Although Yan Qiuyi was young and didn’t know much about the explosion in the pharmaceutical factory, he could guess a little from the words revealed by Yan’s father and mother Yan.          w?w    w?

?b?i?q?u?g? Especially when Ye Zhengyang always looks guilty whenever he mentions this matter, it is not difficult to see how resentful he is about not being able to successfully persuade him to leave his brothers with the pharmaceutical factory. It also proves from another aspect... There is something strange about this matter.

Yan Qiuyi is a little selfish. She knows that she does not have the strength and ability to solve this problem, so she will not take risks regardless of the consequences. But in the same way, she will never watch the tragedy and stand by. If she can, she will definitely do her best to help solve it.

Seeing Ye Zhengyang's face changed and changed, Yan Qiuyi had a general guess. Ye Zhengyang met Song Qian and discussed and exchanged all they knew about the pharmaceutical factory. But for some reason that it was unreasonable, Song Qian concealed some of the information he knew. This information asymmetry may have caused some obstacles to the cooperation between the two parties. Yan Qiuyi thought she was thinking right - although she didn't know where she got her intuition.

Perhaps Ye Zhengyang can stop the tragedy.

——After all, she is her most trusted elder who is loyal to the country and the army.

Maybe Song Qian can find out the whole story of this incident.

——After all, a person who has a loss of virtue will not have a good reputation, and even her teacher is optimistic about it will not have a bad character.

But now these are not something she can worry about. It’s not good to be young. Adults subconsciously don’t take her thoughts into consideration when they are young. Not everyone can think that her tender appearance is an adult under her tender appearance. Isn’t that the so-called tender paint painted by old cucumbers?

Bah, why did you scold yourself?!

Yan Qiuyi bulged her mouth, held the chopsticks in her right hand and picked up a shiny and tender shrimp and put it into her mouth.

tasty!

tasty!

There is no need to worry about food safety issues at all. Thinking of the various food hidden dangers she faces more than ten years later, such as gutter oil, Sudan Red Poison Milk Powder, dyed steamed buns and zombie meat... It's really chilling. That feeling!

——I wish I could take a deep breath to calm my mood, but I found that all I sucked in was haze.

Looking at Yan Xialiang, who was having a worry-free meal next to him, looking at Xia Qiu, who was quite handsome with the style of a good wife and mother, and looking at Ye Zhengyang, who was already having fun with Yan's father, Yan Qiuyi felt that she was thinking too much, and eating well was the king.

After squeezing the rice, Yan Qiuyi served herself a bowl of egg flower soup, and then served Yan Xialiang a bowl, and then began to concentrate on fighting the delicious food in front of her.

This honey pork rib is very delicious. Liangliang should like to eat it. Well, pick up a piece for him. This pineapple egg has a good taste, so give him another piece. A spoonful of pine nuts and corn, a spoonful of him, and a spoonful of her. Her mother likes to eat lotus root slices, but it’s too far away and can’t reach it. Let her mother eat it by herself. Well, the repot meat is the favorite of Yan’s father, oh, drinking it, let’s drink it by yourself. Humph.

Then Yan Qiuyi, who was happy to eat, stuffed food into her mouth and threw vegetables into Yan Xia's cold bowl. Yan Xialiang, who was originally focused on eating, found that the dishes in her bowl were almost covered with a hill before his own sister's behavior was revealed.

It made him cry?

His sister has never picked up food for him since she was a child. Is it so unexpected that she was surprised?

His sister has been fucked by him for the past few days, and she really feels like being a younger brother.

But... my dear sister, I can't eat your dear brother, are you making it? Have you forgotten that we don't let the leftovers in our bowl?!

But Yan Xialiang didn't dare to speak. He rarely felt that the silly child his sister loved was afraid that his sister would not treat him like this if she was dissatisfied... and she thought about it... she was quite disappointed.

Yan Qiuyi, who felt Yan Xialiang's gaze, glanced at the bowls piled up into the hills, and wanted to withdraw the chopsticks towards Yan Xialiang. Clinker Yan Xialiang lowered his head quickly and swallowed the chopsticks on Yan Qiuyi's hand into his mouth, and then burped loudly.

Well, he felt her sister's deep love for him... so full.

Yan Qiuyi didn't dislike Yan Xialiang, so she picked up a chopstick and tofu skin again. Well, she ate it herself this time.

Speaking of which, the habit of picking up food for people at the dinner table was developed after she graduated from graduate school. Both the Yan family and the Xia family are authentic northerners, and their personalities are generally generous, one is one, two is two, and they don’t pretend to be fake. Especially at the dinner table, everyone eats their own things and will not show the situation where you ask me and I let you.

After studying for the postgraduate and becoming a teacher, the teacher was not satisfied with her many behaviors, so she brought her around to teach her little by little - teaching herself or asking her seniors to teach her. This led to her spending most of her time with her seniors and seniors, and the dining table was always lively - this is what my master and his wife were used to. Everyone was like a family. It was normal for you to pick up food for me and I would pick up food for you. Well, you use public chopsticks. The fifth senior sister who has the best relationship with her sits on her right hand every time she eats, her condition is basically the same as her just now.

I'll take a bite of the dish and pick up a chopstick for you. They both are so familiar that they don't even need public chopsticks.

"We Yi Yi is really getting more and more like sisters." Xia Qiu looked relieved.

Yan Qiuyi snatched a charming look and slutted Yan Xialiang's head, "That's a must, it doesn't matter who I am."

Yan Xialiang, who was busy eating, did not raise his head and agreed perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, my sister is the best."

"Oh, our little Liangliang has called her sister a lot recently."

"Seeing that you are chanting so quickly every day, I will barely honor the old."

"Are you asking for a fight?"

"Mom, look at my sister, she doesn't look like a sister at all!"

"Mom, look at my brother, you know how to bully his sister!"

Seeing the two brothers and sisters fighting happily, Yan Zhengze and Ye Zhengyang, who were drinking over there, raised their heads.

"Brother, you are so lucky to be your son and daughter." Ye Zhengyang sighed.

"The pair of twins in your family, Zhengyang, are very good too. How many people are envious of the two young men?"

It is also a coincidence that Yan Zhengze and Ye Zhengyang have a regular word in his name. He joined the army in the same year and the family has two children, a pair of twins and twins. This coincidence is true.

"Don't tell my sister-in-law what I told you." Ye Zhengyang whispered.
Chapter completed!