm hungry!" Banggeng touched his rumbling stomach and asked Jia Zhang with a wronged look. His eyes were full of expectation and desire, and his little face was full of desire for food.

Jia Zhang looked at her adorable grandson, and then saw Xiaodang and Huaihua looking at her eagerly, and felt distressed. She gently stroked Banggeng's head and comforted him tenderly, "Wait a little longer, your mother will bring you some delicious food today, it will be back soon."

Banggeng curled his lips in disbelief. Shazhu from the opposite side had come back, but his mother, who was working with him, had not come back yet. His grandmother had said this many times.

He couldn't help but muttered quietly: "I always say this, but in the end, why doesn't my mother come back..."

Jia Zhang felt helpless when she saw the children. Even a good cook cannot cook without rice. She knew that the children were hungry, but she could only wait patiently.

She turned her head to look at the sky outside, and estimated that more than half an hour had passed. Just as she was about to let the children eat some dry food, the door was pushed open and Qin Huairu walked in with a smile on her face.

As soon as Qin Huairu entered the room, she saw several children sitting around the table, looking at her eagerly. A warm feeling welled up in her heart, and she quickly walked to the table, put the lunch box in her hand on the table, opened the lid, and a fragrance immediately filled the air.

Banggeng couldn't wait to say, "Mom, you're finally back. If you hadn't come back, I would have starved to death." There was an aggrieved expression on his face, as if he had been really hungry for a long time.

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu and said with some complaint: "Why did you come back so late? Don't you know to get up earlier? The children have been waiting for a long time." Although there was blame in her words, her eyes still revealed a hint of concern for Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu explained with a smile: "Mom, I came back late so that I could get more leftovers. Otherwise, I might not be able to get such good dishes." There was a sense of helplessness in her words, and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was telling about the difficulties in the cafeteria.

After listening to Qin Huairu's explanation, Jia Zhang's resentment was slightly relieved. She looked at the table full of dishes and knew that Qin Huairu did this for the sake of the family.

She sighed softly, her expression softened, and said, "Come back earlier next time and don't keep the children waiting too long." As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the table and began to help clear the dishes and prepare for dinner.

Looking at the dishes in the lunch box on the table and the soup with the aroma of meat, they all swallowed their saliva reluctantly. Banggeng couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and prepare to eat heartily.

Jia Zhang looked at the soup and said to Qin Huairu, "Save the soup and make porridge with it tomorrow morning." Her eyes flashed with shrewdness and thriftiness, and she was obviously thinking about how to make better use of the leftovers.

Qin Huairu thought about it and felt that this was a good idea, which could save food and make breakfast more delicious. So she nodded, got up and walked to the table, and put away the lunch box containing the broth.