In fact, she was so numb dealing with these things all day, she decided to have Luo Zhiyong look at them when she went home. She would rather spend time playing with the two little ones. During the day, she devoted all her time to work, so in the evening, she had to spend time with the two little ones, otherwise they might not be close to her in the future. On the way home, Luo Zhiyong carried Fang Pingying on his bicycle. At night, the streets were sparsely populated, reminding Fang Pingying of the time when they just got married. Fang Pingying used to do business in town, and the two of them often got up very early and went to town to sell goods, with the streets just as quiet. Back then, even though it was tiring and there were many things to take care of at home, they had nothing, but they rarely argued. Unlike now, it seemed that arguments between them slowly became more frequent, and the messy situations at home became increasingly excessive. Was it others who had changed, or was it them? Fang Pingying hadn’t figured out this issue yet. Fang Pingying sat at the rear of Luo Zhiyong’s bicycle, wrapping her arms around his waist, resting her face on his back, and sighed deeply. Hearing this, Luo Zhiyong softly asked, "What’s the matter?" "It’s nothing." She didn’t know where to start with these issues and didn’t want to spoil the mood today, so she shook her head. Then, she remembered the incident about Liu Fengsheng coming to work at the supermarket and brought it up to Luo Zhiyong, "By the way, Liu Fengsheng didn’t come to the supermarket to shop today. He specifically came to talk to me about something." Luo Zhiyong didn’t show much reaction, just inquiring, "What is it?" "He plans to quit his job at the supply and marketing cooperative and work at our supermarket," said Fang Pingying, continuing, "But I haven’t agreed yet. I want him to come back tomorrow. We need to discuss with Uncle Zeng and see if he’s suitable." Fang Pingying thought Luo Zhiyong would be unhappy, but surprisingly, Luo Zhiyong thought it over and analyzed from a business perspective, "Liu Fengsheng seems quite reliable, and he has been working at the supply and marketing cooperative for many years. If he really comes to your supermarket, it will make things a lot easier for you guys." Fang Pingying smiled and said, "Wow, Comrade Luo Zhiyong, how come your enlightenment suddenly improved?" "If you ask whether I feel comfortable about it, indeed I am a bit uncomfortable, as no man likes another man being too close to his wife," Luo Zhiyong shared his true feelings with Fang Pingying. "But I’ve thought it through, as long as I trust you, there is nothing we can’t get past." This argument helped Luo Zhiyong understand something: between husband and wife, there should be no suspicion. Since he loves her, he must trust her absolutely. Especially regarding Fang Pingying, who was willing to marry him when he had nothing, even potentially disabled, and when the household was in disarray. Now that he still has nothing and household matters are increasingly escalating, she still stays by his side unwaveringly. There’s no reason for him not to trust her. "So, that’s why you say your enlightenment is high," Fang Pingying was happy that Luo Zhiyong was willing to share his feelings, and she explained softly, "Actually, you’re overthinking it. I’m not very familiar with Liu Fengsheng; we’ve only met a few times, and whenever we met, it was mostly me and Tingting talking a lot. I hardly spoke a few words with him, there’s simply no relationship." Luo Zhiyong didn’t say anything, but as a man, he was definitely more aware of men’s things, and he knew that Liu Fengsheng had some feelings for his wife. But as he said himself, as long as he trusts his wife, there’s nothing to worry about. He smiled and nodded, "Yes, I understand. I was overthinking." Fang Pingying hugged his waist, looked at the back of his head, and asked, "So, you mean you don’t oppose him working at our supermarket?" Luo Zhiyong smiled and nodded, and said very generously, "It’s up to you to decide about the supermarket matters. If you think he’s capable, that’s fine. I won’t comment." "Fang Pingying laughed softly, pressed her face against Luo Zhiyong’s back, and whispered to him." The two of them slowly rode their bike while chatting, and when they got home, it was almost nine o’clock at night. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI(F)ire.net Seeing the two returning together and still chatting and laughing, Luo Honglan knew they had made up and was incredibly happy, jokingly saying, "Big brother, sister-in-law, I fed Yaoyao some rice paste, and the food is warmed up. We can eat now." Seeing that she hadn’t eaten yet, Fang Pingying scolded playfully, "Silly girl, we are late, you should have eaten earlier." Luo Honglan busily waved her hands and chuckled at them, saying, "No worries, I’m not hungry. I was waiting to eat with you all, it’s more joyful to eat together as a family." Fang Pingying smiled and patted her head, telling her to put Yaoyao down and get ready to eat. After dinner, they put the two little ones to bed, Luo Zhiyong then used the pretext of doing the accounts to call Fang Pingying into the room. Of course, doing the accounts was just an excuse; someone obviously had other intentions. Having been apart for so long, and with last night’s matter still unfinished, how could he easily let go of Fang Pingying? The phrase "a short separation is better than a new marriage" held until Fang Pingying begged for mercy to be finally liberated. Afterwards, she lay on the bed completely exhausted, not even wanting to move a finger. However, Luo Zhiyong was full of energy, took a shower in the bathroom, brought some water for Fang Pingying, and cleaned her body. He then continued to help Fang Pingying with the account books in the room. Fang Pingying glanced at the watch by the bed and saw it was already past eleven o’clock. She softly said, "Zhiyong, stop looking. I’ll check it myself when I go back to the supermarket tomorrow." Luo Zhiyong came over, kissed her on the forehead, tucked her in, and said with a smile, "No need, I’ll finish checking for you. You can go later tomorrow, and after you get there, you can still have some rest." After speaking, he sat at the table, pointing at the account book, and continued, "In the future, if there’s anything that can be brought back home, bring it back, and I’ll prepare it for you. The next day, you’ll just need to give a quick look." Fang Pingying looked at him, smiled, and murmured, "Alright, after all, it was you who took up my time." "Okay," Luo Zhiyong finished speaking and looked at her adoringly. The next day, when Uncle Zeng and others met Liu Fengsheng, Uncle Zeng inquired about Liu Fengsheng’s previous job and let him share his ideas about the supermarket. Having observed the supermarket the other day and thought it over, Liu Fengsheng’s reply greatly satisfied Uncle Zeng. It was unanimously decided to appoint Liu Fengsheng as the Deputy General Manager. From then on, they would let Liu Fengsheng handle the matters of the supermarket, entrusting him with the recruitment of the management staff as well, needing only to coordinate with Liu Fengsheng and manage the finances properly.