On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 347 Only a smart person makes a fortune in silence

  Huang Zhiqiu nodded repeatedly.

"Also, mom, about setting up a factory, we should keep a low profile as much as possible, so as not to be targeted by jealous people and sabotage them secretly. We have no background and backing, and we are smart people who can only make a fortune silently. "

  Huang Zhiqiu replied solemnly: "Don't worry, Mom understands."

   "Mom, let's be honest, I'm not worried about you, but my uncle. He's too honest and honest, he doesn't have any defenses, and he is easy to be used by others."

  Huang Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed, because his daughter was right, and his elder brother Huang Jianjun did have such a character.

  Feeling Huang Zhiqiu's embarrassment, Yunmo comforted again: "Mom, you don't have to worry too much. Uncle, you usually talk more about it. Uncle is not someone who doesn't listen to advice."

   "Well, I will."

  After Huang Zhiqiu hung up the phone, Huang Kailin quickly asked, "What did Momo say?"

  Huang Zhiqiu showed a bit of a smile on his face, "Momo also agrees that we go to the city to set up a factory, dad, tomorrow my elder brother and I will go to the city to have a look."

  Huang Kailin nodded hurriedly, "Okay, then let's go home and rest early tonight so that we can catch the early train tomorrow."

"Um."

  After talking on the phone with Huang's family, Yunmo put down the half-written research and development report, went home and counted 5,000 yuan from the safe, and then went out to the post office to send money.

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  In the evening, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang came uninvited. Looking at the dinner that Huang's family had prepared, the couple sat down at the table without being polite at all.

   "It's really better to come early than to come by coincidence. It happens that there is no fire at home, so I will have a meal here."

  There are three dishes on the table, one cabbage, one pea tip, and one fat and thin bacon.

  In the past, the Huang family was absolutely reluctant to eat bacon until the Chinese New Year or entertaining guests.

During the Chinese New Year in previous years, at most 10 catties of pork were used to marinate bacon, and after marinating and air-drying, it would only look like 6 or 7 catties, and half of it would be used as a gift. After the first month is over, on average, you can only eat one or two in three days.

  The situation is very different this year.

With Yunmo's support, the living conditions of Huang's family more than doubled. In addition, Yunmo was going to bring Ling Chuan, his grandson-in-law, home during the Chinese New Year. Huang Kailin had already cut the pork and bought seven or eight. native chicken and duck.

   This plate of bacon tonight is mainly for fresh taste, try the salty taste of this year’s cured bacon.

   Huang Jianguo stared at the bacon and swallowed, and reached out to take it from the plate. Yang Xinghua picked up the chopsticks and hit Huang Jianjun with a yelp.

   "Mom, why did you hit me?!"

  Yang Xinghua gave him a lukewarm look, "You're such a big guy, you don't have any rules, and your dad hasn't served the table yet!"

Huang Jianguo clutched the back of his red hand aggrievedly, "It's all a family, what kind of etiquette are you talking about? Besides, I just want to taste it. This is the new bacon made this year. The color is fresh, and I can even smell it." It's smelling."

  Yang Xinghua gave him a white look, "You talk too much, go wash your hands, and take your own bowls and chopsticks by the way."

  Peng Fang hurriedly got up, "I'll get it."

   Entering the kitchen, Peng Fang didn't go to the cupboard to get the bowl, but raised her head and looked around.

   "What are you looking for?"

  Liu Zhi also appeared out of nowhere, startling Peng Fang.

   "It's nothing, sister-in-law, have you marinated bacon so early this year? How much have you marinated this year?"

"I didn't marinate much, and it's not enough to eat. It's your family. I heard that you bought a small half of pork two days ago. This year's income is not bad. This year, the gifts for parents should be more than in previous years, right?" ?”

  Peng Fang has some money on hand, half of which was borrowed from Yunyao before.

Originally, he wanted to send his eldest son Huang Zhao to a technical school, but Huang Zhao failed the cultural examination. Peng Fang had no choice but to give up his thoughts and let his eldest son work in a leather shoe factory. The money he borrowed from Yunyao naturally fell into the trap. her **** pack.

  Compared to previous years, Peng Fang's pockets have bulged a lot, but she refused to admit it.

   "Where is the fat year, most of these half-fried pork were entrusted to me by my mother's family, and when the bacon is marinated, it will be sent to others.

  Our family only keeps about ten catties. We can’t even eat such a small amount of meat. We have to reserve nutrition for Huang Wen. He will take the college entrance examination next year. "

  When Huang Wen was mentioned, Liu Zhi's expression sank.

   It's not because of Peng Fang's embarrassment, but because of his daughter Huang Qingning.

  Huang Qingning is two years younger than Huang Wen, and her high school entrance examination scores are among the best in the village. If the **** Huang Yao hadn't stolen the family's money, Huang Qingning would have been a freshman in the town high school just like Huang Wen.

  Peng Fang searched around but couldn't find the bacon that Huang's family had marinated this year. Just as she was about to ask Liu Zhi, Yang Xinghua who came to the kitchen changed the subject.

   "What are you doing in the kitchen? You can't get a bowl out for a long time."

   "Come on, don't you have a chat with my sister-in-law?"

  During the meal, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang didn't eat a single bite of food, but picked up bacon clips, half of a plate of bacon was gone in a short while.

  Even Huang Kailin couldn't stand it anymore, he knocked Huang Jianguo's chopsticks away from the bacon.

   "Why haven't you eaten meat for 800 years? Other dishes are poisonous, can't you eat them?"

  Huang Jianguo smiled coyly, "It's been a long time since I had meat. Besides, my mother's pickled bacon is delicious. You can't stop eating it with chopsticks."

  Huang Kailin ignored the second child, picked up the little leftover bacon, and divided the three slices into the bowls of the boss, Huang Jianjun, his daughter and his wife.

   At the end of the assignment, Huang Kailin himself was assigned a piece.

  Huang Zhiqiu picked up the bacon in his own bowl, and wanted to put it in Huang Kailin's bowl, but Huang Kailin put the bowl away as expected, "You eat yours, I won't eat so salty at night."

  What does not eat salty, obviously still treats her like a child, and leaves all delicious food to her.

  With the bacon gone, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang could only eat vegetables honestly.

  After taking a bite of pea tips, Huang Jianguo frowned, "Mom, did you cook this dish tonight?"

  Yang Xinghua gave him a blank look, but said nothing.

  Huang Jianguo didn't care at all, and continued on his own: "Mom is always reluctant to put oil in her cooking. This pea tip is astringent when there is less oil, and the salt is also light. It is tasteless and tasteless."

   "So much nonsense, you can't stop your mouth if you have something to eat!"

   After being scolded by Huang Kailin, Huang Jianguo finally settled down.

  Peng Fang looked at the people on the table, and pretended to ask casually, "Mom, you probably have a lot of pickled bacon this year. Where are you hanging it? I didn't see it in the kitchen just now."

  The Huang family seems to have lost their ears collectively, and each eats his own food.

   Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Peng Fang was not embarrassed, but instead became angry.

   "Mom, since Jianguo and I came in, you haven't given me a good face, and I don't know where Jianguo and I have provoked you."

   Second update~

  (end of this chapter)