During the meal, Jiang Shengnan was eating happily.
Fang Zhongjun suddenly leaned close to Jiang Chengwu's ear and winked, "When these two kids get married, shouldn't you follow your in-laws and call me Uncle Fang?"
Jiang Chengwu looked a little strange. He glared at him and chewed peanuts without saying anything.
Qian Shulan heard this and was worried that Jiang Chengwu would be angry, so she tried to smooth things over, "Let's just talk about our own issues."
Jiang Chengwu gave her a thumbs up and glared at Fang Zhongjun, "My relative is really kind. You won such an expensive thing from me, but you are still not satisfied. I tell you, you are killing the donkey after it has done its work!"
Fang Zhongjun's eyes widened and he said with a tut-tut sound, "Look, you're still criticizing me. I just became a relative of mine and you're already looking down on me. We've been friends for decades."
Worried that the two would quarrel, Qian Shulan poured wine for them, "Come, come, come, this is the good wine I brought, it's very rare."
Nowadays, industrial coupons are needed to buy wine. The wine Qian Shulan brought was the betrothal gift when the Fang family went to propose marriage.
Everything else has been eaten and used, only this wine can be preserved for a long time, so it was saved and used only now.
Seeing that it was a valuable wine, Fang Zhongjun didn't bother to talk nonsense with Jiang Chengwu. He picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and praised, "This wine is still the best. A while ago, I asked Yonglin to bring me a bottle of wine from the department store, and it was half mixed with water. Isn't it infuriating! I even spent an industrial voucher on it. I'm so disappointed."
Jiang Chengwu laughed at him, "What? You spent one industrial coupon to buy a bottle of wine? I think you are too wasteful. A while ago, my family wanted to collect industrial coupons for Shengnan to buy a bicycle. The price of a Yongjiu heavy-duty bicycle is not expensive, one hundred and sixty yuan is enough, but sixty industrial coupons are required. Shengnan's father and Shengnan worked and saved for several months to finally collect the money. Look, you spent one industrial coupon for a bottle of wine, you have so many coupons that you can't even afford it."
Fang Zhongjun touched his head and said innocently, "Your family buys bicycles, but mine doesn't."
"Then your shoes, towels, sweaters, etc. don't need coupons anymore?"
Fang Zhongjun frowned, "Do I need industrial coupons to buy these?"
"Of course not! Otherwise, why do you think Shengnan's father gives out five or six industrial coupons every month, and why can't he save them? It's because he spends a lot of money on daily basis."
Fang Zhongjun felt a little guilty and looked at Fang Yonglin, "Why didn't you tell me, kid? I thought you guys really had endless money."
Wang Danna smiled as she picked up some food for the old man. "Grandpa, I told you not to tell me. We still have very few industrial coupons. Yonglin works in a department store and can get some defective products, so industrial coupons are not that scarce."
Fang Zhongjun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
Jiang Chengwu slapped his forehead and said, "I didn't know the department store was so good. I should have let Shengnan go there too."
Jiang Shengnan puffed up her cheeks and ate food. She wanted to speak but couldn't open her mouth. After she swallowed the food with great difficulty, she said, "I'm not going. It's boring."
Jiang Chengwu couldn't do anything about her, so he asked Fang Yonglin, "I heard from your grandfather that you were promoted to the head of the purchasing department. How are you doing?"
Speaking of this, Fang Yonglin wanted to vomit blood. Who could be like him, encountering chicken plague not long after taking office? Those production teams suffered losses because of the plague, so they wanted their department stores to raise prices so that they could at least get some subsidies.
Fang Yonglin naturally disagreed. Not to mention the chicken plague, even during the famine a few years ago, their department store's purchasing prices did not increase.
Later, those people refused to sell any more eggs than those on the order.
It was only after his mother stepped in that the storm was calmed down.
Jiang Chengwu sighed, "How could this happen?" He turned his head to look at his son, "How did you do it? There was actually chicken plague."
Fang Zhongjun touched his arm and said, "Why are you blaming the child? This is a natural disaster. What does it have to do with him?"
Qian Shulan didn't know much about chicken plague, and was busy trying to smooth things over, "This chicken plague is also caused by their lack of careful care."
Air circulation and airborne pathogens can breed viruses.
County Magistrate Jiang is very innocent. He has a rather dull personality. Ever since the rebels were defeated, he has been focusing on production, hoping that everyone can live a good life.
But the policy from above was a block in their way. Every family could only plant one fruit tree and could only grow vegetables in their private plots. Even if they planted an extra pepper in front of their door, it would be pulled out by the militia.
There is only so much land, and it is impossible to make farmers live a good life by relying on farming.
So he worried every day.
Chen Jieying had just heard some of what Wang Danzhi said. "I heard from my in-laws that their production team raised more than 60,000 chickens, but no one had chicken plague. It seems that those people really don't know how to raise chickens."
County Magistrate Jiang raised his head suddenly, looked sideways at Wang Danzhi, and then looked at Qian Shulan, "Aunt Qian, is your production team the Wangjia Village production team? The production team that has been ranked first in work points for nine consecutive years?"
Qian Shulan nodded, not understanding why he was so excited.
Jiang Shengnan introduced her to her father straightforwardly, "Dad, Grandma Qian is the director of the chicken farm."
County Magistrate Jiang stopped eating and immediately threw away his chopsticks. He walked to Qian Shulan and smiled at Wang Danzhi, "Can I change seats with you?"
Jiang Chengwu stroked his forehead and glared at his son helplessly, "We are eating, why don't you talk about business later?"
Wang Danzhi had already stood up, and now he didn't know whether to walk or sit.
Qian Shulan tried to comfort him, "Grandpa, we can talk while eating. I didn't expect that such a good leader would come to Liuguan County. It's a blessing for Liuguan County."
Seeing that she had already spoken, Jiang Chengwu didn't say anything.
Chen Jieying invited Wang Danzhi to sit next to her. "Shengnan's father is a man who believes everything he hears. It's good that he left. I don't have to see his gloomy face anymore. Let's get together and talk more. I also want to hear you talk about raising chickens."
Wang Danzhi smiled and said, "Okay"
Here, County Magistrate Jiang consulted Qian Shulan about raising chickens.
Qian Shulan thought that he might want to promote it throughout the county. It was not impossible, so she decided to tell the truth, "Our production team has a secret to hatching chicks, which is not passed on to others. If you don't want to get chicken plague, you can buy chicks from our production team and raise them back home. Our production team can also teach you how to raise earthworms."
County Magistrate Jiang's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands in joy, "Okay?"
"Can!"
Jiang Shengnan smiled and asked, "Auntie, aren't you worried that if all the county heads raise chickens, your production team won't be able to sell the eggs?"
County Magistrate Jiang was stunned. Eggs in summer are difficult to store and can easily go bad.
So what if it really can’t be sold
Qian Shulan waved her hand. "Our chicken farm even supplies eggs to the provincial capital. There's no need to worry." She turned her head to look at County Magistrate Jiang. "Anyway, the chickens raised by the production team have to be supplied to the department store. We have a contract. There's no way they won't accept them."
County Magistrate Jiang thought about it carefully and said, "We can let them all sign the order with the department store. This will also make everyone feel at ease."
So County Magistrate Jiang told Qian Shulan to hatch more chicks this spring, and Qian Shulan agreed immediately.
Anyway, their production team has plenty of people, and in a few months, the educated youth will go to the countryside. People can create value.
After leaving Fang’s house, the little donkey went straight back to the steel plant’s staff quarters.
Qian Shulan rode a bicycle with Wang Danzhi to the production team.
"Mom, aren't we going to go see Xiaowu?"
Qian Shulan shook her head and said, "Forget it. It's snowy in winter. We should go back early to discuss hatching chicks in the spring."
Once the snow melts, their production team will get busy.
There is work to be done in the fields, in the rattan baskets, in the pig farm, and in the chicken farm.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was March. The water in the river had melted, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was cloudless. Wangjia Village was bustling with activity.
Any young person over the age of thirteen can go to a chicken farm and learn how to hatch chicks.
Fortunately, Qian Shulan did not sell all the roosters, otherwise there would not even be enough breeding eggs now.
Half of the strong laborers have been withdrawn, and the remaining half have to go to the fields.
So the people recruited this time are selected from young people.
Firstly, they are not very efficient at work, and secondly, it is also a way to train them.
There are three hundred people who have signed up this time, and two hundred of them will be randomly selected.
Just like before, the test starts with hatching the chicks.
The method of hatching chicks is guided by the elderly.
Each young man went home carrying a hen and twenty eggs.
Li Chunhua also brought Zhuzi here today. At his age, he can only earn eight work points by working in the fields.
Nothing is better than raising chickens. At worst you can earn twelve work points.
In the county town, Jiang Yuying rode her bicycle home. Xiaodie went out to buy goods, so she was the only one going back today.
She had only taken a few steps on her bike when she heard someone calling her.
She tilted her head to look for a while, then stopped. In the alley on the right, a tall, long-legged man dressed in black and wearing a green hat waved at her.
Jiang Yuying was nervous. Looking at his familiar smile, she didn't come back to her senses for a long time. "Why is he here?"
She looked around, saw no one, and immediately pushed her bike over.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Yuying asked Guo Zhengliang, who had disappeared for several years.
Guo Zhengliang grinned, revealing a pair of neat white teeth. "I heard that the mainland is in chaos, so I wanted to come pick you up."
"Pick me up?" Jiang Yuying raised her eyebrows in surprise, then shook her head and refused, "No, I'm fine now."
Guo Zhengliang looked at her straight, sizing her up and down, "Are you really fine? I see you are very old now. You used to like wearing blouses, red hairbands, and silk scarves. But do you have any color on your body now?"
Jiang Yuying subconsciously looked at herself. She was wearing a green top, black pants, black shoes, and her hair was tied up with a black band. She gathered her hair and said indifferently, "I'm not young anymore. I'm over 30 years old. Naturally, I can't be as beautiful as before."
Everyone loves beauty, but his mother, at her old age, still imitates those young people to perm her hair and wear colorful clothes. Guo Zhengliang naturally didn't believe her words, and looked distressed, "Yuying, come with me, Hong Kong is much better than here. Over there, you can wear whatever you want, and no one cares."
Jiang Yuying shook her head. She didn't care what kind of clothes she wore. As long as she felt happy, she felt happy, even if she was ragged and had to eat coarse food, she would feel happy. She looked at him and smiled faintly, "Go with you? In what capacity?"
She is no longer a young girl, and her feelings for Guo Zhengliang were not very deep. Even if they were deep, they should have disappeared in this long time.
She was not naive enough to think that Guo Zhengliang would always wait for her.
Guo Zhengliang licked his dry lips and looked at her affectionately, "Yuying, come with me, I will marry you."
Jiang Yuying sometimes feels that it is better for people not to grow up, because the older you are and the more experience you have, the easier it is to find out whether the person opposite you is lying to you.
When she was hesitating whether to go to Hong Kong, she heard from her godmother that Hong Kong practiced polygamy. This was the thing she couldn't stand the most. If she gave up everything and the other party embraced her, then her hard work and sacrifice would be a joke. She tilted her head and looked at him, smiling and asking, "I heard that polygamy is allowed in Hong Kong. How many concubines are you going to marry me as?"
Guo Zhengliang's face was stunned. He didn't expect Yuying to be so sensitive. He subconsciously lowered his head.
Suddenly he took two steps forward and held Yuying's arm, "Yuying, believe me, I was also forced to do this. When I first came to Hong Kong, I had no relatives and we didn't even have a household registration, so I could only work part-time... My father was sick, so I was forced to marry... Believe me, from the beginning to the end, I was thinking about you in my heart. If you had left with me at the beginning, I would definitely not marry her."
Jiang Yuying believed this, but unfortunately, whether she followed Guo Zhengliang or not, the hardships of life would always follow her.
No matter where you are, you will encounter unfair things. People are born to face various hardships. The most basic demands such as eating, dressing, and getting sick can crush a person's backbone.
Something as high-level as love will often give way when problems arise in these most basic pursuits.
Jiang Yuying is now extremely grateful that she did not make the wrong choice and that she was right to stay.
She smiled at Guo Zhengliang with relief, "I'm already married. I'm sorry, I can't go with you."
In the evening, the blue sky turned into an orange sunset. The rows of houses with their backs lit left a thick shadow under the sunset glow. A man stood in the shadow across the street, like a lion lurking in the dark waiting for his prey.
Wang Shouzhi came back from the countryside today. He took a shower at home, changed into clean clothes, and came to pick up Yuying from get off work early. He walked here because he wanted to ride a bicycle with Yuying. He wanted to give her a surprise, so he hid in the alley next to her. Just as he was about to rush out, he heard someone calling her.
Only then did he realize that there was also someone waiting for Yuying across the street. When he wanted to call Yuying, she walked over quickly without thinking.
Wang Shouzhi didn't know how long he stood there. He watched Yuying smile at the man who had disappeared for several years. Yes, they were a match made in heaven. If it weren't for fate, they would have been married long ago.
The reason why Yuying has always refused to accept herself is because Guo Zhengliang has always been in her heart.
Looking at the two of them smiling at each other, he was jealous and crazy! He wanted to rush over, but with what identity
He was just her fake marriage partner. Their marriage was fake, and he as her husband was fake. They were all fake before, and he was not qualified to be such a fake.
He felt as if his heart was stabbed by a sharp blade that came from nowhere, causing him to feel extremely painful. The blood in his body seemed to have stopped flowing, and his skin gradually lost its color.
He looked at them without blinking, until his eyes became sore and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, then he slowly moved away.
Author's words: Early warning, Jiang Yuying and Xiaowu will be together in the next chapter, don't book it if you don't like it. I will also add the title of the article.