Soon, a delicious aroma filled the kitchen. Lin Wanqiu had made several golden egg pancakes, prepared two cups of milk, and cooked a small pot of millet porridge. Shen Tingzhou came in after washing up and his eyes lit up when he saw the breakfast on the table: "It smells so good! I didn't know you had this skill."

"Of course, I'm a modern food blogger, I have some skills." Lin Wanqiu said with a smile, handing him an egg pancake, "Eat up, so we can go to the city."

Shen Tingzhou took the egg pancake, took a bite, and found it crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a light milky and eggy aroma. It was so delicious that his eyes lit up: "Delicious! Even better than the ones in city restaurants! From now on, you'll be in charge of breakfast at home."

Lin Wanqiu smiled and rolled her eyes at him: "You wish! I have to take care of Xixi, I don't have that much time."

The two chatted and laughed as they finished breakfast. Shen Tingzhou packed his things and prepared to go to the city. He walked to the bedside, gently touched Nianxi's little face, and then held Lin Wanqiu's hand: "I'll be back at noon. Take good care of yourself and Xixi at home, and don't overwork yourself. If anything happens, ask Master Wang for help."

"I know, be careful on the road and pay attention to safety," Lin Wanqiu instructed.

Shen Tingzhou nodded, turned and walked out of the room. Lin Wanqiu stood by the window, watching his figure disappear at the end of the street, before turning back to the bedside, picking up Nianxi, and gently patting her back.

In the morning, Lin Wanqiu, carrying Nianxi, took a walk around the workshop. The workers were all working in an orderly manner; some were washing vegetables, some were preparing sauces, and some were filling jars and sealing them. The whole workshop was filled with a busy yet organized atmosphere. When they saw Lin Wanqiu coming, the workers greeted her warmly, their faces full of gratitude—if it weren't for Lin Wanqiu, they might still be worrying about making a living, let alone having such stable jobs.

"Comrade Lin, rest assured, we will work hard to ensure the quality of the pickles and will never let you down," a worker in charge of filling the jars said with a smile.

Lin Wanqiu smiled and nodded: "Thank you everyone, you've all worked hard. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, or have any suggestions for the workshop, you can tell me, and we'll work together to make the workshop a success."

The workers readily agreed, their enthusiasm for work rising even higher. Lin Wanqiu watched all this, her heart filled with satisfaction. She knew that the workshop was not only the culmination of her and Shen Tingzhou's hard work, but also the hope of these workers. She was determined to manage it well so that everyone could live a good life.

At noon, Shen Tingzhou returned. He held a folder in his hand and smiled, "Great! I found a lawyer. He said he can help us get a business license and has also helped us develop a set of rules and regulations. From now on, the workshop's management will be more standardized. Oh, and I also went to the supply and marketing cooperative and ordered a batch of high-quality flour and sugar. In the future, we can develop some new products, such as pickled vegetable biscuits and pickled vegetable buns, to expand our business."

Lin Wanqiu's eyes lit up: "Great idea! We can make some samples first, let the workers and nearby residents try them, and if the response is good, we can mass-produce them."

Shen Tingzhou nodded: "That's what I was thinking too. We'll start preparing tomorrow, first making samples, and then contacting supply and marketing cooperatives and stores to see if we can cooperate."

Over the next few days, Lin Wanqiu and Shen Tingzhou were busy. They arranged for workers to produce the new products while contacting supply and marketing cooperatives and stores to discuss cooperation. Unexpectedly, the newly developed pickled vegetable biscuits and pickled vegetable buns were very popular. Not only did supply and marketing cooperatives and stores place orders, but even nearby residents came to the workshop to buy them, and business was even more booming than before.

That afternoon, Lin Wanqiu was inspecting the newly produced pickled vegetable biscuits in the workshop when she suddenly heard a lively noise outside. She went out and saw a group of children in school uniforms, holding pocket money, gathered around the workshop entrance, chattering, "I want pickled vegetable biscuits!" "I want pickled vegetable buns!"

Lin Wanqiu smiled and walked forward, saying to the children, "Don't rush, everyone line up, everyone will get one." She had a worker bring out some samples and distributed them to the children. The children took the samples, tasted them, and immediately beamed with joy: "So delicious! Even better than the cookies sold in the city!"

Seeing the children's happy faces filled Lin Wanqiu with contentment. She knew that her efforts had not been in vain; she had not only provided a better life for her family but also brought joy to others—this was the greatest happiness.

In the evening, Shen Tingzhou returned from outside, holding a red invitation card in his hand. He smiled and handed it to Lin Wanqiu: "Look, this is an invitation from the commune, inviting us to attend the 'Leading Figures in Getting Rich' commendation meeting next month. They also said they will give us certificates and bonuses!"

Lin Wanqiu accepted the invitation, opened it, and saw that it invited her and Shen Tingzhou to attend an awards ceremony, along with the commune's seal. She felt a surge of excitement—from a widow tormented by her in-laws to a "leading figure in wealth creation," she had experienced countless difficulties and setbacks, but now, all her efforts had paid off.

"That's great! We've finally been recognized!" Lin Wanqiu said excitedly, her eyes welling up with tears.

Shen Tingzhou gently hugged her and said tenderly, "You deserve all of this. Without your hard work and perseverance, we wouldn't have the life we ​​have now. From now on, things will only get better and better."

Lin Wanqiu leaned against Shen Tingzhou's chest, feeling his warm embrace, her heart filled with happiness. She looked up at the window; the night was deep, and the stars, like diamonds, were set against the black sky. She knew that there would be more challenges ahead, but as long as they, as husband and wife, were of one mind and worked hand in hand, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

“Oh, right,” Lin Wanqiu suddenly remembered something, “Xixi is almost a month old, shouldn’t we hold a full-month celebration for her and invite relatives and friends over to celebrate?”

Shen Tingzhou smiled and nodded: "Okay! I was just about to tell you. We'll have it at home, kill a chicken, buy some meat and vegetables, and make some pickles and our newly developed cookies and buns, so everyone can have a good taste of our cooking."