"Is that her granddaughter?" Qin Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"Yes, it's Director Fei's daughter, Xiao Honghua."

"She got married quite late."

"That's right, she's so focused on her work that she's even neglected her wedding." Aunt Zheng said, pulling her younger sister up, waving to Aunt Wang, and walking out the door.

Qin Xiaoyu stood by the window and looked out. The window was covered with plastic sheeting for winter protection, so it was clear from the inside out, but from the outside it was pitch black inside.

"Huh? I think I just saw this girl walk by. So she's from your family?" An old lady with sharp eyes pointed at the younger sister and exclaimed.

"She's not my daughter, she's Old Wang's granddaughter," Aunt Zheng said with a smile.

Because of her profession, Aunt Wang knew a wide range of people and had a strong following among the elderly women.

"You have a granddaughter? You haven't even laid an egg yet, do you think we don't know?" Someone exposed Granny Wang's past, and the crowd burst into laughter.

"Godparents! No way!"

"Sure! What's wrong with that? I mean, how did you manage to fix this? How did you manage to bring such a cute little thing home?"

Everyone loves beauty, and everyone kept staring at the young woman. Fortunately, she was used to seeing many different kinds of people and wasn't shy. She just bit her lip and didn't say much.

"It's all about clothes. My granddaughter is beautiful, but she's dressed nicely. Look at that child, she looks like a monkey." Aunt Wang was referring to Xie Lanhua's granddaughter, Xiao Honghua. She was unhappy at first, but after looking closely, she couldn't say anything.

Little Red Flower was dressed entirely in clothes from the Little Sun Children's Clothing Factory. Her top was a garish, jarringly bright red, with a large pink patch embroidered with two flowers on the front and a large yellow patch embroidered with an elephant on the back. It was as tacky as could be.

The trousers were made of a bright blue polyester-cotton blend, and the inner layer was either cotton or wool trousers, I couldn't tell.

Polyester-cotton blend is just chemical fiber with some cotton added. The fabric is soft and elastic. I don't know if this child was already chubby or if he ate too much during the New Year, but his two elephant legs were squeezed into Michelin Man legs by the pants.

Add to that the light pink hair ornament, the two patches of red on her face, and the clear snot hanging from her nose, and compared to her younger sister, she was simply unbearable to look at.

Although Xie Lanhua was a leader, she had a good following among the masses. So even though everyone could clearly see who was better, they couldn't honestly make a comparison. They could only pretend not to hear and find an excuse to change the subject.

Xie Lanhua was already angry, but one look told her she had lost, so she kept her head down picking vegetables and didn't want to talk to Aunt Wang anymore.

Normally, Aunt Wang is good at coaxing customers and gets along well with them, but today she's like she's on steroids, staring intently at Xie Lanhua.

"Director Xie, I'm telling you, this won't do. You work in a children's clothing factory, how can you dress children like this?"

"Hey, I was just about to ask you. My son is getting married, could you tell me the date?" Someone tried to smooth things over, hoping to delay Aunt Wang's strategic retreat.

"I don't want to calculate, I'm just chatting." Seeing that Xie Lanhua wasn't taking the bait, Aunt Wang got a little anxious, afraid that she wouldn't be able to complete Qin Xiaoyu's task. She hurriedly went to Xie Lanhua's side again and deliberately pushed her younger sister in front of her.

"Look at my granddaughter, isn't this dress pretty?"

"It looks good." Xie Lanhua's composure was still quite good.

"I knew it! We bought it from Shanghai; our local factories can't even produce it," Aunt Wang said proudly.

"Bought in Shanghai? No wonder."

"I knew it." People at that time had a blind worship of Shanghai, which immediately gave Xie Lanhua a way out, and her expression improved a lot.

"Yes, what kind of place is Shanghai? Our small town can't compare."

"I was just kidding you, my niece made this dress herself!" Aunt Wang covered her mouth and laughed.

"Made by hand?" Some people didn't believe it and came over to check the clothing label. How could Zhou Yue sew a label on? The old ladies were dumbfounded.

"Director Xie, I really admire you. You're still so calm. The children's clothing factory workers haven't been paid for three months, yet you're still holding onto this business, waiting to pass it on unchanged?" Qin Xiaoyu had been waiting for a long time, so she had to step in herself.

Her appearance caused the situation to spiral out of control. Firstly, a strange beauty suddenly appeared, and secondly, her words were too aggressive, leaving Xie Lanhua completely bewildered.

"Who are you?"

"Didn't Director Fei mention it to you? I went to the factory to see her and asked for cooperation. But she refused; she wanted to maintain the tradition."

While listening to Qin Xiaoyu's story, Xie Lanhua's expression was still uncertain, but upon hearing that Director Fei had refused, a sense of pride welled up within her, and Xie Lanhua stood up.

"Yes, our Little Suns have a tradition, and we won't follow the crowd." Xie Lanhua must have been giving too many speeches in meetings, because she spoke these words with righteous indignation.

"Passing on the legacy isn't about sitting still and waiting to starve. Can you bear to watch these old sisters who helped you build this empire go poor?" Qin Xiaoyu glanced around, and the family circumstances of these people were immediately apparent.

At that time, it was mostly a succession system. When the elderly in the children's clothing factory retired, their children would take over. This meant that if the children's clothing factory could not pay wages, a family would be severely impacted.

"Who are you? What nonsense are you spouting? We're willing to work for Director Fei, so mind your own business!"

"Whether we get paid or not is none of your business!"

"You don't know anything about our factory, yet you're spouting nonsense!"

"So young, and already learning bad habits..."

Qin Xiaoyu was almost amused by her anger. To say that reforming in harmony is like calling someone young and not learning good manners.

"Mom, this is the widow Tang I told you about." Director Fei appeared out of nowhere and didn't stand on ceremony.

"So she's Widow Tang." Xie Lanhua looked Qin Xiaoyu up and down.

Which Tang widow?

"That one, the military region..." The old ladies started talking, deliberately speaking loudly to Qin Xiaoyu because they were angry and also to avoid making a scene.

Qin Xiaoyu wasn't afraid of this. She had been through a lot, and she treated these few spittles as if they were raindrops splashing mud on her face without changing her expression.

"My mother has already retired and is enjoying her retirement. Why are you harassing her about factory matters?" Factory Director Fei turned around and questioned Qin Xiaoyu.

"Because you're so narrow-minded, I think that if Director Xie was able to lead the workers down an extraordinary path back then, she can also return to glory now, so I want her to come out of retirement."

"Don't even dream about it. Do you think my mother would side with you?" Director Fei chuckled.

"Director Xie is a man who values ​​courtesy over sentiment." After Qin Xiaoyu finished speaking, she calmly looked over. Xie Lanhua was still sitting there expressionless, picking the dried fish piece by piece, but the fish heads and bodies were all messed up.

Qin Xiaoyu, seeing that she had achieved her goal, knew that continuing the conversation would be nothing more than arguing with Director Fei about endless platitudes, so she smiled, bid farewell to everyone, and left gracefully with her younger sister.