On December 7, the Qing government entrusted Yuan Shikai with full responsibility for discussing peace talks with the provinces, Fang Yanqing hesitated for a moment, and asked Xu Qingyi to prepare in advance, send a few reporters out, find clever ones, dig up more materials, accommodation and food expenses, and have a reward.

"What are you going to do about the peace talks?" Fang Yanqing couldn't help frowning when he heard Wei Chao say that he might have to attend the meeting of the peace talks, Wei Chao has been busy every day these days, he left before he woke up, and he didn't come back until he slept, and he and Wei Chao The couple in the newlywed truly reflected that either you are busy or I am busy, anyway, we are both very busy.

"There is no hurry about the peace talks for the time being, they just sent me a message that I had better attend, I heard that it should be the end of the month. "Wei Chao put on his coat, I thought I still had to go, after all, there were still a lot of troubles afterward.

Fang Yanqing knew what Wei Chao was talking about, it was currency, "Okay then," Fang Yanqing kissed the corner of Wei Chao's mouth and continued, "The construction site has started, thank you for hiring an overseer and helping me pay the money by the way." ”

When the land was started, Wei Chao's secretary Fu Zhi called Fang Yanqing, when Fang Yanqing hurried there, the construction site had already begun to work, the supervisor was a young man who didn't look big, I heard Fu Zhi say that it was under Wei Chao's hands, Wei Chao had set up a construction team by himself, probably responsible for some large factories, western-style buildings and the design and supervision of various buildings, and this young man was a member of Wei Chao's construction team, I heard that he graduated from a very powerful school abroad, Fang Yanqing listened to Fu Zhi's introduction, and looked at his poor row of school buildings, and felt that the appearance of this school building and the achievements of young people did not match, a strong sense of guilt rose in my heart.

"Hello Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry for you. Fang Yanqing looked at the young man and accosted.

Lin Chang Du shook his head, looked at the workers working in front of him, and smiled gently, "Don't bother, I took the initiative to take charge of these school buildings, Miss Fang's idea is very good, which makes Lin admire, so I will do my best." ”

"It should be," Wei Chao gently hugged Fang Yanqing's head and deepened the kiss, "Besides, didn't you say before that you wanted to split fifty or five with me? ”

Fang Yanqing didn't expect Wei Chao to remember what he said before, and he was a little dissatisfied with Wei Chao's pouting that grabbed his pigtails, "How can you calculate it like this, it's just quite unreasonable." ”

"Then please forgive your husband for being unreasonable in this regard. ”

December 8th, Friday, the first issue of the calendar weekly was published, the sales on the first day were not high, Fang Yanqing also asked someone to buy two copies, one sent to the Ocean Building, one for himself, the layout on it is clear, the structure is clear, the big and small things that happened this week are recorded along the timeline, there is a feeling of looking back on a week's life, compared to his previous needle in a haystack to buy various newspapers to understand the big and small things that happened in a week, it is much easier to see that the girl can do this, Fang Yanqing is very pleased.

At that time, when she forced Qing Yatou to help the Zhi Bao Agency, in fact, Fang Yanqing didn't expect her to be able to do it to this extent, maybe Qing Yatou should have been so good, but her life in Rongcheng limited her own ideas, and also limited her development space, in fact, if you think about it carefully, Qing Yatou has always been very aura, suddenly, Fang Yanqing had an inexplicable sense of luck, glad that he brought Qing Yatou back and did not bury her.

On the second day, the sales of the Zhengli Weekly suddenly skyrocketed, rising several times, and many mansions ordered newspapers to the Weekly, and paid a one-year deposit, and suddenly the Zhengli Weekly became the richest newspaper for the Zhibao Society, and made a lot of money for Fang Yanqing to come back, and the sales and bonuses of the Zhibao were linked, and all the members of the Zhengli Weekly took a lot of rewards that month.

Shanghai Xi'an Jiaotong Middle School also notified Fang Yanqing to go to class, in order to appear low-key, Fang Yanqing asked the driver to put himself two streets away from the school and go back, and walked to school by himself, but helplessly, the driver seemed to listen to Wei Chao's words more, and every time he had to wait for Fang Yanqing to walk into the school safely before leaving.

There are more than 1,000 students in Xi'an Jiaotong Middle School, three grades, and hundreds of teachers, Fang Yan stood under the main stage of the auditorium, looking at Wu Yangyang's head a little panicked, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, glanced at about ten or so intern teachers around him, and suddenly his eyes were fixed in one direction, it was a girl wearing a blue gown, a black long skirt, and a pair of cotton shoes, looking a little familiar, isn't this the woman I met when I was in the West District? I thought she was going back to Changde Girls' School to teach, but I didn't expect to come here, it seems that I was lucky not to meet her during the interview and written test.

After the principal on the podium finished speaking, he waved them up and asked them to go up, and after introducing a few words, let them say a few words to introduce themselves.

Fang Yanqing happened to be the second seat, and I wanted to learn from what the previous one said, but I didn't expect the previous one to be very shy, and read his name softly, and said that he would make progress with everyone, and then bowed, which was simply of no reference value.

"Hello students, my name is Fang Yanqing, you may call me Mr. Fang later, I heard that Xi'an Jiao Tong Middle School adopts a credit system, a course selection system, I will try to be as humorous as possible in my lectures, I hope I and you can learn from each other, thank you. After the dialect was clear and concise, he turned around and went to the back row, just like the previous one.

Fang Yanqing originally had no interest in other people, but when she saw Qin Wei start to speak, Fang Yanqing still raised one ear and listened, her voice was soft, I don't know why, Fang Yanqing heard the pretentiousness, Fang Yanqing wanted to swear to the sky, she definitely did not add subjective factors, but she praised the school, the principal, the seniors, and the students, and praised the students, and praised the students at the same time, and praised how she could praise her so much, obviously introducing herself, Fang Yanqing felt that she had run to another place all of a sudden.

Finally, Qin Wei ended her stinky and long speech. Standing on the stage in high heels all the time, Fang Yanqing didn't dare to move, his feet were sore and painful, and he was led by the very old teacher in the afternoon to familiarize himself with the school, and received his own class schedule, Fang Yanqing finally ended the day's fatigue.

Zhao Erfeng was beheaded, the situation in the whole Sichuan was settled, Fang Yanqing put his feet in the wooden barrel while reading the newspaper, after washing his feet, soaking his feet has become a habit of Fang Yanqing, from the first day of coming back from school with a sore foot, Fang Yanqing has to run his feet every night, put some Chinese medicine in the wooden barrel, a soak is half an hour, originally Wei Chao was against Fang Yanqing like this, but often look at Fang Yanqing soaking his feet, he can't help it, and occasionally wants to soak it.

"Tomorrow on the winter solstice, I let the maid at home take a holiday and go back to accompany my family. Fang Yanqing glanced up at Wei Chao, picked up the footkerchief next to him, and wiped his feet.

Wei Chao sat on the bed and nodded, "I said why didn't I see anyone." ”

"Let's make dumplings at noon tomorrow, and go to my father's place for dinner in the evening. Fang Yanqing proposed, put his feet in his slippers, walked to the bathroom with a small wooden bucket, poured out the water, washed his hands, and threw himself on Wei Chao.

"Dumplings, shouldn't you drink mutton soup on the winter solstice?" Wei Chao squinted his eyes and hugged Fang Yanqing's body, he and Fang Yanqing were too busy, and Fang Yanqing probably noticed it, so he put forward this idea.

"What about the mutton soup dumplings?" Fang Yanqing rubbed his head on Wei Chao's body, and said coquettishly with a red face.

"What about breakfast, what should we eat?" Wei Chao saw that Fang Yan was a little unaccustomed to it, coughed lightly, and asked pretending to be serious.

"Breakfast?" Fang Yanqing in his arms raised his head and squinted his eyes at Wei Chao, "Can we get up in the morning for breakfast?"

Hearing Fang Yanqing's words, Wei Chao's eyes suddenly deepened.

On the second day, it was three poles before it got up.

Fang Yanqing yawned, struggled to get up from the bed, softened his sore waist, and sighed weakly, it seems that he has to exercise his body properly, otherwise his body may not be able to withstand the toss.

"What's wrong? Are you still uncomfortable?" Wei Chao kissed Fang Yanqing's face and asked.

"It's fine. As soon as Fang Yanqing spoke, he found that his throat was hoarse, swallowed his saliva, lifted the quilt and got up, went to wash, and had to eat and clothe himself at noon.

Wei Chao looked at Fang Yanqing, who had nowhere to start with the bowl and basin holding flour, and narrowed his eyes, "Are you sure you can make dumplings?"

"Of course!" Fang Yanqing replied categorically, and then took out a piece of paper from his clothes bag, on which was the steps that Qing Yatou had written in detail with a pen, "First scoop some flour into a basin, then pour in an appropriate amount of water, press it with your hands, and knead the dough into a shape......"

Fang Yanqing scooped two large bowls of flour, then picked up another glass of water, and poured a little more, as if it was too little, and then poured a little, it seemed that it was still too little, and he couldn't knead it at all, Fang Yanqing looked at the flour in front of him, his heart was horizontal, and he poured all the water in the cup into it, looking at the flour that was flooded without some dilution, Fang Yanqing hurriedly poured the flour while pressing it for a short time, watching Fang Yanqing's hurried movements, Wei Chao reached out and took Fang Yanqing's cup from behind him, rolled up his sleeves, and reached out to start kneading the dough.

Feeling the breath of the person behind him, Fang Yanqing blushed a little, it was really embarrassing, and he explained stubbornly, "I just don't have the strength, it's an accident." ”

"Well, I know. Wei Chao's tone was sincere, except for the upturned corners of his mouth that revealed Wei Chao's thoughts, there were basically no other mistakes.

Fang Yanqing pursed his lips and got out from under Wei Chao's arm, then washed the cabbage and meat again, ready to start chopping the vegetables, and then stomping on the vegetables.

Wei Chao paid attention to the movements behind him, afraid that Fang Yanqing would not pay attention to his hand when he used the knife, and hurriedly said, "If you don't want to rest, just let me do it." ”

Listening to Wei Chao's words, Fang Yanqing seemed a little unwilling, "I can cut vegetables." ”