"Let's keep it 70% to you and 30% to me. You're in charge of the key braising liquid and sales channels, and I'll just handle the purchasing and production. That already takes up a lot of the profits."
Xie Yuyao insisted: "Don't say that. You are in charge of the most tedious part, so it's a 50/50 split."
With Yang Shumei by her side, Xie Yuyao had a lot less trouble and naturally wouldn't mistreat her good friend.
"Then I'll benefit from your generosity," Yang Shumei said with a smile.
She knew Yao Yao's personality; if she continued to refuse, she would displease Yao Yao.
*
Meanwhile, when Zhao Honghui returned home from the educated youth compound, his family had just finished eating and were cleaning up the dishes.
Seeing Zhao Honghui carrying many bags straight back into the house, many people looked on with envy, as he hadn't bought any good food for his family in a long time.
It's all Xie Yuyao's fault. She won his heart so tightly that he took all the good food to the educated youth compound.
Knowing his family's nature well, Zhao Honghui said goodbye to his parents and went straight back to his room to put down the bag.
Then he went out to wash up and called to the younger sister who was about to return to her room: "Come to my room for a moment."
"Oh." Zhao Hongqin was overjoyed; it seemed that Sister Yaoyao had already bought the yarn.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw many bags, and her eyes immediately fell on the beautiful cashmere sweater. Her heart started pounding.
This dress is so pretty! Your older brother must have bought it for Yao Yao.
Waaaaah, she really wants one too.
Just as she was full of fighting spirit and preparing to go up the mountain to collect more medicinal herbs, her older brother came in after washing up.
"The department store sold out of yarn, so I just bought you a ready-made garment as a reward for successfully completing the training and officially starting your job. Yao Yao picked out the style and color herself."
Zhao Hongqin stared in astonishment as her older brother picked up the bag containing the clothes he wanted. "Try them on when we get back and see if the size is right."
"Ah!!! Big brother, I love Sister Yao Yao to death!" Zhao Hongqin snatched the bag and ran back to her room.
The houses in the farmhouse were not very soundproof. When Yang Chunhua heard Zhao Hongqin's excited shouts, she turned around and saw her carrying a bag and quickly going back into her room.
As soon as Zhao Hongqin returned to her room, she took off her clothes and started trying them on. She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself from left to right, and liked them no matter how she looked at them.
There was a knock on the door, and she quickly went to open it. Her mother, Yang Chunhua, walked in.
Looking at her youngest daughter's expensive and beautiful cashmere sweater, Yang Chunhua's expression darkened: "Did Yao Yao buy this for you?"
"No, it's a gift from my older brother to congratulate me on getting a new job, but it was chosen by my sister Yaoyao. Mom, do you think it looks good?" Zhao Hongqin said with a smile.
"It looks nice, but it's too expensive. You can't waste your brother's money."
"Okay, Mom. When I have an income, I'll buy my older brother a gift too."
Seeing the good relationship between the siblings, Yang Chunhua felt gratified, but when she thought about her eldest son insisting on going out and living separately with Yao Yao, she frowned again.
"Alright, stop admiring yourself, go wash up and go to bed."
Yang Chunhua left her youngest daughter's room, turned on her tiptoes, and walked towards her eldest son's room.
Meanwhile, Zhao Honghui opened the medicinal wine and drank several mouthfuls to expel the cold from his body.
Hearing the knock, he replied, "Wait a minute!"
He quickly hid the wine in a drawer and then opened the window to ventilate the room. Only after the aroma of the wine had dissipated sufficiently did he open the door.
"Mom." When Zhao Honghui saw that it was his mother knocking on the door, he asked someone to invite her in.
Yang Chunhua waited outside for a while, then said irritably, "What are you doing? It took you so long to open the door."
Before Zhao Honghui could answer, she stepped into the room and sniffed, "Huh? What smells so good?"
"Mom? Is something wrong?" Zhao Honghui immediately changed the subject.
Yang Chunhua rolled her eyes at him: "Can't you come over if there's nothing wrong? You've been lingering outside all day in this snowy weather. How's your leg injury?"
"It hasn't flared up much, so don't worry."
"Mom is asking you, what are your plans if Yao Yao goes back to the city?" Yang Chunhua had never discussed this topic with her eldest son. She felt that with his abilities, he would definitely be able to keep his wife after they got married.
If she interferes and causes the two to delay their marriage, then when Yao Yao returns to the city, her eldest son will be all alone, which is not the outcome she wants.
Zhao Honghui firmly stated, "Of course I'll go with her."
These words ignited Yang Chunhua's anger. She suppressed her rage and said, "Yaoyao is from Beijing. What if you go there and can't find a job because you're unfamiliar with the place?"
“I have comrades-in-arms there, and I’m confident I can settle down.” Zhao Honghui thought of something and smiled. “If we really settle down in Beijing, my children will be Beijingers.”
Yang Chunhua rebuked him: "Go away! You're not even married yet and you're already thinking about having children? What kind of dream are you having!"
"Mom, I'm serious. I'm determined to marry Yao Yao in this lifetime. Since it's inconvenient to build a house in Qingshan Village, I plan to buy a house in the commune."
“Our whole family lives in Qingshan Village, and Yaoyao is a sanitation worker here. It would be so inconvenient for us to buy a house in the commune,” Yang Chunhua immediately rejected the idea. She asked suspiciously, “How much money do you have? Can you afford a house in the commune?”
Zhao Honghui was cautious: "If we can't afford to buy it, we'll borrow it first. I need to have a house for my wedding."
"Let me be frank, it's not impossible for you to separate and live separately. But there's one thing: I'm worried about you and want to live with you." Yang Chunhua emphasized, "Whether you go to the commune, buy a house, or work in Beijing, you can't leave me behind."
Zhao Honghui naturally disagreed, "Mom, Dad is your husband, he is the one you will spend your life with. You know I'm almost thirty, not a three-year-old child. You should focus your attention on Dad."
"If you hadn't suffered such serious injuries, why would Mom be so worried about you?" Yang Chunhua's eyes reddened as soon as she finished speaking.
Despite her selfish motives, her concern for her eldest son was genuine.
There's a saying that a mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles. Her eldest son is unwell, and there are too many variables with Yao Yao. How can she not keep an eye on him?
Zhao Honghui softened and said, "Mom, I know you mean well, but Yao Yao is the one who will be with me for life. You can't take care of me forever."
"I'll protect her for as long as I can, because I'm a mother," Yang Chunhua insisted.
Seeing that his mother was unreasonable, Zhao Honghui resorted to drastic measures: "Mom, even if you live with me and Yaoyao, Yaoyao is still the one who makes the decisions."
He glanced at the door and said softly, "By then, your status in the family will be like your grandmother's now. Are you happy with that?"
Yang Chunhua felt a chill run down her spine; she didn't want to end up like that.
Zhao Honghui pressed his advantage: "If you still insist, I will find you a house to live in near your residence. You will not lack food, clothing and other necessities. As for my family affairs with Yao Yao, you can forget about interfering."
"Then...then wouldn't I become a burden? How am I supposed to take care of you?" Yang Chunhua's plans were completely shattered, and she made a final struggle.
But what he received in return was his eldest son's firm words: "I'm a grown man, I can take care of myself."
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