Chapter 44: Address obtained from clam oil F3Nb (jhssd)

Qin Changbing recognized at a glance that the girl standing at the door of the Qin family was Qin Qing's cousin, whom he had run into in the county town today.

"Hello, grandma, hello, uncle, hello, aunt, hello, sister. I am Qin Qing's cousin Tang Zhimei."

Tang Zhimei is pure and lovely, and she greets everyone in the Qin family politely.

"This child... is really polite."

Shen Chunhua looked at Tang Zhimei's sweet appearance and exclaimed in admiration.

"Grandma, I'm sorry to bother you with my sudden visit. I brought you a little gift."

Tang Zhimei took out the net bag in her hand, which contained malted milk, canned yellow peaches, and a bag of melon seeds.

"Why are you being so polite, kid? Come on, come in."

When Shen Chunhua saw the gift from Tang Zhimei, the wrinkles on her face smiled and she quickly welcomed Tang Zhimei into the house.

"Thank you, grandma."

"Grandma, why are you welcoming her? The Tang family always produces evildoers. The more beautiful they are, the more likely they are to cause trouble."

Looking at Tang Zhimei, her shoulders are as white as snow, her black hair is long and shiny, and her eyebrows and eyes are clear and bright, which makes people feel comfortable.

Her beauty wasn't as aggressive as Qin Qing's, but rather sweet and pure, making her even more pleasing. Qin Guangmei's eyes were filled with jealousy, almost spitting fire. How could everyone in their Tang family be so good-looking?

"Qin Guangmei, shut up! What nonsense are you talking about in front of the guests!" Shen Chunhua looked at Qin Guangmei with a bad face.

"Xiaomei, you're pretty too. Your eyebrows are thick and dark, and your lips are rosy. Unlike me, I have naturally light eyebrows and pale lips. I really envy you."

It was also thanks to Tang Zhimei that she was able to pick out something to praise from Qin Guangmei's ordinary face.

But her words really worked for her. Qin Guangmei immediately raised her head and said, "You are too weak. Just drink more rice soup like me."

"Thank you, Xiaomei, for the secret recipe. I'll tell my mom when I get home to make more rice soup."

"Chimei, what are you doing in our house?"

Shen Chunhua held Tang Zhimei's hand and liked her more and more.

Look at her features, she looks so blessed, and she speaks so sweetly, much better than her granddaughter who speaks sarcastically nine out of ten times.

"Grandma, I'm going to take the college entrance exam next year. Today, I saw my uncle and aunt and they sent me a letter from Senior Gu. So I wanted to ask if we have Senior Gu's address. I want to write to him and ask for advice on studying so I can get into a good university in the future."

Tang Zhimei's voice was soft and her excuse was very beautiful.

"Listen, listen. This is what a good girl should do. Study hard and get into college. Look at Qin Qing, she's out there flirting with men all day long. What a mess!" Shen Chunhua was about to scold Qin Qing in three sentences.

"Grandma, do you have Senior Gu's address?"

"I do, but why should I give you Jing Mo's address?"

Qin Guangmei stared at Tang Zhimei warily. Was she trying to seduce Jing Mo again?

"Xiaomei, I see you have a cut on your face. My dad brought me some clam oil that you can use."

Tang Zhimei took out some clam oil from her pocket. In that era, clam oil was considered a top-notch shoulder protector. Rural people had never even seen it.

"Clam oil?!"

As soon as she saw the clam oil, He Cuiyun immediately grabbed it and said, "Xiaomei, tell Zhimei Gu Jingmo's address."

"Mom!" Qin Guangmei was a little unhappy. She thought that she was the only one who could write to Brother Jing Mo, so why should there be another Tang Zhimei.

"Did you hear that?! Chimei is here to study. If you worked as hard as she did, you wouldn't have dropped out of school!"

He Cuiyun reached out and patted Qin Guangmei on the head. Although Qin Guangmei was unhappy, she still wrote an address and gave it to Tang Zhimei.

"Thank you, Xiaomei. You should also use more clam oil, it can whiten your skin."

Tang Zhimei smiled sweetly, but Qin Guangmei was annoyed. Was she indirectly calling her black?

"Grandma, Uncle, Aunt, sorry to bother you. I'll go home first."

Tang Zhimei held the note in her hand tightly, her heart pounding. She could finally...finally meet him!

"Okay, okay, be careful on the road. We'll come again next time."

Shen Chunhua had a smile on her face, and she looked so enthusiastic that it seemed as if Tang Zhimei was her granddaughter.

"Jimei."

Qin Changbing suddenly called Tang Zhimei, and she turned around and asked, "Uncle, what's going on?"

"Zhimei, I see you and Qin Qing seem to have a good relationship. Do you know what kind of business she's involved in now?"

"Business? Um... doesn't she just sell fish and mops?"

"mop!"

Qin Changbing's eyes lit up. It turned out that thing was called a mop.

He winked at Sun Yulan, who immediately stepped forward and enthusiastically pulled Tang Zhimei.

"Chimei, you're a high school student, so you're well-informed. Do you know what this mop is?"

Tang Zhimei looked at Sun Yulan strangely, then looked at Qin Changbing who was looking at her eagerly, and suddenly she understood.

It seems that this family has set their sights on Qin Qing's mop business.

Then she didn't mind going along with it and helping them. After all, they and Qin Qing were family, so wouldn't it be better to share the good fortune?

"Aunt, mops are what city people use to mop the floor..."

Then Tang Zhimei explained in detail how to use the mop, even the method of making it, "That's about it, uncle, do you understand?"

Seeing Qin Changbing nodding while listening, Tang Zhimei asked him a question specifically.

"I understand, I understand! As expected of a high school student, you know a lot."

Tang Zhimei smiled slightly and said casually, "Qing'er is quite capable. The cloth she used to make the mop this time was from the Sixth Textile Factory. For one dollar, she got a lot of cloth. When the tractor brought it back to the village, the whole village was amazed."

"The cloth from Textile Mill No. 6 is all high-quality cloth. How can we get it in one piece? Is that possible?"

Qin Changbing was quite familiar with the Sixth Textile Factory. Its output and quality were both first-class. It was impossible to get the cloth so cheaply.

"Uncle, I'm not sure about that. You'll have to go to the factory and ask."

"Okay, okay, Tomoe, thank you so much. How about staying for dinner?"

Sun Yulan said politely.

Tang Zhimei took a look at the food on the table, and a hint of contempt flashed in her eyes. The food was completely different from what she had at home, and was barely good enough to feed pigs.

But she still maintained a polite smile, "Thank you, Auntie. My mother is waiting for me to go back for dinner, so I won't bother you."

"Okay, then be careful on the road."

The family sent Tang Zhimei out the door.

Sun Yulan closed the door and Qin Changbing looked at her with interest.

"I'm going to check out Textile Factory No. 6 tomorrow!"

"OK!"

Both of them set their sights on Qin Qing's mop business.

Qin Qing had just finished a sales lecture for the villagers, which had left her mouth dry. She ultimately selected seven village women, led by Ma Fangfang, who had previously sold hard-earned eggs, as the first test sites for tomorrow's sales.

Several people even stayed behind to learn Qin Qing's marketing slogans.

"Exclusively supplied by Textile Factory No. 6, our new generation of beautiful mops is now available!"

"A mop is only 50 cents, work hard and get a surprise, buy one get one free!"

"Take a look, take a look! 50 cents won't buy you a scam, it won't buy you a loss. Buy a beautiful mop and go home to live a happy life!"

Ma Fangfang called out the most earnestly, and at the end she even sang in the tune of a folk song, which was quite interesting.

"Aunt Ma, just use this tune. You're sure to attract people when you sing it!"

Qin Qing explained with a smile, her hand unconsciously scratching the gauze on her face. The wound had been throbbing from time to time all day, making her want to pick at it, but she could only try her best to bear it.

The wound should be healing, Qin Qing thought. When she turned around, she saw Tang Zhimei walking out of the Qin family.

She frowned. Tang Zhimei is related to the Qin family?