As soon as Zhou's mother saw the expression on her eldest daughter-in-law's face, she knew what she was trying to say.

Zhou's mother rolled her eyes and said to Qiao Yu, "We are all family. If it is broken, it is broken. You fought for a formal job for Zhou Qiang, isn't it worth an old bicycle? What compensation do you need? No compensation is needed."

Zhou Zeguo nodded, "That's right!"

Mrs. Zhou was so angry that she reached behind Zhou Zeguo and started pinching his lower back!

Be ruthless!

You have to be especially cruel!

Otherwise, this idiot doesn’t know how much a bicycle is worth!

Zhou Zeguo clenched his back teeth and said nothing.

Under Qiao Yu's command, Zhou Qiang began to dismantle the bicycle and then reassemble it under the watchful eyes of the public.

After watching the whole process, Qiao Yu went to try riding it and nodded, "Not bad. It's just that some parts are not tightened. I can feel the looseness when I ride it, but it's not a big problem."

Maybe you were too nervous, so take it apart and put it back together again, and be more careful this time."

Zhou Qiang did it again.

Qiao Yu rode it around the yard again and finally nodded, his serious expression faded away and he smiled, "It's the material."

Zhou's mother cried with joy: "I feel relieved with Xiaoyu's words."

Mrs. Zhou: ┭┮﹏┭┮Luckily it wasn’t damaged, I was scared to death.

Zhou Zeguo: Well done! You are worthy of being my biological son!

Qiao Yu: "Let's all go to bed early today. Tomorrow, Uncle, Military Boy, you two will come with me to the village chief's house."

Before night fell, Qiao Yu used the pen and paper at home to write down the specific plan while thinking.

For a factory to develop normally, it needs a business plan. Although it may not be strict enough to follow a routine, it at least provides a direction for development.

Halfway through writing, Zhou Zeguo wanted to light a kerosene lamp to give to his younger brother and sister-in-law, but was scolded by his eldest sister-in-law: "The light of the kerosene lamp is so dim! Wait, let me find a candle at home!"

Zhou Zeguo: ...

As soon as the candles were lit, Qiao Yu began to write furiously. The more he wrote, the more excited he became. In addition to the initial stage of building the factory, he also listed the plans for the next five or six years.

After writing two-thirds of the way, she took the time to look up at the military kid and asked, "Besides sweet potato cakes, do you have any other cold-made snacks made with sweet potatoes as the main ingredient that are easy to transport?"

The soldier thought for a moment and said, "The original version of sweet potato cakes I experimented with was eaten after being steamed. It can also be fried, but the cost will be higher. In fact, sweet potatoes can also be made into sweet potato flour, vermicelli, etc. Sweet potatoes can also be made into sweet soup, but the shelf life is not as long as canned fruit."

Qiao Yu nodded, and the plan continued to lengthen.

After she finished writing, she found that Zhou's mother and Zhou's sister-in-law were asleep on a bench that was put together nearby.

No need to worry about catching cold.

Qiao Yu patted them awake, "Mom, sister-in-law, wake up, go back to your room and sleep."

Mrs. Zhou didn't turn over steadily and fell off the bench to the ground. She was awakened and said, "Earthquake? Earthquake?!"

Zhou's mother was awakened by the noise. She jumped up and slapped her eldest daughter-in-law on the back of the head, "Are you awake?! Go back to your room and sleep! There is no earthquake!"

Mrs. Zhou yawned without caring about the beating and said in a daze, "Oh, there's no earthquake, that's good..."

Then, following muscle memory, he returned to his room.

Without even taking off her shoes and socks, she lifted the quilt and slept in the same quilt with Zhou Zeguo.

Zhou's mother, who was watching the whole process, said:

Close the door for the eldest daughter-in-law.

When I turned around, I saw Qiao Yu stacking papers neatly.

Zhou's mother came closer and exclaimed, "So much has been written."

"Yes. I'll ask my second sister tomorrow if she knows how to bind it. It will look better when it's bound."

"OK."

Early the next morning.

Mrs. Zhou scooped a large bowl of dry food into the pot. Seeing that the family members had woken up one after another, she handed the stove to her second sister and went to Qiao Yu to flatter him, "Sister-in-law, are we going to the village chief's house after dinner?"

Qiao Yu was brushing his teeth and didn't reply to her.

After spitting out the foam in his mouth, he said, "Don't worry. I wrote a lot last night. Does your second sister know how to bind it? It won't be a problem if you bind it and arrange it in a nice way."

"Yes, yes, yes! Our second sister loves to do these things the most! She does all the delicate chores around the house!"

"That's fine."

These days, binding books is done manually.

After breakfast, Zhou Ermei looked at the thick stack and admired Qiao Yu for writing so much. She also found a thick needle and said to Qiao Yu, "Aunt, this should be divided into three volumes and bound."

"Okay, it's up to you. Whatever is convenient for you."

Because he wrote too much last night, Qiao Yu not only felt pain in the fingertips where he was holding the pen, but also in his wrist.

I moved around a few times, but still didn't get relief.

When Zhou's mother saw her like this, she knew that her old illness had recurred, so she held her arm and started massaging her.

While enjoying it, Qiao Yu also let out a long sigh of relief: "Mom, it's still you who are here!"

Zhou's mother couldn't help but scold her: "Why do you have to finish writing it in one night? Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately... sizzle." Qiao Yu took a breath, relaxed his expression, and then said: "There are too many things to do. To open a factory, we need the consent of the village chief and the party secretary, right? We need the support of most members of the production team, right? After that, there are the issues of factory construction and equipment transportation..."

When Zhou's mother heard this, she sighed and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay. We are all family. It's normal to support each other after we gain power. I was raising two kids by myself. It was my first time in the Red Flag Brigade. You and my uncle and his wife were very nice to me, weren't they?"

Zhou's mother was overwhelmed with thoughts, and finally she thought that it was a good thing that God let her son meet Qiao Yu.

Xiaoyu is simply the lucky charm of their family!

Before lunch, Zhou Ermei finally finished binding the books.

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Qiao Yu took a look and found that each book was neatly arranged with the extra corners trimmed off. Even if a corner was missing when a few sheets of paper were opened, it would not be a big deal, after all, enough effort had been made to save face.

Qiao Yu raised his thumb and said to Zhou Ermei, "Second sister is amazing."

Zhou Ermei lowered her head in embarrassment.

Qiao Yu: "By the way, how long will it take for my second sister to graduate?"

"She is only one year younger than her brother and will graduate in two years."

Qiao Yu nodded, "Then ask the factory to give Second Sister the green light. If that doesn't work, come to your Second Uncle and Second Aunt's house. Second Aunt will guarantee to find you a lover that satisfies your heart."

Zhou Ermei's face immediately turned red with embarrassment.

Hearing this, Zhou Dasao's eyes lit up. Fearing that the opportunity would be missed, she pinched Zhou Ermei's arm and said, "Your aunt is talking to you! Go back quickly!"

Zhou Ermei endured the pain and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Thank you, Second Auntie."

"good."

After lunch, Qiao Yu brought the plan, his uncle and the military boy, and the two of them, carrying things, came to the village chief's house.

The village chief and the party secretary had been waiting for a long time.

Everyone else in the house went back to their rooms to create some space and quiet for them to discuss business.

Qiao Yu handed the plan to the two of them, "I think it's useless for me to say more. Uncle village chief, secretary, please take a look at the factory plan I wrote first, and then decide on the next step."

The two of them read carefully and repeatedly what she wrote until midnight, and even after dinner they still held on to it and refused to let go.

As night fell, the doors of the main room and the courtyard were open. After all, there were so many men in the room and Qiao Yu was the only woman. It would be embarrassing if it got out.

Finally, after finishing the reading, we got down to business.