"It seems Boss Du is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. That's a good kind of man—soft-hearted and knows how to cherish his wife," Lin Baiwei joked.

Zhou Yueyun blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and said shyly, "It's alright. When I gave birth to Xiaohu, I had a C-section, and my husband Guoqiang took care of everything inside and out. He was even more attentive than my own mother. He wouldn't let me go into the water during my postpartum period, and he washed all the diapers. But he's gotten lazier and lazier since then. Now he doesn't even know to pick up a fallen soy sauce bottle."

"You should be content. I saw Du Guoqiang pulling weeds in the yard a few days ago, and Xiao Jie said that Uncle Du was mopping the floor every time he came to your house. You can't wrong him." Lin Baiwei spoke up for Du Guoqiang.

“I have a bad back, the C-section really hurt my back. I can’t straighten up after mopping the floor for a while, so Guoqiang won’t let me mop it. Actually, I think my man is pretty good. He’s better than many men. I knew he was the one for me at first sight. He was dirt poor back then, even his underwear was torn, but he still saved money to buy me chocolate. Those things are expensive.”

Zhou Yueyun's simple face now had a touch of sweetness. Although her love affair with her husband wasn't dramatic, it was sweet and romantic.

"Your relationship was based on free choice?"

"Yes, we were working in a nail factory back then. We made the nails used for decorating houses, like staples. They were specifically made for export. I was responsible for picking and packaging them. Each person had their own machine, and we had to be fast. Otherwise, if the machine was piled with nails, the workshop foreman would scold us. I wasn't as fast as the others, so I always got scolded."

Zhou Yueyun said it with a smile. Looking back now, she feels that the workshop director was not wrong to scold her. She did hold the workshop director back, but at that time she hated the workshop director to death.

"That job was tough. Before we started, we had to wrap our fingers in a thick layer of tape, but after a day's work, our fingers were still worn out. Look, my hands look awful. That's when I got them done."

Zhou Yueyun stretched out her hand. Unlike Ye Qingqing and Lin Baiwei's slender and fair hands, her hands were thick and rough, and her finger joints were deformed. It was clear that her hands had been through many hardships.

"No pain, no gain. You've finally overcome your hardships, and things will only get better from now on," Lin Baiwei comforted you.

Zhou Yueyun smiled with relief, "Yes, before, Guoqiang and I always thought that if our combined monthly salary could reach 10,000 yuan, we would be content. We could save money to buy a small house in Pingjiang, have another child, and that would be enough. Back then, who would have thought that we could buy a house in Hong Kong now? We never even dared to dream of it!"

Ye Qingqing and Lin Baiwei both smiled. They liked Zhou Yueyun's honesty. Although she was less educated, Zhou Yueyun was a very good person. Moreover, she knew her shortcomings, so she listened to advice and didn't say anything empty. She said what she meant. The couple were both honest people, which was why they were willing to be friends with them.

"You might even buy a house abroad in the future. You two aren't that old, your business will definitely grow bigger and bigger," Lin Bai joked.

Zhou Yueyun shook her head, "I can't take it anymore. Guoqiang and I both have bad backs. When we first started the factory, it was just the two of us. We did everything ourselves, sometimes working through the night without rest. Our backs were ruined. We have to take it easy now. My in-laws worked too hard when they were young and broke down. Now they have money, but they can't eat or sleep well. They're not blessed!"

Lin Baiwei said irritably, "Are you all stupid? Qingqing is a miracle doctor, why didn't you say so earlier?"