Chapter 412: A Repair Job

Just as Fu Mingxue was playing with the two kids, Mrs. Fu finished boiling the dumplings.

She brought over a large platter.

"Stop playing. It’s time to eat."

Fu Mingxue looked down at the two kids.

She walked to the table and sat down. "Mom, these dumplings smell incredible! The aroma is making my head spin. By the way, what’s for dinner tonight?"

Mrs. Fu rolled her eyes at her. "You haven’t even finished this meal, and you’re already thinking about the next one. What’s gotten into you?"

Fu Mingxue chuckled.

She picked up a dumpling and took a bite, and her eyes lit up. "Mom, is this sauerkraut and pork? It’s amazing!"

She much preferred these sauerkraut and pork dumplings to the all-pork ones.

They were exceptionally delicious.

Just as she was enjoying her meal, there was a knock on the door, followed by Director Xie’s voice.

"Fu Mingxue, are you home?"

Fu Mingxue was confused.

’Why am I hearing Director Xie’s voice?’

"You just focus on eating. I’ll go check," Mrs. Fu said, heading for the door.

She opened the main gate and saw that it was indeed Director Xie. A wide smile immediately spread across her face. "Director Xie! Are you looking for my Mingxue? Please, come in. She’s just having a meal."

Director Xie was a bit taken aback.

’Isn’t it a little early for dinner?’

He didn’t voice his thought, however, and walked straight into the courtyard.

Seeing him enter the courtyard, Fu Mingxue felt it would be rude to keep eating.

So she stood up and went outside. "Director Xie, what brings you here?"

Director Xie didn’t want to waste her time and got straight to the point. "We have a fighter jet with a faulty engine. The other experts have tried to fix it, but with no success. I immediately thought of you. I was wondering if you could come take a look?"

Fu Mingxue was bewildered.

’What fighter jet? Does this unit even have fighter jets? How come I’ve never seen one?’

"Alright, I’ll go take a look."

Director Xie remembered Mrs. Fu saying she was in the middle of a meal, so she obviously hadn’t finished eating yet.

"There’s no rush. Finish your meal first, and then we’ll head over. I can wait."

Fu Mingxue was, in fact, still hungry.

"Alright then. I’ll be quick."

She walked back to the dining table and started downing the dumplings one by one.

She didn’t even bother with the dipping sauce.

She wolfed down the entire platter of dumplings in record time.

After swallowing the last bite, she was about to leave when a thought suddenly struck her.

She went back into the house for a moment, grabbed a bag, and put some tools from her dimensional space into it.

When she came out again, she said directly to Director Xie, "Let’s go!"

Then she turned to her mother and said, "Mom, if I’m back late, don’t wait for me. Just go ahead and eat."

Hearing this, Director Xie quickly chimed in, "Ma’am, there’s no need to wait. I expect Fu Mingxue will be back quite late."

Mrs. Fu nodded quickly. "Alright, I understand!"

As she watched her daughter leave with Director Xie, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride.

’Look at that—my daughter is truly capable.’

’She can even fix those... airplane things.’

’Wait a minute, why does my daughter know how to do that?’

Director Xie had driven over, so as soon as they were outside, they both got into his car.

Seeing that they were driving, Fu Mingxue guessed the jet wasn’t on the base. She asked, "Director Xie, where is this fighter jet?"

"It’s not on the base. It’s deep in the mountains. It’s going to take us a while to get there—about three hours just to get into the mountains."

Fu Mingxue was speechless.

’Good heavens, they expect me to climb a mountain?’

’But I already agreed. Never mind climbing a mountain; I’d have to go even if they asked me to walk through a sea of fire.’

’I just hope that out of those three hours, only thirty minutes is actual climbing.’