The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 76

Ye Qingshui finished eating the leek dumplings in the bowl, full of stomach and warm in heart. She wiped away the tears, and her heart was full of hope.

    When they happily sorted out the manuscript, the couple ran into something that was caught off guard: the manuscript was not only dirty, but many pages were missing! If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to find this problem.

    Ye Qingshui's heart was filled with anger uncontrollably.

    The next day, the couple went to the publishing house to find the missing manuscript and found nothing.

    The people from the publishing house plausibly said: "How could it be less? If it is less, you lost it yourself. Is there anything else, comrades? We are very busy at work!"

    He grabbed his wife and said, "Forget it, It's useless to reason with them."

    People say lightly, these manuscripts are worthless in their eyes, and of course they won't treat them with care.

    After returning home, Xie Tingyu turned over the remaining manuscripts and said, "Let me see if it can be repaired."

    Ye Qingshui was angry and angry, wishing to teach those people a lesson. But Xie Tingyu had already begun to cut the kraft paper, picked up the pen and thought about it for a while, then began to write.

    Xie Tingyu has a good memory. He had read Zhou Cunren's manuscript before and it was not difficult to restore it.

    Ye Qingshui watched him leaning on the table, writing from noon to the afternoon, until the setting sun went down and the tired bird returned to the forest, he still hadn't finished writing. After a hurried dinner, Xie Tingyu began to write again.

    This kind of work of copying the content as it is by memory is very difficult, and Xie Tingyu frowned and hesitated from time to time. Ye Qingshui didn't dare to interrupt his thoughts beside him, but he felt very distressed and blamed himself.

    Before going to bed, Xie Tingyu finally stopped. He saw his daughter-in-law holding a pot of hot water, neither dared to step forward nor wanted to leave, so he looked at him firmly beside him with guilt in his eyes.

    Ye

    Qingshui met his gaze, "What can I do for you?" Xie Tingyu finished writing the last symbol and put down his pen. He looked at her slightly flushed eyes, and suddenly said jokingly: "You can help me rub my shoulders."

    The hot water bottle in Ye Qingshui's hand almost slipped.

    She thought that Xie Tingyu had been writing at the desk for most of the day, and her body really couldn't stand it.

    Ye Qingshui put down the kettle and rubbed Xie Tingyu's shoulders. Grandma has mild arthritis. Ye Qingshui often massages her with good technique.

    Xie Tingyu completely relaxed and leaned back in the chair.

    The stiff shoulder muscles felt the softness from the hands. After the soreness, it was endless comfort. After a while, the feeling of electric current spread from the tail vertebrae and gradually climbed. Xie Tingyu felt a little restlessness in his body. , As if being hidden in a ball of fire.

    Ye Qingshui still wanted to massage Xie Tingyu's waist, but as soon as he moved his hand a few inches, Xie Tingyu bounced like he was burned by the fire.

    He turned his head slightly embarrassed, "It's much more comfortable."

    Ye Qingshui just smirked on her lips.