Chapter 1090 Xiaojing Factory No. 8

Cai Quanwu thought about it carefully and felt that what Jia Zhang said was right... Now the wheat has been planted, and the fields are bare, as if there is really no place to cover it.

After hesitating for a long time, Cai Quanwu suddenly remembered that there were many uninhabited dilapidated houses near Xiaoshiqiao Hutong in Badaowan... But where would people often pass by in broad daylight!

"Sister Zhang, how about we go to Xiaoshiqiao at night? There are many dilapidated houses with no one living there..."

When Jia Zhang heard about the dilapidated house at Xiaoshiqiao, she immediately became unhappy. Why would she run so far in the dark in the middle of the night... If the Imperial Hospital wasn't like that, at least it should be in Nanluoguxiang!

"Stop, stop, stop. You're just like a miser... I'm not going to go there at night. I have a good place... But you have to pay 50 cents for the venue fee."

Yi Zhonghai gave the key to the small factory to Jia Zhangshi, and now this woman has to make good use of it.

As for Yi Zhonghai's arrangement not to tell outsiders, Jia Zhang thought that it would be fine as long as she didn't tell the people in the courtyard...

Cai Quanwu was immediately confused. He was clearly here to collect a debt. Why did this woman ask him to pay fifty cents? Even if he succeeded in collecting the debt, he would still have to pay fifty cents!

Now Cai Quanwu admires the woman in front of him. What a talented person she is.

Seeing that Cai Quanwu refused to give in, Jia Zhang continued to light the fire and cook.

"You don't have to spend any money, just wait until the corn stalks grow taller next year and come back! Don't even think about getting rid of chickens in cold water here, I'm so stingy..."

Cai Quanwu felt a pang of pain when he thought of the fifty-cent venue fee...

"Where to go?"

Jia Zhang said nonchalantly, "No. 18 Xiaojingchang is nearby. I can't go far at night. If you don't go, then wait until next year's cornfield..."

Cai Quanwu hesitated. He felt that the longer he delayed, the less cost-effective it would be...but he was unwilling to pay the fifty cents.

"Sister Zhang, let me think about it! If I have a lot of work in the afternoon, I'll go. If I can't get any work, forget it! We can work together next time..."

Cai Quanwu turned around and was about to leave, and Jia Zhang hurriedly turned around.

"You can't believe it! I can't wait forever. The latest is nine o'clock in the evening... Remember, I won't wait after that time. Qiangzi will go out for a walk after dinner and will be back at ten o'clock! You know..."

Cai Quanwu thought about it and it made sense, so he nodded to show that he understood...

Everyone in the courtyard knew that Cai Quanwu and Qiangzi were good brothers, so no one suspected him when he came to see Jia Zhangshi. They all thought he was here to see Qiangzi...

Li Danniu looked at Cai Quanwu's back and found that he looked exactly like her father-in-law. Now she suspected that this guy was Zhuzi's uncle.

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Rolling mill

Wen Yunqing came riding the new bicycle given by her son-in-law...

She came here today under the guise of work to inquire about her brother's affairs.

Their newspaper has a report about the Red Star Steel Mill, and now the manuscript is in her hands... As an editor, she wants to find Lin Chen to find out the situation and see if the manuscript needs to be revised.

Lin Chen's Office

Secretary Xiao Cao brought two cups of tea and left the office on his own initiative...

"Aunt Wen, there is nothing wrong with this manuscript. Just publish it as it is... Are you here today for your uncle's matter?"

Wen Yunqing thought that you can just call me by my name, why call me uncle in the office. What if someone passing by the door hears it? You're going to die, right?

"I went to see my mother yesterday. I told her to let Qinghua take her to Singapore. She agreed. But is her body able to withstand the long journey? When are you free to go to Xicheng with Aunt Wen... to check on my mother?"

Lin Chen thought that since she was arranged to go, she must be guaranteed to arrive. I can support you and your daughter... but it's not my character to support an old lady. It's better to let Wen Qinghua take her away... The dowry also depends on what it is. I'm not as strong as a three-wheeler.

"No problem, let's go over there now. I should also visit... We'll have lunch in the West City."

In this way, the two of them left the steel mill together, and this time Lin Chen went out on a bicycle.

The department allocated two more cars to the steel mill, one for Lao Wan and one for Lin Chen. They will be delivered at the end of the month... As for Lao Yang and Lao Ma's cars... they will be arranged next year, and Deputy Director Chen Junliang will not get one at all.

Not long after they entered Dongzhimen, Lin Chen went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy gifts for the visit. Wen Yunqing did not stop him, because she knew that Lin Chen was not short of money.

A few days ago, Lin Chen not only gave Wen Yunqing a big yellow croaker, but also asked Wen Ju'an to bring back a lot of money.

Wen Yunqing felt like she was only in her thirties and Lin Chen was already taking care of her in her old age! Others started after they were sixty, so it was too early for her!

"Lin Chen is enough. My mother can't use that much by herself."

Lin Chen looked at the things in his hands and smiled.

"This is to prepare food and drink for them on the boat for the next few days. I have already used my connections... to quietly send them to Tianjin Port to take a boat in three days. There will no longer be Wen Qinghua in Beijing. So Aunt Wen can take a leave these two days to spend more time with grandma..."

The more Wen Yunqing looked at Lin Chen, the more she liked him. This son-in-law was really pleasing to the eye. He arranged everything in a comprehensive manner. Not to mention Ju'an, even an elder like herself didn't have to worry about anything when she was with him.

"Hey, thank you Lin Chen... As long as you treat Ju'an well throughout your life, Aunt Wen will be relieved!"

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Evening

Courtyard house

At the Jia family dinner table

Since Jia Zhang was worried about something, she was still wondering whether Cai Quanwu would go to Xiaojingchang Hutong... so she smiled happily.

"Qiangzi, we are still young and should save more money. Why don't you go to the station and the restaurant and ask for money... and get a few cents from them, which is enough to fill our stomachs. How about I prepare some water for you to wash your feet...?"

Before Qiangzi could speak, Jia Dongxu and Ma Lan looked at each other. They also admired their mother now... She really treated the tricycle like a donkey! She had to do it in the middle of the night...

He runs all day and is asked to go out to pull a cart at night... This help is really worth it.

"What Grandma said makes sense. Uncle Qiang, you are young and energetic now, so you should work harder. When it snows in a few days, we won't have to work so hard. Next month, we will have to stock up on cabbage and firewood. There are always places to spend money."

Ma Lan didn't know Jia Zhang's true intention. She really thought that Jia Zhang was going to use Sanlun Qiang to death... so she also joined in and said a few words.

Sanlun Qiang had originally planned to go out for two trips, but Lin Chen only looked after half of him... He would need a lot of money to buy medicinal herbs to recover the remaining half, so he couldn't not do it now! Otherwise, it would take a long time for him to recover to normal...

"Okay, I'll go to the train station in a bit... I can also get work at the Lao Mo Gate and the Eighth Building. I'm very familiar with the city."

Jia Zhang was delighted, as Qiangzi usually came back at 10 o'clock at night. This way, she would have time to pay the debt... and she could also earn some money from Cai Quanwu, killing two birds with one stone.

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