The sweet fermented rice balls were served and placed on the table. At this moment, Chen Jianguo and the others also came out.

Zhang Cuizhi was still thinking about making breakfast when she didn't expect her future daughter-in-law to have already prepared it.

Chen Shuang and Chen Xue pulled He Runqing to sit down on either side: "Sit down and eat with us. How can there be such a good girl like you?"

"How lucky our youngest brother is!"

The family sat down to eat in harmony. Chen Shuang said with a smile, "Aren't you supposed to wear suits for your wedding? Yifei, I've made your suit. It's a light red dress, and I made it with a cheongsam underneath and a shawl on top."

Although Chen Shuang felt this style was a bit strange, normally a woman would just wear a red suit for her wedding.

But Xiaofei said he wanted that particular style, and Chen Shuang could make it too.

He Runqing was very grateful, looking at Chen Shuang with unspeakable gratitude: "In the years I've been in the countryside, no one has ever made clothes for me."

"Thank you, Sister Shuang."

"It's alright." Chen Shuang waved her hand. She was very good at needlework and sewing. As the eldest child in the family, she had to learn a little bit of everything.

Take care of your younger siblings.

Chen Shuang said very gently, "Fortunately, I ate my sister-in-law's sweet fermented rice balls. I'll go back today. It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and I'll go back to see your brother-in-law."

“It’s Mid-Autumn Festival, a time for family reunion. Your brother-in-law is at home, and it’s not right for me to stay at my parents’ house all the time.”

Neither Chen Jianguo nor Zhang Cuizhi spoke, but they sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat awkward for a moment.

Chen Yifei remembered that his eldest sister had been beaten to death by domestic violence in her past life. But now that she wanted to go back, he couldn't stop her.

All I could say was, "Big sister, if he bullies you, just tell us. Now the family can back you up."

"These days, you can't just kill someone for no reason, so don't be too weak, you have to learn to clench your fists."

"I understand." Chen Shuang was very touched. Her younger brother had grown up and could make decisions for her now.

Chen Yifei also felt resentment. In his previous life, his eldest sister's family had encountered trouble, and she was often bullied by her brother-in-law. To a large extent, he felt that there was no one in her family that she could be afraid of.

Chen Yifei's immaturity was well-known throughout the surrounding villages. When Chen Shuang returned to her parents' home, they called her a "brother-supporting demon" who only knew how to use their things to subsidize her younger brother.

In her past life, Chen Shuang always brought things back, but then something happened to her... she was beaten to death by a man, and only then did Chen Yifei realize that the rumors outsiders were blaming him for being useless.

Now, Chen Yifei feels that even if his sister wants a divorce, it shouldn't be a divorce with a bad reputation. She should leave with dignity and make that family pay the price.

Even if you ask her to divorce right away, Chen Shuang won't agree. Women of this era don't really have the concept of divorce.

She felt that divorce made her a discarded woman, and even more unmarriageable. No matter how bad a man was, as long as he was her man, she had to stay with him.

Chen Yifei took out fifty yuan from his pocket: "Sister, buy whatever you need, don't mistreat yourself."

"Also, although I've said it many times, divorce isn't that terrible. Even though few people get divorced, it doesn't mean it's wrong!"

"Have a good Mid-Autumn Festival. If you can't make it, come home. Three days after the fifteenth is the eighteenth. That's when Qingqing and I get married. You'll definitely have to come."

"Yes, I'll think about it carefully."

Chen Shuang nodded and immediately accepted the fifty yuan, but before leaving, she put it back into Chen Yifei's coat pocket.

How could she, as the older sister, take Xiaofei's money?

After dinner, the family members went about their own business.

He Runqing and Chen Xue went to work together.

Today, Wang Hu came back from picking mushrooms, but instead of going to work, his family told him to ride his bicycle to buy mooncakes.

It would be perfect if I could go with Chen Yifei and take baskets of mushrooms to sell.

The two arrived at the state-run restaurant. Usually, they would just meet with the manager, but today they unexpectedly encountered Zhang Xiao, the person in charge of the state-run restaurant, and his wife.

Zhang Xiao was delighted to see Chen Yifei: "You're a reliable young man. Since we introduced you to supply mushrooms to our state-run restaurant, our business has been getting better and better."

Zhang Xiao's wife, standing beside him, laughed and said, "Of course! Every time, they bring a net bag of the freshest produce to our house and leave it with the security guard at the gate. They give us a little bit every day, saying it's freshest to eat that day."

This young man hasn't forgotten who helped him; he knows who helped him.

She's been working hard all this time. Anyway, Zhang Xiao is very satisfied.

Chen Yifei greeted Zhang Xiao and his wife modestly, and at this moment he also noticed that the person standing next to Zhang Xiao was Jiang Ping, the person in charge of the meat processing plant.

He had never tasted the lucrative profits of a meat processing plant in his previous life, but he clearly remembered that for the next ten years, before the 1990s, meat processing plants would be the most profitable and lucrative.

Nowadays, employees who work in meat processing plants are highly sought-after by potential partners.

My ideal job for finding a partner was either working in a mailbox factory or a meat processing plant.

This meat processing plant is quite something; the wages aren't high, but the benefits are excellent. Employees can buy the scraps from slaughtered pigs cheaply without needing meat coupons.

If the employees are like this, then Chen Yifei, who wants to open a pig farm, naturally intends to supply this meat processing plant.

Since we haven't established any contact, when we meet someone now, we should at least say a few words, right?

Because of Zhang Xiao's recommendation, and because Jiang Ping also likes to eat this mushroom.

I was very satisfied when I saw Chen Yifei.

He said, "Your mushrooms are quite good. I heard they're popular in the city. I first tasted them when I was attending a meeting in the city."

"Knowing that it was supplied by the state-run restaurant in our county, I still found it quite novel."

Chen Yifei handed out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes to each person. It cost three yuan a pack; he was reluctant to smoke these himself, saving them for when he needed them.

I didn't expect to use it so soon after buying it.

The cigarettes looked decent, so Zhang Xiao and Jiang Ping accepted them.

Jiang Ping smiled and said, "No wonder the mushrooms sell so well; you're also a good person."

"It's just that our meat processing plant doesn't need mushrooms, otherwise I would have bought some to take back and let everyone try them."

Chen Yifei smiled and said, "There are many on the mountain behind our brigade. Everyone is working hard to pick them. The quota is certain. There isn't much left, just enough to supply the state-run restaurant."

"I'll send some fresh mushrooms to your family every day from now on. It's not much trouble. You can just stir-fry them with some oil or make a soup."

However, soup needs plenty of oil to be flavorful.

Jiang Ping nodded in agreement: "Sure, sure, sit down and eat with us!"

Wang Hu, standing beside him, was somewhat flattered by this. Chen Yifei didn't stand on ceremony and led Wang Hu to sit down. He wasn't shy at all at the dinner table; Chen Yifei was very humble.

But what he said made a lot of sense to those around him.

It has to be said, he hardly seems like an ordinary farmer; he's clearly more knowledgeable than the average person.