I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 61 - The Misunderstanding of Color

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: The Misunderstanding of Color

Chapter 61 -61: The Misunderstanding of Color

Qiao Qingyu bit her lips; she obviously couldn’t relay Su Yunyao’s words verbatim to He Xiuyu, but she still wanted to confirm something.

He Xiuyu was just an engineer, not a soldier; how could he possibly have a gun?

Yet at that moment, for some reason, she blurted out, “He Xiuyu, may I see your gun?”

He Xiuyu, “…”

His face turned red instantly. Little did Qiao Qingyu know that when the base had just been established and there was only a communal bath, Shen Haoze and He Xiuyu would often refer to He Xiuyu’s private parts as a “gun” when they bathed together.

Though he came from a scholarly family, their risqué jokes were unbearable to watch.

He was truly full of indecent thoughts.

He was a scientific worker and treated marital relations with seriousness and care.

From a physiological standpoint, intimacy between the sexes is only natural.

The reason he hadn’t yet shared a bed with Qiao Qingyu was, one, because she was still not eighteen, and two, because he believed that a loving marital relationship should be more beautiful.

The former Qiao Qingyu had been tiresome and annoying, so such issues were naturally out of consideration.

But he had forgotten that in some ways, Qiao Qingyu was actually quite bold.

Her words were too explicit and too sudden, leaving him unprepared.

So, Qiao Qingyu felt it odd; why did he blush and seem so nervous? Did he really have a gun, but one that was privately held?

That would be terrible; she was so foolish. Why did she ask a question that was likely to touch a nerve?

“Forget it, forget I said anything,” Qiao Qingyu also felt a bit embarrassed, quickly trying to explain. Her cheeks, naturally thin-skinned, flushed with embarrassment, deepening He Xiuyu’s misunderstanding.

But strangely, while he had never considered these topics before, today, he found himself unexpectedly not averse to them.

In a way, He Xiuyu was not one to put on airs and speak seriously; rather, he was a straightforward man who saw such matters as normal, not needing to be hidden or ashamed.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so blunt about the matter of her crawling into his bed.

But the issue was, this was an office, not the place for such private conversations.

His face tensed, his tone as gentle as possible yet clearly serious, “Qiao Qingyu, this is the office. Don’t talk nonsense!”

Qiao Qingyu, “…”

She sheepishly nodded in agreement.

However, seeing Qiao Qingyu’s embarrassed demeanor made He Xiuyu feel a bit sympathetic; after all, she was his wife, and she had the right.

So, although he felt his heart race and his cheeks redden, he still cleared his throat a few times, leaned forward slightly, his voice raspy, but very low and soft, “Don’t worry, wait until you’ve turned eighteen, okay?”

Ah?

He was actually prepared to share this terrible secret with her? They say curiosity killed the cat.

If she saw it, wouldn’t she become an accomplice?

Just as Qiao Qingyu was about to refuse, the office door was knocked on, silencing them both for a moment.

Then Qiao Qingyu hurried to open the office door, and standing outside was none other than Uncle Xie, the logistics director.

Old Xie hadn’t expected Qiao Qingyu to visit He Xiuyu’s office.

And the two of them were standing at the door.

As a veteran driver with a son and a daughter, Old Xie cast a suspicious glance over them.

He secretly thought, “Young people are indeed young – daring to be affectionate in the office, look at those rosy cheeks. Ah, to be young is wonderful; as you age, you lack that passion.”

Of course, as a sly old fox, this was just a fleeting guess. He grinned, “Ah, Qingyu is here too. Are you getting ready to leave?”

“Mm, Uncle Xie, I needed to discuss something with He Xiuyu.”

“Have you finished talking then?”

“We have, you’re busy, I’ll be going…” said Qiao Qingyu as she quickly left without looking back.

This further confirmed Old Xie’s initial suspicion. Of course, when he turned back to look at He Xiuyu, he noticed that the young man had regained his usual composure, although his ears were still a bit red.

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Naturally, Old Xie wouldn’t cross the line by checking whether Xiao He Xiuyu had any reaction; he entered the office without straying his gaze.

Having left the Big White Building, Qiao Qingyu had already pushed aside what He Xiuyu had told her, as it concerned several months later.

Even though Qiao Qingyu liked to plan things and preferred to be prepared, under the current circumstances, she could only take one step at a time.

Riding her bicycle back to the temporary residential area, Qiao Qingyu hesitated at a fork in the road but ended up heading towards Xiaxi Commune.

There were still more than a hundred acres of land left, and since the area wasn’t straight nor regular-shaped, it was planned for Barley Grass, which meant it would all be manually sown.

She also planned to buy a hoe and a three-toothed rake.

She intended to work by herself around the new house, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to keep asking Mr. Qian to send help, so tools were essential.

Thinking thus, she realized there truly was much to do.

The weather remained dry, and the wind was strong – Qiao Qingyu spat out sand twice but continued cycling towards Xiaxi Commune against the wind.

Meanwhile, He Xiuyu had finished his conversation with Old Xie, checked on Rongrong who was still napping next door, secured the doors and windows, and then headed to a small room on the east side of the office.

Pushing open a small door, he found stairs.

They led to a basement, just one level down, secured with a heavy metal door.

This was He Xiuyu’s private laboratory, accessible only to him, and he had the only key. He opened the heavy door, turned on the wall-mounted lights, and the room brightened instantly.

He Xiuyu stood at the doorway, his features losing their usual warmth.

His gaze, cold and intense, was fixed on the experimentation table.

His face still showed confusion and an unspeakable complexity.

He moved to a spacious wooden desk covered with books, documents, and other materials.

After a brief pause, He Xiuyu picked up a blueprint from the desk which had “A-04 Engine Design Sketch” boldly written on it.

The paper was filled with curves, numbers, and shapes.

Moreover, the empty spaces contained plenty of small notes, some showing modifications, and many similar pieces of paper lay scattered across the adjacent desk.

He Xiuyu slowly sat down, his eyes unwavering as he looked at the blueprint in his hand.

Only he could enter here, as he alone had the key, and he had installed a double-password lock. Could Su Yunyao really have the guts and means to enter his underground laboratory?