Chapter 662: Drinking Northwest Wind
"It's Chuxia who understands me. To be honest, seeing Qinjia Village getting rich by relying on every household in Xiayang, I, your uncle, am very anxious. After all, Qinjia Village is your husband's family, and Daqingshan Village is your mother's family. We are the closest..."
When he said this, he suddenly glanced at Zhuang Jingshu standing beside him. Then he remembered the relationship between Lin Chuxia and the Lin family, and smiled awkwardly again.
"No matter what others think, this place will always be your mother's home, and our Daqingshan Village Committee will always support you."
"I know," Lin Chuxia didn't mind at all.
Lin Chuxia wanted to invite the Sun father and son to have dinner at home, but Sun Bingnan refused directly, saying that he wanted to take his father to the city for a walk and then go back to harvest peaches.
How could Village Chief Sun still have the mood to wander around the city? My heart has already run back to the village.
He kept mumbling and urging Sun Bingnan to go home quickly because the peaches on the tree couldn't wait.
After sending the two away, Lin Chuxia turned around and saw her daughter moving her little mouth pitifully towards her, and it was obvious that she was hungry.
I was just busy talking to the father and son of the Sun family.
Qiqi was usually breastfed by Lin Chuxia, except for the first day when the milk didn't come in, so she ate milk powder for a few times.
Later, when she drank the sweet breast milk, she refused to eat anything else when I gave her formula, and would rather drink plain water when she was hungry.
She quickly took the child and went back to the house to feed him.
Zhuang Jingshu followed her and chatted, "Let Zhuang Yang help you look at the domestic canned fruit production line. If that doesn't work, you can also ask him to go abroad. There are canned food production lines abroad that can be put in glass cans, tin cans, and juicer production lines. Drinking fruit juice is very popular abroad."
Lin Chuxia thought for a moment while breastfeeding her baby, "Let's use domestic production lines first. Although foreign production lines are advanced, the cost is too high."
"Don't worry about that. Mom will send you there." How could Zhuang Jingshu bear to let Lin Chuxia worry about money?
Lin Chuxia was immediately amused. "It's good to have a rich mother. No wonder people are rushing to recognize her. But I still plan to use the domestic production line."
It’s not that Lin Chuxia is embarrassed to accept the gift from Zhuang Jingshu, it’s just that the current living standards of ordinary people in the country are limited.
Once imported equipment is used, the production line cost and packaging cost will increase, and the price of the product entering the market will also increase accordingly. Such products may not be suitable for the domestic market.
"I plan to build two ordinary production lines first, mainly to produce canned yellow peaches, followed by canned hawthorns, and canned apples as needed. After Xiayang Food's canned food occupies the market, I will consider introducing foreign equipment to produce high-end products. For now, I still plan to bring Xiayang Food into the lives of ordinary people."
Zhuang Jingshu nodded continuously after hearing this, "Your idea is right."
Just now she couldn't stand seeing Lin Chuxia calculating the money, but from a businessman's perspective, how could she ignore the cost?
His eyes fell on Xiao Qiqi again. "This little girl is really picky. She will suffer in the end. I'll ask Zhuang Yang to contact overseas to send a few bags of infant formula to see if she can drink it. Otherwise, if you have to go out for something, the little one will be hungry."
These words really touched Lin Chuxia's heart.
She has just come out of confinement, and everyone is considerate of her and tries not to bring problems to her attention.
But she has so many things to take care of, it is impossible for her to stay at home to take care of the child all the time. If she really has to go out for a day or two, the little one will go hungry.
"Thank you, Mom. You are so thoughtful."
Zhuang Jingshu's eyes were full of tenderness. "Why are you being so polite to me? Child, you never need to say thank you to me."
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At the same time, the Sun family father and son left the family compound and rushed to Daqingshan Village without stopping.
Sun Bingnan was driving a tractor
Puji complained, "Dad, it won't take much time to go around. I finally came to the city. Besides, I'm still hungry. I have to eat anyway."
"Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat. Open your mouth and face forward."
"Why are you opening your mouth facing forward?"
"Drink northwest wind, aren't you hungry? Drive faster, the wind will be stronger, and the northwest wind will fill you up faster if you drink more."
Sun Bingnan: “…”
Well, his father is still resentful of him for not telling him that he had a market for selling peaches.
Sun Bingnan knew he was in the wrong, so he stopped arguing with his old father and drove the tractor back to Daqingshan Village.
As soon as I entered the village, I saw a few people standing in front of me from a distance. One of them was pushing a bicycle. The basket behind the bicycle was covered with thin peach branches. I could see that there were peaches in the basket.
There are few families in their Daqingshan Village who grow fruit trees, and before, only a few families grew pear trees and apricot trees.
Those who planted the peach trees were the ones who planted yellow peaches together with the Sun family two years ago.
Village chief Sun also knew that person. He was the old man who responded most enthusiastically at the time and planted the most yellow peaches in the village.
Lao Qiantou is patient and good at managing fruit trees. When the technical staff of the County Forestry Bureau visited their village, they specifically praised Lao Qiantou.
This year, Lao Qiantou's fruit trees had quite a few fruits, which should have been a happy thing. However, the peaches couldn't be sold, which became a worrying thing.
Village chief Sun also knew the people surrounding Old Qiantou. They were all villagers from Daqingshan Village.
Especially the man who was gesticulating with his hands and looking very arrogant, he was none other than Lin Yongqiang, the second son of the Lin family.
"What did I say at the beginning? The village chief dotes on his son, and his family is willing to give his son money to do whatever he wants. That's the village chief's business. Who in our Daqingshan Village can compare with the village chief's family? With three sons, even if the third son is a beggar, don't the eldest and second sons have a backup? But you just don't believe it."
"Old Qiantou, I didn't say the latter part of what I said at the beginning. With your little money, you might as well save it for your old son to get married. Otherwise, the village chief didn't do a good job. You can cheat anyone but Old Qiantou. He is over 30 years old and just had an old son. The whole family depends on Old Qiantou to work in the fields. Is it easy for him to make some money? For his own reputation and his son's reputation, he spent all the money of others."
Old Qiantou sighed, "You can't say that. This was something that everyone agreed to at the beginning, and the village chief wanted everyone to live a good life."
"What do you mean by mutual consent? If his son hadn't brought two carts of peach trees, would you have been able to grow peaches? Why did the village chief yell at everyone to grow peaches? I think it's because the peach trees his son brought can't be sold. Is this for everyone's good? He's doing it for his son's good. Look, everyone has worked hard for two years to grow the peaches, and they finally have fruits. If you can't sell them, will they care? I tell you not to take the peaches home, but take them directly to the village chief's house and let them be responsible."
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