Time Travel in the 1980s: The Rough Factory Manager Lifted Me Up High

Although I have seen the man's face countless times, I still can't help but marvel, it is simply Nuwa's final work.

The man was mature, steady, taciturn, and seemed to have a very indifferent attitude towards everything, but Lin Zhi knew that he was still the same hot young man at heart.

The man said nothing and let Lin Zhi look at him until Lin Zhi reacted.

Lin Zhi looked away unnaturally: "Well, let me get up and make breakfast."

In the past, Jiang Ye had prepared breakfast, mainly because he had slept until dawn before getting up. If it hadn't been for the rooster crowing at Aunt Miao's house next door, Lin Zhi would have had to wake up at dawn.

The man looked at Lin Zhi holding up her hands, her beautiful long black hair hanging slightly messy, and the woman's bright and charming face flawless.

The man pressed Lin Zhi in front of him and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Sleep a little longer."

Lin Zhi looked up at the man's chin. He shaved frequently, so his chin was very clean, but some marks could be seen vaguely.

"No, I've slept well. I'll get up and make breakfast first." Lin Zhi's voice was soft.

The man lowered his eyes and just met Lin Zhi's eyes. The next second, the man's hand covered the back of Lin Zhi's neck. Before Lin Zhi could react, the man lowered his head and his lips were captured by the man.

The man's chin was cold and hard, and his thin lips pressed against hers, but he didn't go any further.

It's very gentle, like a dragonfly touching water. It tastes briefly, but it doesn't move away. Little by little, over and over again, lingering.

That feeling made Lin Zhi feel a little itchy and couldn't help but respond.

Just the next second, the man's lips left.

Lin Zhi's watery eyes were a bit confused, and she looked at Jiang Ye with confusion.

According to the past, shouldn't men continue to delve deeper and then explore life further?Why did you shrink back today?

At this moment, the man's eyebrows were gentle, his slender fingertips traced across her beautiful eyebrows, and his voice was low and restrained: "Your period is about to come."

Lin Zhi: So it’s because of this.

The man lifted off the quilt, put on his clothes, and stood beside the bed. His tall figure shrouded Lin Zhi's entire body.

Suddenly, Lin Zhi's eyes lit up. Does that prove that no matter what he does these days, he will get through it safely?

In that case, hehe.

Lin Zhi suddenly lifted up the quilt and stood on the bed, then climbed up Jiang Ye's neck under Jiang Ye's gaze, slowly approached Jiang Ye, and breathed out like a blue: "Are you really not going to do something?"

The man put his hand on Lin Zhi's waist and tightened it suddenly. He stared at the woman in his arms. The cunning in her eyes was clearly visible. He sighed softly, lowered his head and pecked the woman on the lips: "Don't make trouble. , be good, sleep a little longer, I’m going to make breakfast.”

The man's doting tone made Lin Zhi feel a little carried away. Seeing that he was so obedient, she would stop teasing him.

"Okay, then go make breakfast." Lin Zhi let go of his troublesome hand and said.

The man rubbed the girl's soft hair and said, "Well, let's rest."

"Wait a minute, I want to ask, who owns the sweet-scented osmanthus tree opposite our door?"

Lin Zhi suddenly remembered that there was an osmanthus tree not far from the door. She could smell the fragrance of osmanthus every day. It happened to be the season when osmanthus was in full bloom. She suddenly thought that she could make some osmanthus cake.

It must be delicious. They are all made of pure natural ingredients.

Jiang Ye thought for a moment, and then said: "If it doesn't belong to someone else, what do you want to do?" Many trees in the village did not say who they belonged to, they are all wild, even some fruit trees are wild, and when they mature During the season, people in the village will pick and eat them.

Lin Zhi did not hide anything from Jiang Ye, and said, "I see that the sweet-scented osmanthus tree is growing very well, and there are many flowers on it. If possible, I would like to pick some sweet-scented osmanthus to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand. I'll get it for you tonight, but don't go there yourself."

Jiang Ye knew that Lin Zhi always liked to cook up some delicious food. The mung bean cake before was very delicious, and today he was going to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He didn't like sweets, so he was looking forward to it.

"Okay." It would be great to have someone to help with it, so Lin Zhi did not refuse.

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After breakfast, Lin Zhi continued to teach Jiang Yuan how to read and learn pinyin at home, while Jiang Ye went to the pig farm.

"Brother Ye, why hasn't my sister-in-law brought you food recently?" Tang Liping kept leaning towards Jiang Ye.

The main reason is that I miss my sister-in-law's cooking skills recently. When my sister-in-law came to deliver food, I could still eat a little thanks to Brother Zhanzhan Ye, but now that my sister-in-law is no longer here, the "pig food" I eat is a bit boring. It's boring.

Jiang Ye rolled his eyes at Tang Liping: "Have you finished unloading all your goods?"

Tang Liping straightened his chest and said confidently: "Of course, Brother Ye, you don't believe me too much."

Seeing Tang Liping doing nothing, Jiang Ye's eyes flashed, and then he said: "Now that you've finished, go to the osmanthus tree in the village, not far from my house, and pick some osmanthus flowers, and pick more."

"Pick osmanthus? What do you want osmanthus for?" Tang Liping asked doubtfully, and then he seemed to think of something, "Oh - Brother Ye, you don't want to give flowers to your sister-in-law, do you? But osmanthus is not a rare thing. It’s not a good thing to give as a gift.”

Ye Ge is so rich, but he didn't expect to be so stingy that he wouldn't be willing to buy better flowers.

Jiang Ye frowned, his voice slightly cold: "What are you talking about anymore?"

"Isn't it for my sister-in-law? Is it for pigs? The pigs won't eat that stuff either." Tang Liping was even more confused.

Jiang Ye: "Go if you are told. Why are you so secretive?"

"Okay. How much does it cost, Brother Ye?"

"One basket is enough."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

"When you're done, just take it to your sister-in-law."

He also said that it was not for his sister-in-law, and asked him to deliver it himself, "Brother Ye, wouldn't this be bad?" Although the sweet-scented osmanthus is very shabby, but no matter what, Brother Ye should give it to him himself.

"If you keep talking, you and Dongzi will switch. You go clean the pig pen and let Dongzi do it."

Dongzi: "Okay, I have no objection, come on."

It would be great if he didn't have to clean the pigsty. As long as he didn't have to clean the pigsty, he would do any job.

Tang Liping slipped over and said, "I don't mind you big-headed guy. I'll clean your pigsty properly."

"Brother Ye, I won't say anything anymore. I'll go right away and make sure the mission is completed."

Then the people disappeared in a flash. It was a joke. Cleaning the pig pen or picking osmanthus. Isn't it an obvious decision to choose?
Dongzi was a little regretful. He almost didn't have to clean the pigsty. The smell of the pigsty was so unpleasant.