I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 110 Softened Heart

Qiao Qingyu took out a handkerchief to wipe away He Xuerong’s tears and whispered a few words before she stood up, smiled at He Xiuyu with pursed lips, and then picked up her bag and walked to the upstairs waiting hall.

When she looked back upstairs, Qiao Qingyu saw He Xiuyu holding He Xuerong’s hand, also looking up at her. It was hard to describe the feeling, but her heart felt a little sour.

Qiao Qingyu had to admit that, at this moment, her heart was soft.

Half an hour later, Qiao Qingyu boarded the train to North City.

He Xiuyu, however, was holding the teary-eyed He Xuerong. Although he felt a bit inexplicably lost, for some reason, joy outweighed his sense of loss.

On one hand, he was delighted that Rongrong was expressing her emotions more and more richly, and on the other hand, he was pleased that Qingyu seemed to be finally letting down her guard, bit by bit.

This was a good sign.

In his life, he rarely encountered the word "failure," so he expected his marriage to be no different.

Back at the base, He Xiuyu dropped off He Xuerong at the kindergarten and immediately convened a meeting to discuss Su Yunyao’s A-04 drawing.

The physical and mental pressures piled on Su Yunyao until she fell ill.

Because she still hadn’t found the error, but they couldn’t wait indefinitely.

Once the error was corrected, they could start production.

Yu Jing was senior enough to attend this meeting. She felt pity for Su Yunyao and shared her opinion, "Su Yunyao is a good comrade. For this drawing, she has lost several pounds, and she barely rests at night. Since we can’t find the error, let’s all work together to figure it out."

Engineer Deng frowned and said, "This is Su Yunyao’s own design. Even if we find the error together, would Comrade Su Yunyao agree?"

With clear regulations now in place regarding scientific research results, including various rewards and benefits implemented on an individual basis, how should we ultimately define this?

It would be disgusting if, in the end, Su Yunyao claimed everyone was competing for her scientific achievements.

He Xiuyu spoke indifferently, "Su Yunyao has already discussed it with me. She can’t find the error and hopes everyone can work together to solve it."

"Even though I have reviewed the drawing, I acknowledge the error exists, but I can’t figure out where the mistake is, neither straightforwardly nor inversely," Old Deng raised his hand regretfully, "I’m sorry, I’m anxious too, but I truly don’t know how to correct these errors."

Shen Haoze’s hopeful gaze turned to He Xiuyu, because among them all, only He Xiuyu might be able to correct the error. It had already been delayed by a month, and if it continued, it would be a joke.

He Xiuyu always felt something strange about this matter, but he also knew that the issue with the drawing needed to be resolved quickly. Why? Because working in technology meant racing against time and the era. There was no room for slow, step-by-step research; it really was a fight against the clock.

Otherwise, other people might come up with the same results first.

But there was definitely something wrong with Su Yunyao.

Though she nearly knew the drawing by heart, her understanding and cognition were too superficial.

Although the error was cunning and tricky, if it were truly her design, she could not have failed to discover it.

But if the drawing wasn’t Su Yunyao’s, then whose was it? His own?

He knew that he, as he was now, certainly couldn’t design it.

Maybe in a few years, it would be possible.

So for now, the problem seemed unsolvable.

He Xiuyu decisively established a team to specifically address the errors in the drawing.

Yu Jing breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the hospital to inform Su Yunyao that there was no need to search for the error anymore. He Xiuyu had taken over and had even established a special team for it. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Hearing this, Su Yunyao sighed deeply in relief. Her spirits improved significantly and she felt much better, as if half of her illness had vanished. It was, in fact, anxiety, and in that moment, she knew well that He Xiuyu would easily solve the problem.

She thought it likely that the error was set by He Xiuyu himself.

Upon this realization, Su Yunyao felt a chill, and she managed to give Yu Jing a weak smile, "Sister Yu, thank you for taking the time to tell me. My pressure has decreased a lot. Could you go and handle the discharge procedures for me? I want to get out now."

Yu Jing quickly said, "I asked the doctor when I arrived, and you need to rest in the hospital for two more days. I’ll come to pick you up after that."

"Then thank you, Sister Yu."

Yu Jing left the hospital, her expression turning somber as she walked, her eyes clouded with confusion.

What was the deal with Su Yunyao?

How could she not find the error in her own design?

At that moment, though, she saw Liu Qiao Wen and Zhu Mingli walking toward the gate of the base family compound.

Both held items in their hands, likely bought from the newly established base supply store.

When did these two become so close?

Was it because they shared a common enemy—Qiao Qingyu?

It had to be said that He Xiuyu’s wife was very impressive.

Now at the base, whether among senior staff or logistics, nearly everyone knew her, and they all had a very positive impression.

For a girl to achieve this was truly no easy feat.

Partly, it was due to her connection with He Xiuyu, but mostly, it was because of her own characteristics.

How did she manage this?

She had excellent "seeds" in her hand!

Yu Jing’s gaze deepened—it seemed Qiao Qingyu was no simple person.

At that moment, Old Xie cycled over to Qiao Qingyu’s house again.

With the gate locked, he couldn’t enter, so the logistics chief actually lay on top of a one-meter-high mud wall, peering eagerly into Qiao Qingyu’s vegetable garden.

This girl, always smiling and seemingly easy-going, was in fact the hardest to persuade.

He didn’t manage to get a single seed from her hands.

But worn down by his persistence, Qiao Qingyu finally agreed to let him have some surplus once the garden’s produce was ready.

So Old Xie came three times a day to check if Qiao Qingyu’s vegetable garden had sprouted.

He was even more concerned about it than Qiao Qingyu herself.

Having promised to transplant the seedlings for him, Old Xie swiftly brought two people to help open up the garden for Qiao Qing.

Behind He Xiuyu’s house, they only planted Chinese cabbage.

But Old Xie didn’t have cabbage seeds and regretted not saving some from the base’s logistics department’s forty-plus acres of cabbage fields; even a handful of seeds would suffice for his own consumption.

So, he went back to check on the cabbage seedlings.

More than one seed wouldn’t be planted in a hole, so he pre-ordered those cabbage seedlings too. Transplanting cabbage seedlings wasn’t easy, and many farmers who grow cabbage typically opt for direct sowing.