Xu Xiangyang looked at the account book, counted the money, and then gave it to the person opposite.

Qian Wenqing took over and said, "Brother Xu, the Chinese New Year is coming in a few days. When will we have a holiday?"

It's not that he wants a vacation; he's the same wherever he is.

The people below just want to take a vacation. They have families and have made a lot of money, just waiting for you to spend it.

Xu Xiangyang glanced at the desk calendar. There were still five days until the Chinese New Year. He thought for a moment and said, "Then let's take a day off the day after tomorrow and come back to work on the fifth day."

I originally wanted to wait until the 15th, but then I thought, we are all busy people, so it’s better to make money early.

Qian Wenqing nodded in agreement and then packed up his things.

Xu Xiangyang looked at the desk calendar. He had to go to work on the sixth day of the New Year, so he was in a hurry.

"If you have any problems in the future, come to the garment factory to find me." He told me that he had to go to work and might not have time to come over often in the future.

Qian Wenqing knew about this and said, "Don't worry, Brother Xu, just leave it to me."

I can't give it to him, there's no one else.

This year's Spring Festival, Xu Xiangyang's family had a better time than in previous years.

The main reason is that he has more money, so he can take out more supplies.

The Spring Festival of 1968 was a difficult but fulfilling year.

Only Xu Xiangyang himself knows how many twists and turns his work has gone through.

Although he has experienced a lot, he has not encountered too many setbacks. It can be said that many of his current achievements are in vain.

I also have to thank Cao Yajun for giving him so many opportunities.

The goods in the space and the money are all thanks to other people's efforts.

He stayed at home during the Spring Festival and spent a great time with his family.

When the black market was on holiday, Xu Xiangyang gave them a lot of gifts. But everyone went home for the New Year, so he didn't go there.

However, Qian Wenqing, who was homeless, had no choice but to hang out with him.

"Here we go again!" Qian Wenqing said with a smile, holding a bunch of gifts in his hands.

Wang Xiumin smiled and welcomed the person in. "Come on, whatever you want to bring! It's just the right time to make dumplings."

She still had flour in her hands, so she didn't pull anyone.

Qian Wenqing didn't hesitate to put down his things and went to wash his hands to help make dumplings.

"Xiao Qian, why haven't I seen you in the past six months? Where have you been?" Wang Xiumin was wondering before, this kid often comes here to eat, why hasn't he come for a long time?

Qian Wenqing smiled and glanced at Xu Xiangyang, then said, "Aunt, I'm busy with work. It takes time to adapt to the job transfer, so I don't have time. So, I'll come to see you often in the future!"

He was extremely happy in his heart. It was so rare that someone cared about him so much.

Xu Xiangyang watched from the side. This man was indeed quite pitiful. He could only spend the New Year at someone else's home.

We eat late in the evening, at eight o'clock, and then start the night watch.

He and Qian Wenqing brought two dishes and then went to his own small courtyard to drink some wine.

The lights are on here too, and it makes it clear that there is a lot of activity going on.

The two of them sat in the house, the brazier was lit, and they drank wine and ate snacks.

"Brother Xu, we are getting bigger and bigger now, and people in the city center are starting to cause trouble." Qian Wenqing smacked his lips, with some worry in his tone.

In fact, he couldn't say he was afraid, he was just worried that he couldn't cope with it.

The Chengzhong District is not like their Xicheng District. There are old-established forces there, and people who made small moves there would ignore them in the past. But it is different now.

Now, apart from Mr. Jiang, they are the only ones left in Xicheng District.

Besides, Mr. Jiang’s product is not as good as theirs. The products are the same, but they sell better.

Xu Xiangyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? What kind of trouble are you looking for?"

He had never asked about it before, so he didn't know what was going on.

And Qian Wenqing didn’t mention it either.

Qian Wenqing pursed his lips and said slowly, "Our business is also patronized by people in the city center. There are quite a few people. This is because they don't have much goods, so they come here.

It's not just the city center; the neighboring South City District is the same. They often come here. But they haven't come to cause trouble, only the city center. Someone came to me a while ago and told us to keep a low profile.

Brother Xu, this isn't something you can keep a low profile on! You said this person came to you to buy your stuff, you can't just refuse to sell it, right?

Besides, if they have the goods, how can we get them? Don’t you think so? "

That’s what they say, and that’s the logic.

But people may not listen, nor be willing to listen to what you say.

Xu Xiangyang glanced at him and then took a sip of the wine in the glass.

After a while, he slowly spoke, "Don't worry about this matter for now. If they really wanted to cause trouble, they wouldn't tell you."

Those people in the city center are probably after the supply of goods in his hands, otherwise they wouldn't waste time waiting here.

Xu Xiangyang knew what was going on, so he wasn't afraid.

Qian Wenqing didn't quite understand it, but he didn't ask any more questions.

The eldest brother has spoken, what else does he have to ask?

The two of them drank until after midnight before going to bed.

When I woke up the next morning, Qian Wenqing was still sleepy, so I just let him sleep there.

Xu Xiangyang looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock. He was not hungry, so he went to the small courtyard opposite.

As soon as I entered the door, Liu Hai happened to come into the room and saw him coming.

"Oh, Director Xu!" Liu Hai turned around and walked towards him with a smile.

As he walked, he said, "This time it's really different. It's getting more and more powerful."

There was joy in his tone, if for no other reason than that he and Xu Xiangyang had no grudge against each other!

If something happens in the future, I guess you won’t refuse, right?

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Xu Xiangyang could probably guess what he was thinking.

He didn't mind this attitude, but whether to help or not was another matter.

"Uncle Liu, Happy New Year." He greeted with a smile.

After entering the house, several people sat down around the table, and Grandma Wang made some hot tea and brought it over.

"Your house is still the best, there is tea." Liu Hai took a sip of tea. Even if he didn't understand it, he knew it was good tea.

A little bitter, but not astringent.

Seeing him say this, Wang Zhongshan said, "When you go back, take a bag with you. It's not a good thing. It's just that we don't produce it here, so we don't sell much."

At that time, there was no tea in the supply and marketing cooperative's grocery store, and those who came were quickly kept there by others.

The main reason is that the Northeast region is not suitable for growing tea. Something that is not available here is naturally a good thing.

Scarcity makes things valuable!

Liu Hai didn't refuse and nodded with a smile, "Okay! Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

He didn't refuse because the family definitely wouldn't take tea seriously given their conditions.

Even though he thinks this thing is good, in the eyes of others, it is not as delicious as steamed buns.

A few people were chatting and laughing. Grandma Wang took the chicken that Liu Hai brought and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

After all, they brought things to see, so it would be bad not to invite them to dinner.