Chapter 272 Ready to Go

Her face flushed, as red as a ripe apple.

She stuck out her tongue and disappeared from Qin Qing's sight like the wind.

Looking at Ma Fangfang's receding back, Qin Qing nodded. The villagers of Hedong Village and Dagang Village were willing to leave their hometown in order to live a good life.

When she comes to the county town to make a living, she will not let everyone down and will make the garment factory bigger and stronger.

Otherwise, you will never be able to forgive yourself.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the pink bed and called softly to Wen Shishi.

"Miss, wake up, the dumplings are already in the pot."

Qin Qing's voice was not loud, but it had a strong penetrating power and went straight into Wen Shishi's ears.

And then, into her brain.

Wen Shishi received the voice from Qin Qing. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the pink world. She was confused for a moment.

Immediately, I understood.

This is Qin Qing's unique boudoir, a warm world built by a strong woman.

"I'll get up right away!"

Wen Shishi got up from the bed in a very embarrassed manner. She seemed to smell the fragrance of dumplings.

Suddenly, I remembered that when my mother was alive, she used to call me to get up in this way.

She was in a trance for a moment. It seemed that Qin Qing was not just a little girl, but an aunt with a story?

This thought was fleeting, and she laughed at herself for still being in a dream.

After washing and dressing up, the two beauties sat at the dining table.

Ke Jianbin's eyes were red, and it seemed that he didn't get enough sleep.

Maybe because he drank too much, his eyes were red and swollen, and the hair on his head was like a mat.

These things do not affect the functioning of his brain, Ke Jianbin said, looking at Qin Qing.

"The bus will stop at the door at six o'clock sharp."

"We can reach the county textile factory by eight o'clock."

"Thank you, Boss Ke, that's very thoughtful."

Qin Qing said softly.

She knew that Ke Jianbin had many connections and was very unconventional.

He is an old hand and has helped me a lot.

Today, he helped her a lot again, and she didn't know how to thank this old man.

"You're welcome. Your second uncle and I are good friends. We are relatives."

Ke Jianbin said this very clearly.

There is no falsehood at all.

"Let's save the polite words for later. Let's eat the dumplings now. They won't taste good after a while."

Tang Tianqiao is a man of rough but meticulous mind. He knows that Ke Jianbin likes to eat dumplings piping hot.

He knew how to entertain guests and he had to make sure Ke Jianbin had a comfortable meal.

Qin Qing immediately understood what her second uncle meant, and she spoke quickly.

"Boss Ke, let's eat dumplings quickly."

"I wonder if today's dumplings are to your taste?"

"The dumpling filling is very good. I like it."

Seeing that Tang Tianqiao and Qin Qing both asked him to eat dumplings, Ke Jianbin could no longer pretend.

The smell of dumplings had penetrated into his nasal cavity, entered his mouth, and then slid into his stomach.

He said hurriedly.

"I ate it."

Tang Min observed the etiquette at the dinner table. She envied her daughter's courage and her way of treating others.

With a sense of pride, she took a bite of the dumpling and said to Qin Qing.

"Hurry up and eat. I'm wondering if the filling I made is salty enough?"

"They are delicious. Not just delicious, but the best dumplings I have ever eaten."

Qin Qing slept late last night and had a bitter taste in her mouth. She couldn't taste anything.

I wondered if I had eaten too much.

I had just been reborn, and life was hard back then. I was able to eat a meal of wheat bran porridge thanks to Fang Zhiwei's family, as they still had some left.

While eating dumplings on the first day of the new year, I naturally thought of the first meal I had after my rebirth, as well as my memories of Fang Zhiwei.

It was really annoying. Before I knew it, Fang Zhiwei appeared before my eyes.

Thinking of Fang Zhiwei, I wonder where he is?

Alive or dead?

The mysterious man is her support in her rebirth into this life.

The dumplings on the first day of the new year were so confusing to Qin Qing that she couldn't even taste the flavor of the dumplings.

She really wanted to ask Wen Shishi, how are the dumplings?

After thinking about it, I decided to give up.

Tang Minhe made the noodles and my mother prepared the stuffing. Wen Shishi is not a fool, so how could she say that the food is tasteless?

"Director Qin, you're sick, you look pale, and you haven't eaten much?"

Ke Jianbin, an old hand, doesn't care about this or that. He thinks that as long as he and Tang Tianqiao are on equal footing, they are brothers.

Tang Tianqiao's niece is his own niece.

He asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I just don't seem to have slept well."

"I ate too much last night, and it was so delicious that I haven't digested it yet."

Qin Qing felt very embarrassed. Wasn’t the food she was eating enjoying itself?

It was all caused by this guy Fang Zhiwei. Where did he go?

This problem has always troubled her.

Qin Qing would not give up the idea of looking for Fang Zhiwei just because of Li Ran's casual remarks.

When the garment factory is back on track, she will go to Kyoto to find Fang Zhiwei and ask the old man where he hid his beloved.

Beep, beep…

The sound of the bus horn interrupted Qin Qing's thoughts. She turned her head to look out the window and saw Ke Jianbin's driver driving the bus to the gate.

She hurriedly said to Ke Jianbin.

"Hurry up and tell the driver to come in and eat some dumplings. We can leave only after we are full."

Qin Qing was just about to say that she was on her way when she suddenly felt something was not going well.

It’s more appropriate to say “set off”.

"Okay."

Ke Jianbin agreed nonchalantly.

How could Tang Tianqiao let the guests go out and ask the driver to eat dumplings?

He stood up from his chair and walked outside.

Everyone in the Tang family compound has eaten dumplings.

Qin Qing didn't know how many dumplings her mother and Ma Fangfang had made.

With gratitude, she held Tang Min and Ma Fangfang's hands and said.

"Thank you for your hard work. On behalf of everyone who ate the dumplings, I want to thank you both."

"Silly girl, your mother has nothing but strength."

"Mixing the dough, chopping the stuffing, and making the dumplings—it's a piece of cake."

Tang Min has been doing rough labor for more than ten years and still has some strength left in him.

She is not stingy with her efforts and doesn't mind being a little tired.

What's more, the life nowadays is full of hope, and we are basically away from the days of lack of food and clothing.

"Auntie, you've done a lot of work. I'm just helping out."

"Qing'er, you can invest money to open a dumpling restaurant for your aunt. It will definitely make a lot of money."

Ma Fangfang was telling the truth; she was not exaggerating.

She was not convinced by any woman in Dagang Village except Tang Min, who married into Hedong Village.

Qin Qing saw that her gratitude had triggered a chain reaction, like ripples that would not subside for a while.

She hurriedly spoke to Ma Fangfang and Tang Min.

"Hurry up and pack your bags, get ready to go."

"Qing'er, the luggage is easy to handle. We only have a few clothes, but how are we going to move over thirty sewing machines?"

Tang Min and Ma Fangfang just went to the lobby on the first floor and looked at so many machines.