Ye Cong just looked back and continued to discuss the techniques of chopping firewood with his father-in-law.
Xinya watched Yuan also come in, went over and grabbed her wrist, and led her into the room.
"I didn't expect Mr. Ye to have such a human side." Yuan Ye turned back to look at the man in the yard and sighed. Who would have thought that the man who made everything possible in City B would now be chopping firewood here.
"He's mainly bored here." Xinya waved his hand, "Where's Professor Ding? Didn't you come back together?"
"I have something to do and I have to go to the city." Yuan also sat down by the bed and took the snacks from Xinya, "I think Ye always enjoys it. It is really a kind of enjoyment to relax properly in this place. .”
Xin Ya was still very happy when his hometown was praised.
"Ye Cong said you used to be a reporter." Xinya pulled up a stool and sat down opposite her, and asked with a hint of temptation, "Can I ask you a favor?"
"You tell me, as long as I can do it." Yuan Ye was eating snacks, which were a bit sour, more suitable for a pregnant woman like Xinya, so she silently put down the dried apricots.
"It's during your inspection period. When you go back, can you write some press releases about the volunteer teacher below?" Xinya asked, her voice not loud.
Yuan Ye paused for a moment before putting down the dried apricots. She thought Xinya was going to ask her to write about tourist attractions.
"I heard Mr. Ye say that you wrote an article about the young master before, and it has received a great response, so I would like to ask you to promote those people who have been unknown." Xinya said seriously.
Yuan couldn't help but pinch a dried apricot and put it in his mouth. It was so sour.
Ding Junhui said that he came here mainly to pave the way for her.
so-
The sourness spreads in the mouth and reaches the heart.
He was already thinking about her before they were together.
She doesn’t like entertainment news, but what about financial news
Is it what she likes
Perhaps Ding Junhui saw it more clearly than she did.
Yuan also thought about the day he talked to her about volunteers, about the research support group, and even talked to her about whether to volunteer.
She has the heart, but she doesn't have the courage.
But what if you are a lifestyle reporter? What if we just use a month or two to interview some volunteers and tell the world about their deeds
The moment this thought came to her mind, she was shocked.
There is a feeling of enlightenment and enlightenment.
It turned out that this was what she wanted to do all along.
It turns out that he has always understood himself better than himself.
That man was more attentive to this relationship than she thought.
"Okay." The sourness in his mouth dissipated, leaving a bit of sweetness.
Yuan also thought that this might be the most delicious dried apricots she had ever tasted.
"That's great. Mr. Ye also said that famous journalists won't write about these things because no one will read them." Xinya said excitedly.
Yuan also understood, no wonder she was so cautious at the beginning, maybe because she was afraid that he would reject her.
But Ye Cong is right. No front-line reporter is willing to do such reporting for a long time, because no one has the patience to keep paying attention.
But she is different. Ding Junhui has solved all the external factors for her. She can do what she wants to do without any distractions and does not need to give up because of lack of courage.