Ang Lee suddenly had the urge to run away. Yang Yurou's gaze was too fiery, too high. It made his bones go numb, as if he was going to be swallowed whole.
"Assistant Minister Li, why do you always have this kind of gaze when you see me? Could it be that Little Sister will eat you? Look at how scared you are."
Yang Yurou smiled charmingly as she walked in front of Ang Lee. She was less than a foot away from Ang Lee. Her coquettish aura made Ang Lee dizzy.
Just how much rouge did this old woman put on to be able to make such a big fragrance? Her family's servant boy was going to suffer. He might not be able to take a liking to her, and would probably suffocate to death.
"When I looked up, I saw a fairy walking over. I was shocked and lost my composure for a moment. I hope Miss can forgive me."
Ang Lee acted as if he didn't know her and complimented Yang Yurou's beauty.
"Look at you, you really know how to talk. I like it."
Yang Yurou took another step forward. The distance between her and Ang Lee was less than a fist. Her towering white rabbit was about to touch Ang Lee's body, and Ang Lee's butt was already sitting on the desk. It could be said that he had nowhere to retreat.
"Even if you like me, you don't have to get so close. The weather is too hot."
Ang Lee leaned back, somewhat uncomfortable.
"This great aunt is not hot. Assistant Minister Li, you clearly know that I am interested in you, and I don't want you to take responsibility. What are you afraid of?"
Yang Yurou was already close to Ang Lee's body, and she took the opportunity to press him down on the desk. She had the aura of a tyrant.
Ang Lee complained in his heart. How could he be afraid of this fellow? It was just that Ang Lee was a bit of a clean freak. He didn't like this kind of fellow who had been crawled on by countless men. He felt a bit disgusted, especially when he thought of Yang Yurou's face being licked by Yang Zhao.
Although his heart couldn't accept it, his body betrayed him. When Yang Yurou's soft body pressed down on Ang Lee's body, Ang Lee's disappointing fellow suddenly pushed against Yang Yurou's lower abdomen.
"Good and bad, much stronger than the average man."
Yang Yurou's heart thumped wildly. She had only just pushed Li An down, and his reaction was already so big and intense. Compared to Yang Zhao, who had to be fiddled with for a long time to get hard, his strength was indeed on a completely different level. This made her very satisfied. Her face flushed red as she thought about how she would feel to be pressed down on the bed by such a brave and fierce man.
Looking at the rippling face of Yang Yurou, Li An suddenly felt like he had been seduced. Men liked to want, and they liked not to want, but they definitely didn't like to want. This involved issues of dignity and ability.
Just by looking at her eyes, Li An could tell that this girl's needs were ten times that of an ordinary person's. It would take a lot of effort to satisfy her. Once this kind of relationship was formed, it would be like smoking a lot of cigarettes. It was not easy to quit. She was also someone that he could not offend. Therefore, he must not make a mistake that would lead to everlasting sorrow. He must control himself.
"Let's see how long you can endure."
. Yang Yurou held Ang Lee tightly in her arms, her eyes burning. Her small mouth moved closer to Ang Lee.
"Third granny, spare me! I'm very tired today. "
Ang Lee pushed Yang Yurou away, his face covered in cold sweat.
"Ang Lee, who are you calling granny? Am I that old?"
Yang Yurou was in the heat of the moment. Being pushed away by Ang Lee made her very unhappy. Being called granny made her even more unhappy.
What women found most difficult to tolerate was being called old. Auntie, auntie, granny, these words were all insults to young women. No woman could tolerate being called an auntie. Moreover, Yang Yurou really did look very young, not old at all. She found it even harder to endure this kind of insult.
Ang Lee was not in a hurry. He chuckled and explained, "I am His Majesty's grandson, so I should naturally be Imperial Consort Gui's grandson. Calling Imperial Consort Gui granny is fine. Third granny is Imperial Consort Gui's elder sister, so I should call her that."
Yang Yurou was originally very angry, but hearing Ang Lee's words, she was immediately amused. She reached out and stroked Ang Lee's face, saying with concern, "Good grandson, my good grandson is already so big. Let granny take a good look at you, hahaha!"
Ang Lee sighed. In the end, he was still taken advantage of.
"Third granny, what important matter did you come to find me for?"
Ang Lee asked.
"It's nothing too important. A few days ago, Yang Zhao took some women's underwear from you. We all felt that it was very good. My grandson, are you really going to give us such a good opportunity to make money?"
Yang Yurou asked.
"Yes, I already have enough businesses. I don't need one more."
Ang Lee said with certainty.
"Good grandson, that's great. I came this time to discuss this matter. Let's sit down and talk!"
Ang Lee had already expressed that he would give the new underwear to the Yang Family. However, the technical drawings were in Ang Lee's mind. Therefore, if the Yang Family wanted to expand their business, they could not do without Ang Lee's help. In the later stages, in order to increase production, they would need specialized production machines. These machines could only be invented by Ang Lee. Without Ang Lee's help, they would not be able to do anything.
Ang Lee was very generous. This kind of business was very profitable, but the actual profits were not very large. The market prospects were also far inferior to glass. Therefore, giving it to the Yang Family was also worth considering.
The two discussed for a long time. Many details of the cooperation were discussed. Ang Lee would provide some technical help free of charge. However, if they needed machines in the later stages, they would have to pay for them. The price was fair and reasonable.
The days in the R&D Center were really boring. There were only machines and more machines. This kind of life was naturally not very interesting. However, Ang Lee worked at most eight hours a day. Most of the time, if there was not too much to do, he would go back early.
In order to increase the enjoyment of life, Ang Lee set up a yard to raise small animals in the courtyard. This yard raised many small animals. There were chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cows, sheep, deer, and so on.
After sending Yang Yurou off, Ang Lee saw that there was nothing else to do. He left the R&D Center and returned to his courtyard to enjoy life.
The yard to raise small animals became a place that Ang Lee would go to every day. There was a breath of life there. It was very interesting.
All the chicks, ducks, and geese were hatched by Ang Lee himself. They were not bought from the market.
Seeing the eggs turn into chicks one by one, Ang Lee felt a sense of accomplishment. The appearance of the chicks breaking out of their shells was very cute. It was very comfortable to hold them in his hands. Ang Lee liked to feed these small animals. He was very happy to watch them peck at the food.
"Father, you sneaked back again!"
A little girl quietly walked behind Ang Lee and patted Ang Lee on the shoulder.
"Man 'er, when did you come?"
"I've been here for a while."
Ang Lee picked up the little girl and touched her little face. He explained, "Father came back openly. How can you say that I sneaked back?"
"Mother said that. She said that Father would always sneak back."
"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. Alright, accompany Father to feed the little girls!"
As Ang Lee spoke, he picked up a bag of cornflour and grabbed a large handful. Man 'er also grabbed a handful.
"Come, scatter the cornflour on the ground. Look at how happy these chicks are eating!"
Ang Lee scattered the cornflour on the ground bit by bit and watched the chicks peck at it.
Corn had been a crop in the Tang dynasty for a few years. Because of its relatively high yield, it had always been popular among the common people. Many people chose to plant corn to obtain more food.
There was also a lot of corn planted near Li An's courtyard. Other people's corn was for eating, but Li An used it to feed small animals. These were all good corn that had just been mashed, not the residue that wasn't so good. There weren't many people who could afford to be so extravagant.
Man 'er didn't scatter the cornflour on the ground. Instead, she gently squatted down and reached out to feed the chicks that had just been born. The chicks' beaks were very sharp, and it was very painful when they pecked at her tender little hand. It was so painful that Man 'er raised her hand high from time to time. When the pain subsided a little, she put her hand down again and continued to feed the chicks with sharp beaks.
"Man 'er, don't the chicks feel pain when they peck at your hand? Just scatter the cornflour on the ground. "
Seeing Man 'er's tender little hand being pecked by the chicks, Ang Lee naturally felt very distressed. He asked Man' er not to do so.
"Father, it doesn't hurt. How dirty is the cornflour on the ground? It's not good to be dirty. The chicks will get sick if they eat it. "
Man 'er opened her eyes wide and said seriously.
"My Man 'er is really a good child. You even know how to care about the chicks. Come, Father also feeds the chicks with his palm."
Ang Lee also followed Man 'er's example. He squatted down, grabbed a large handful of cornflour, and reached out to let the chicks peck at it.
When the large group of chicks saw Ang Lee's hand reaching over, they first dodged in fear and chattered. When they saw the cornflour in Ang Lee's hand, they all swarmed over and snatched the cornflour in Ang Lee's hand.
"No rush, no rush. Everyone has a share, haha!"
Ang Lee tried to talk to the chicks and was very happy.
Feeling the chicks pecking at his hand, Ang Lee felt very comfortable. Feeding the chicks with his hand was much better than scattering cornflour on the ground. These were two completely different feelings.
"Father, doesn't your hand hurt? Why don't you raise it every now and then?"
Man 'er raised her little hand and looked at Ang Lee.
Ang Lee smiled and pinched Man 'er's little face with his other hand. He said, "How can my hand be the same as yours? Father's hand is rough, and my Man 'er's little hand is tender. Of course, I'm afraid of pain. "
"It really doesn't hurt at all?"
Man 'er stared at Ang Lee's hand with wide eyes.
"It really doesn't hurt, not at all. Little guy, after feeding the chicks, let Father have a good hug."
Ang Lee said with a smile.
"No, Father. After we feed the chicks, we still have to feed the ducklings, geese, and rabbits."
Man 'er said very seriously.
"Oh, my Man 'er is quite busy! You have to feed all the small animals in such a big yard by yourself! If Father doesn't come to help, wouldn't my little darling be exhausted? "
Ang Lee said with a heartache.
"Hehe, it's not tiring. Mother and brother will come to help in a while. We won't be tired if we do it together. Mother also said that we have to feed these small animals ourselves and not let the servants do it."
Man 'er said seriously.
"Okay, they won't let the servants do it."
Every time he went home to feed the small animals with his family, Ang Lee had a very warm feeling. This feeling was much more interesting than inventing machinery. To Ang Lee, inventing machinery was work, and feeding small animals was life.
Work was always tiring, and life was always interesting and colorful. This was no exception at any time.
However, when any interest in life became work, then it would lose interest to a large extent.
A child hiding in an Internet cafe to play games every day would find it very interesting. They would not feel bored playing every day, and they would not even care if they spent a lot of money. This was the joy of life.
However, as long as playing games was elevated to the level of work, it would quickly make people want to vomit. Ang Lee also loved playing games in his previous life. He played them according to the standard of entertainment for many years and had always been very interested in them.
However, later on, he heard that playing games could also make money. This way, he could both entertain himself and make money. Wouldn't it be too awesome?
Under the influence of this idea, Ang Lee began to treat games as a career. He worked for at least 12 hours a day, and even took a break when he was tired. After taking a nap, he continued to work.
This continued for more than three months. He did earn some money, but the feelings he had for games were completely gone. It could be said that he wanted to vomit when he saw games.
Before treating games as a career, Ang Lee felt that playing games was very interesting and very enjoyable. In order to play games, he did not do anything else. He did not even have to go and have a girlfriend.
However, ever since he treated games as a career, everything changed. The interesting game content in the past became boring killing monsters to level up, repetitive dungeons to kill monsters, and endless activities.
In short, ever since he treated games as a career, Ang Lee felt very tired. His whole body was exhausted. His body was getting worse and worse, and his reaction was getting slower and slower. When he saw the cool scene of killing monsters, he wanted to close his eyes. His whole person was completely useless.
Therefore, the parents in the future were very stupid. If they wanted their children to get rid of their addiction to the Internet and games, the best way was to fight poison with poison. Let their children treat games as a career and let them use games to earn money. If they did not earn enough money in a day, they would not let them sleep. They would not let them do anything and only focus on games to earn money. In this way, at most three months, the child would not be able to play anymore. If he still wanted to play games after three months, then let's see if he could still play for another three months.
Fighting poison with poison was a strong medicine. Ordinary people really did not dare to use it carelessly. Moreover, in the process of using it, it would cause a lot of damage to the person's body and even cause a life-threatening situation. It was not the best method, but it was definitely effective.
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