"Okay, thank you, Secretary."
After thanking the brigade secretary, Fang Huai said to Fang Chuchu, "I'll wait for you at the village chief's house later. Stay with the others and don't get lost, okay?"
Fang Chuchu pouted and said with some dissatisfaction, "I know!"
Upon hearing Fang Huai's question to the brigade secretary, Fang Chuchu knew that he hadn't come along because he was worried about her; he was just using her as a cover!
That's outrageous! Even if I told her the truth, she wouldn't refuse, yet I lied to her!
Fang Chuchu's bad mood lasted until she saw Dundun, at which point she forgot all about Fang Huai.
She was somewhat surprised; this was the first time she had seen a child who was just as adorable as Nuonuo.
Dundun spotted Huang Qinqin from afar. He quickly wiggled his short legs and ran over to hug Huang Qinqin's leg.
He shouted happily, "Auntie~ Auntie~ You've finally come back to see me! DunDun missed you so much~"
Huang Qinqin took Dundun's hand and said softly, "Auntie misses Dundun too. Dundun has gotten so thin, it breaks my heart."
Fang Chuchu: ......
He's lost weight??? This chubby little guy actually looks thinner???
Seriously?
When Huang Qinqin said she had lost weight, Dundun's eyes lit up: "Really? Auntie, has Dundun really lost weight?"
"Of course, Auntie thinks Dundun has lost weight."
After hearing this, Dun Dun smiled proudly and kept waving Huang Qinqin's hand.
Grandma Huang and her family were getting ready to go to work when they saw a crowd of people gathered at their doorstep.
"Secretary, Village Chief, what brings you here?"
After greeting the others, Grandpa Huang immediately noticed Huang Qinqin.
Noticing that Huang Qinqin wasn't with anyone she knew, she couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Nannan, you're back. Why are you all alone?"
Huang Qinqin laughed it off, saying, "Grandpa, I'm all grown up now, I won't get lost by myself!"
Grandpa Huang said with a stern face, "You know perfectly well that's not what I meant."
Seeing his expression, Village Chief Huang was afraid they would get into a fight, so he quickly changed the subject: "Tiezhu, it's time, you should go to work."
"Then, Tiezhu's wife, you stay here for a while. We have something to discuss with you."
Grandpa Huang asked, puzzled, "What's the matter? Should I stay too?"
Grandpa Huang couldn't imagine what they could possibly want from Grandma Huang, and he was also worried that Grandma Huang would be scared being home alone with so many people around.
Village Chief Huang glanced at the brigade secretary, who nodded slightly, before saying, "Alright, you can stay here too, but the rest of you should go to work first."
After entering the house, Huang Ersao, who stayed home to look after the children, planned to pour them a glass of water.
Upon seeing this, the brigade secretary said, "No need to pour water. We're leaving after we've finished talking; we won't be staying long."
Seeing his words, Huang Ersao was about to go back to her room. She beckoned to Dundun, who was clinging to Huang Qinqin, signaling him to come over.
Upon seeing this, Dundun obediently walked to Huang Ersao's side and asked softly, "Second Aunt, why did you call Dundun?"
"DunDun, why don't you go back to your room with your second aunt and watch over your little brother?"
Huang Ersao was worried that Dundun's presence outside would interfere with their serious conversation, so she wanted Dundun to go back to the room with her.
She thought Dundun wouldn't refuse, because Dundun usually liked spending time with Kang Kang. However, she forgot one thing: Huang Qinqin wasn't usually here.
Dundun put his hands behind his back and shook his head firmly: "No~ I want to stay with my aunt, I'll go see my brother later!"
After saying that, perhaps fearing that Huang Ersao would forcibly carry him back to his room, he turned around and ran away.
Although the courtyard was not small, Dundun spoke quite loudly, so you could roughly guess what Huang Ersao was talking to Dundun.
The brigade secretary looked at Dundun, who was nestled in Huang Qinqin's arms again, and said to Huang Ersao, "It's alright, just let him stay here, it won't cause any trouble."
Alright, since the brigade secretary said it was nothing, Huang Ersao went back to her room by herself.
cough cough
The brigade secretary cleared his throat and explained the department store's plan to cooperate with their brigade.
Then he emphasized, "The leaders of the department store value your skills, Tiezhu's wife, so when the workshop is established, you will be a key technical member."
"I just don't know if Tiezhu's wife would be willing to be a key technical staff member? Of course, she'll definitely get work points too."
After hearing this, Grandma Huang felt like she must not have woken up properly. What kind of nonsense is this, calling someone a "technical backbone"?
Based on her pickling skills?
However, she wouldn't be foolish enough to reject such a good thing. She knew that such a good thing couldn't just fall from the sky.
Since it's related to the department store, it's likely that her granddaughter got it for her.
Grandma Huang glanced at Huang Qinqin, who was winking at her and then secretly pointing inside the house.
Grandma Huang understood and said without any modesty, "Alright, I'll shamelessly accept then."
"I'm not bragging, but my skill in making pickled vegetables is absolutely top-notch! Of course, if the quantity is large, I can't handle it all by myself."
"My daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law's cooking skills are also passed down from me. I can ask them to help me when the time comes."
The brigade secretary's lips twitched slightly; she really dared to speak up...
“You definitely can’t handle it all by yourself. How about this, we’ll pick some people from the brigade and ask you to help teach them.”
As for what Grandma Huang just said, asking her daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law to come and help, the brigade secretary pretended not to hear it.
It's still unknown how much demand the department store will have. Even if a workshop is set up, there probably won't be many slots available at the beginning.
If the Huang family alone claimed several of those points, the others would definitely be dissatisfied. Although it was also counted as work points, it was obvious that working in the workshop was much more comfortable than working in the fields.
Upon hearing this, Grandma Huang refused righteously: "That won't do. This pickling technique is my family's secret recipe, and I can't easily teach it to outsiders."
Grandpa Huang was initially worried that Grandma Huang would be bullied, but now he has already lowered his head.
Don't misunderstand.
Grandpa Huang didn't think Grandma Huang was wrong or ashamed of what she did.
Instead, Grandpa Huang was afraid that he would lose control of his expression and burst out laughing on the spot.
He was pinching his thigh, trying to suppress a laugh. Because it hurt a little, his expression was somewhat grotesque, and he lowered his head to cover it up.
Others might not know, but he knew very well where there was any ancestral recipe.
It was a few years ago when my eldest grandson had an accident and the family was in financial difficulty, so I came up with this pickled vegetable recipe.
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