During the day, Wei Aiguo did whatever he was supposed to do.

Wei Aiguo and Wei Erzhuang began to pound frozen yellow mud and leftover red bricks from the brigade's paving work into the house.

Red bricks cost money.

The two brothers did the work without needing anyone's help.

Chang Xiaohu returned in the evening, bringing news that the two dogs were almost fully recovered.

The next morning, while the women were working together, the news spread. Everyone said it was a good thing, and of course, they scolded the person who had poisoned the plants.

Chang Xiaohu was overjoyed. Brother Liu paid him 15 cents a pound for the bean sprouts, and he was quite satisfied with their quality. He said he could supply them long-term if possible.

Sixth Brother also said that this price is only possible in winter, and it's hard to say what will happen in the future.

This was within Song Yan's expectations.

Thanks to the spring water, one pound of mung beans can easily yield fifteen pounds of bean sprouts. The bean sprouts are of good quality and taste delicious. This makes the profit quite considerable.

Chang Xiaohu took out the money. The bean sprouts weighed 63.5 jin in total and sold for 9.53 yuan.

Song Yan kept a record of the weight and the amount of money, and calculated the money once a week or once a month.

Chang Xiaohu was happy to do something for his sister-in-law and refused any payment. How could Song Yan possibly accept that? Even close brothers should keep clear accounts. Delivering bean sprouts in this cold weather is hard work. And to avoid being seen by the villagers, he definitely had to leave before dawn and return after dark.

Chang Xiaohu has a dormitory, so he has somewhere to stay during the day.

Chang Xiaohu thought this money was too easy to earn. Two cents a pound, that's more than a dollar a day!

For dinner, we ate noodles, hot soup noodles with pickled vegetables, one kind of cabbage and the other kind of cucumber, which were very refreshing, along with sweet and sour garlic.

Wei Aiguo was surprised to see so many different kinds of pickled vegetables in the cellar. His mother said she would give him a different kind tomorrow, as these pickled vegetables were delicious!

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Even if Wei Aiguo really wanted to be with his wife at night, he had to hold back today.

Wei Aiguo and Wu Dayong were in the new house of the weaving group. Cheng Yousuo locked the door from the outside and left.

It's just one building with a door in the middle leading to a spacious hall where everyone works. To the east is the product warehouse, and to the west is the material warehouse.

The building behind it is where Li Yuanzhao lives. That area is mainly used for dyeing and drying.

The captain and Wei Aiguo both felt it was unlikely they would go to the back. There weren't many materials piled up there, so there wasn't much to damage. The two houses next to Wei Aiguo's house didn't hold as much stuff as this.

The central hall was piled high with materials intended for tomorrow's use, and Wei Aiguo and Wu Dayong were standing guard behind them. Wei Aiguo had found this spot.

It's difficult for someone coming in to notice that there's anyone here.

Wei Aiguo's class had two students, while Cheng Yousuo's class had three. Wu Dayong silently thought, this is Wei Aiguo's confidence.

Wei Aiguo told him to lean against the wall and take a nap. In his drowsy state, Wu Dayong seemed to hear a sound. He immediately woke up. His heart was pounding in his throat.

Wei Aiguo told him from the beginning that if he saw someone come in, he shouldn't panic, just in case they were planning to steal something. If they were only stealing a little something, he should let them go if possible.

His father, upon hearing his own words, sneered, calling himself a complete fool. If it were just stealing, would he have gone to such lengths? Besides, was this stuff delicious? Was it filling?

If you want to sabotage the weaving group, steal a few patterns and then set it on fire. The weaving group will be finished.

Wei Aiguo is telling us to wait until they set the fire before arresting them. Is stealing a fan or a straw the same as arson?

Murder and arson are capital offenses.

I heard Bai Shuang not only saved Wei Aiguo, but also many other people. I wonder which bastard tried to poison the military dog; will Wei Aiguo let that go?

At the time, the father and his two sons were talking. The younger brother said that Cheng Yousuo had said the same thing: if someone came in, there was no rush.

His father said that Cheng Yousuo wasn't that cunning, which must have been taught by Wei Aiguo.

His father was also furious and told his sons to stay calm and not let these bastards get away with it.

Wu Dayong forcibly pulled his thoughts back, deciding to focus on the immediate situation first.

The sounds outside were muffled, like cotton or something was being used to pad the lock. They're hammering the lock...

The door hinges are regularly oiled, but the sound of the door opening is still exceptionally clear in the middle of the night.

The person who came in closed the door first, and then lit the candles.

Wei Aiguo and Wu Dayong, standing behind the straw, immediately recognized the person who had come in by candlelight: Cheng Kuan.

There were electric lights in the room, but he didn't dare turn them on. The dim candlelight made it impossible to notice someone behind the straw.

Cheng Kuan first used the candlelight to look for things.

If he gets caught at this point, he can just insist that he only wanted to steal something, and it won't be a big deal!

Cheng Kuan picked out several fans of different styles and put them into the pouch in his arms. These were finished products that had been made but not yet put into storage.

Even if it weren't for the military dogs, Wu Dayong still felt that Cheng Kuan deserved to die. He stole these samples, definitely to give to other brigades; what a traitor who betrayed his own side.

This place is the hope of the entire brigade!

Wu Dayong guessed that Cheng Kuan thought it had nothing to do with his family anyway, and that his family probably didn't make any money. Didn't he even consider what his family did for a living?

When Wu Dayong watched Cheng Kuan pack up the fan and prepare to light the straw, Dayong really wanted to punch him to death. The house was filled with straw and cattails. If it caught fire, how could it be put out?

The house is quite large, and the entire west side is made of organized materials.

If it burns down, the losses will be enormous. Besides, the area outside the house is piled high with unorganized rushes. If it catches fire, it will spread like wildfire. The weaving team will be practically finished, if not completely wiped out.

Take this house for example. Think of all the work points the brigade gave the team members! That's real money. This house alone is worth a lot of money, and Cheng Kuan dared to burn it down?