Chapter 80 Three Updates in One

Jiang Wenfang was a newcomer, and she felt a little scared when she saw the other party's righteous attitude.

The two of them were at least some kind of leaders, so they had to respond, so they replied, "Our workshop is producing very well."

The other party asked, "How much Spanish mackerel sauce do you produce every day? Did you encounter any difficulties during production? If you have any difficulties, please tell us. We are one family in the first and second factories, and we can provide you with technical guidance."

Although Jiang Wenfang said she didn't understand, she remembered the frequent discussions among her co-workers about the factory's attempt to catch a traitor. She heard that the recipes in the canned fish workshop had been stolen, and Lin Xiang had specifically reminded Sister Hongxia to be careful, so she also became suspicious.

He said vaguely: "We produce a lot. If you encounter any difficulties, our workshop manager can solve them."

"What difficulties did you encounter?" the man on the other side asked, with an attitude of not giving up. "Is it a technical problem? Or a problem with the formula?"

Jiang Wenfang pursed her lips and said, "I don't quite understand this. I'm a new employee who just joined the factory and I'm still in the learning stage."

The two people opposite: "..."

Later, she was asked a few more questions, but Jiang Wenfang evaded the questions by saying that she was a new employee and didn't know much. Finally, she spoke to a worker who had just come out of the office building of Factory 2 and whose figure was only visible in the distance.

"Sister Wang, you called me, right? I'm coming!" Jiang Wenfang smiled at the two men shyly and apologized sincerely, "Two leaders, I'm sorry I can't help you. Look, my workshop worker called me, so I'll go over first."

The two men across from her watched her trot out of sight. One of them asked the other, "Did the man just now call her?"

"No. How can I call him from such a distance? Forget it. He just came in and he doesn't know anything. I don't have the energy to ask him anything."

......

"Sister Wang, just now two leaders from Factory 1 kept asking me questions. I don't know if they want to pick on our workshop." Jiang Wenfang didn't quite understand if this was a common occurrence in the factory.

Sister Wang had never seen what the two men looked like, but she got angry when she heard these words. When the Spanish mackerel sauce workshop was just established, many people in the factory wanted to find fault with it. Did they really think she didn't know what evil intentions she was up to?

"Well, no matter who they are, let's not say anything." Sister Wang didn't understand what they were asking, but it was better not to say anything.

Jiang Wenfang nodded: "I understand!"

Originally, she was thinking about whether she should report this to the workshop director Qiu Hongxia, but when Jiang Wenfang returned to the workshop and looked around, she didn't see anyone. After asking around, she found out that Director Qiu had gone out to buy raw materials for Spanish mackerel and would not be back today, so she gave up.

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The workers at Factory 2 worked hard on Saturday afternoon and finally had a wonderful day off.

That afternoon, He Hongyuan and Lin Xiang received He Guifang, who had come from afar.

He Guifang appeared at the train station carrying a lot of bags as if she was moving house. She saw her son and daughter-in-law at a glance, but this time she only stared at her daughter-in-law: "Oh my, come and let me see, how come you haven't gained any weight on your face after being pregnant for three months? You need to eat more."

Lin Xiang suspected that her mother-in-law had a filter for her. She had clearly gained a little weight this month.

"Mom, I've gained some weight."

He Guifang rolled up her sleeves and tried to show her strength: "We have to eat more and take good care of our bodies so that the birth of the baby will be smoother."

As for her son next to her, He Guifang glanced at him and thought, he was still the same person. She turned around and linked arms with her daughter-in-law, and walked forward affectionately.

He Hongyuan was carrying four heavy bags in his hands, and he had no idea how much stuff his mother had brought with her.

Lin Xiang prepared some kumquat peels for her mother-in-law in advance, which had disappeared as the weather got colder. These were the leftovers from the factory's previous production of kumquat juice. The sour fruit and even the peel have a refreshing effect.

He Guifang didn't know if she was too excited, but this boat trip was not as uncomfortable as the previous two times.

"Mom, it's a pity that the kumquats are gone now, otherwise I would have let you taste the taste of kumquat water." Lin Xiang drew a big cake, "Try it next summer, I'm sure you'll love it."

He Guifang knew her daughter-in-law was capable and had already produced a lot of soda: "That's great, I will definitely drink it!"

He Guifang settled on the island to take care of her pregnant daughter-in-law, and Zhou Shenghuai's family was also happy.

By the time He Hongyuan and Lin Xiang brought the people to the island, the Zhou family had already prepared a sumptuous dinner to welcome them.

The last time they met was during the Chinese New Year last year. It has been almost a year since we last met. It was naturally lively for old friends to get together. At the dinner table, He Guifang saw Yuezhu's boyfriend and couldn't help but sigh: "Yuezhu has always been like a little girl in my heart. In the blink of an eye, she has grown up and has a boyfriend."

Feng Li was thinking the same thing: "I was confused for a moment, how come the girl has grown up so much."

Most mothers have such sentiments. Lin Xiang didn't realize it before, but now, listening to the two elders talking and touching her belly, she suddenly felt sad.

Before she could say anything, He Hongyuan came over and whispered, "If our child is a lady, I will definitely do a good job of investigating her when I look for a date."

Lin Xiang: "..."

You think further than I do!

He Guifang was staying permanently this time, so they would have plenty of time to spend together in the future. After reluctantly saying goodbye that night, the family of three returned to their own small building and let He Guifang live in the room that had been cleaned up a while ago.

"Mom, the sheets and quilt covers are almost all new. They have been washed and exposed to the sun. The bed frame and cabinets are also cleaned and sparkling." Lin Xiang did not forget to take credit, "Your son cleaned it, and I was in charge of the instructions."

He Guifang smiled and said, "Good conducting!"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law smiled at each other, while He Hongyuan, who was sorting out the things his mother brought from her hometown, heard the conversation between the two most important lesbians in his life, and curled his lips as he lowered his head to pick up the salted duck eggs.

As soon as He Guifang arrived, this hardworking and busy woman started to do housework.

Lin Xiang and He Hongyuan are both very hygienic, especially He Hongyuan, who was the best at housekeeping in the army. Sweeping the floor, cleaning furniture, and washing clothes are all no problem for him. However, compared with He Guifang, there is still some gap.

Every day, He Guifang got up early to prepare breakfast. She would often start rolling noodles while Lin Xiang was still asleep. After getting up, she could see steaming corn paste and fresh steamed buns on the dining table, each one white and plump, and served with salted duck eggs pickled by her mother-in-law.

After taking a mouthful of warm corn paste, take a bite of the soft white flour steamed bun dipped in Spanish mackerel sauce. The aroma of wheat and seafood are wonderfully intertwined, chewy and sweet. Finally, take a bite of the oily salted duck egg. The egg yolk is golden and oily, and it scrambles to open in your mouth with a fine, rustling sound, filling your mouth with fragrance.

Eat a good breakfast and feel energetic all day.

When Lin Xiang returned to the factory to work, she was in high spirits and brought the salted duck eggs that she had boasted about to her office colleagues.

He Guifang has always been a generous person. She even arranged for her son and daughter-in-law to bring some local specialties to the food factory and the army for their colleagues and comrades to eat.

While discussing the situation of the coconut plantation in the workshop office, Lin Xiang brought three salted duck eggs to her colleagues. After peeling the shells, she cut them in half. Under the flat cut surface, one could see the tender white egg white slightly discolored by being pickled and soaked, and the oil bubbling from the golden yolk.

Zhao Jianjun took a big bite, and the salty aroma went straight into his mouth. It was so delicious! It was even more delicious than the salted duck eggs he had eaten before, especially the golden and oily yolk. It was so delicious!

Kong Zhenzhen and Ma Defa were equally full of praise for this and were already preparing to buy some duck eggs and ask Grandma Lin Xiang to help pickle them.

Sister Guazi was so eager to become sworn brothers with Grandma Lin Xiang on the spot that she planned to go to the family compound after get off work to learn from them. The craft was truly amazing.

After finishing the salted duck eggs, Zhao Jianjun wiped his mouth and then got down to business.

"The coconut plantation has been established. Xiao Ma has been there several times to learn theoretical knowledge from Captain Qian and the members. Combining this with practical planting experience, we are now growing seedlings. However, coconut trees take a long time to plant. They will not bear fruit until at least three to five years later. We are developing a long-term plan."

Wudaogou Production Brigade is the best coconut planting area in Haining Province, with plenty of sunshine, warm and humid weather, fertile coastal impact soil and good drainage, which is conducive to plant growth.

However, given the slow fruiting characteristics of coconut trees, planning and establishing a coconut plantation is not a one-day process.

Lin Xiang then suggested: "We can sign a longer contract for the plantation, which will be a guarantee for both parties."

The proposal was to restructure the contract and sign a 50-year coconut plantation contract with the Wudaogou Production Brigade.

Wild-grown coconuts are still being picked and loaded onto trucks and sent to the 119 Second Factory, where they are processed and then loaded onto trucks for sale.

During this period, Captain Qian would promptly report any suspicious persons seen near Wudaogou to 119.

It must be said that other people may have a poor sense of smell, but Captain Qian is incredible. No bad guy or liar can escape from his hands. Of course, he will first suspect whether anyone he sees is a liar.

Ridiculously alert!

Knowing that the Shiwei Food Factory had been trying to get information, they later sent some people to Wudaogou secretly to find out something, but they were all driven away by Captain Qian and the other members.

Lin Xiang thought to herself that the Shiwei Food Factory was really a piece of shit that couldn't be shaken off. Not only did they arrange for Wang Qifa to steal the recipe, they also used all kinds of tricks to try to get the coconut raw materials of their factory. It was really despicable.

Turning around, she ran into Jiang Wenfang, who was now working in the Spanish mackerel sauce workshop, and seeing that she was hesitant to speak, she asked, "Sister-in-law Jiang, what's wrong?"

Jiang Wenfang was still thinking about what happened that day and was wondering whether she should tell Lin Xiang about it. While she was hesitating, she ran into Lin Xiang.

Since she asked, Jiang Wenfang just blurted out the answer: "It's like this. I met two people from Factory 1 in the factory that day. They said they wanted to inspect our workshop work. They asked me a lot of questions, as if they were looking for trouble. They were especially concerned about whether there were any problems with our production and whether the formula needed to be improved..."

oh?

Lin Xiang's mind flashed with the faces of several people: "Do you recognize who it is?"

"I think he looks familiar. He should be a junior leader of the first factory, but I don't remember who he is. Both of them are quite tall, one is a little fat, and the other is quite thin. The thin one doesn't speak very nicely, but is quite arrogant. The fat one is a little better. Oh, and he has a mole on his face."

Tall and fat, with a mole on his face, Lin Xiang knew who it was: He Zhigang, the mixing team leader of the shrimp sauce canning workshop.

As for the tall, thin one who speaks very arrogantly, it seems a bit like...

Lin Xiang took Jiang Wenfang to the factory next door and took a look around the second canned fish workshop under the pretext of going to the factory to do some work. Jiang Wenfang immediately recognized him: "Yes, that's him!"

It turned out to be Song Ming, the director of the second fish canning workshop.

Song Ming wanted to get the recipe for Spanish mackerel sauce from the beginning and have his own workshop produce it. Who could fail to see his undisguised intention? Even when the Spanish mackerel sauce workshop of the second factory was just established, it was the same. He wanted to find fault several times, but he was still thinking about finding faults and hoping that Director Huang and Secretary Tang would change their minds. In a fit of anger, he closed the new workshop.

As for He Zhigang, he was equally hostile towards the Second Factory, which was a result of his deep-seated contempt for the company over the years.

Lin Xiang is no pushover, especially now that the Second Factory has already stood up straight. Whether for the sake of protecting the workshop formula or ensuring the smooth progress of the work, she reported the matter to Director Zhao again.

Zhao Jianjun slammed the table when he heard this: "Song Ming and He Zhigang are really endless. Do they really think I'm afraid of them?"

Zhao Jianjun then led Qiu Hongxia and Yang Tian to the entrance of the second canned fish workshop and the shrimp sauce workshop, attracting a lot of attention.

Qin Yangbo, the director of the shrimp sauce workshop, frowned when he saw this and said, "Zhao Jianjun, why are you hanging around the door of our workshop instead of staying at the second factory?"

Zhao Jianjun and the other two did nothing but wander around the door. When Qin Yangbo spoke, they said cheerfully, "Director Qin, isn't He Zhigang from your workshop here to inspect the work of our Spanish mackerel sauce workshop? In return, we are here to inspect the work of your shrimp sauce workshop as well."

Qin Yangbo:?

Director Qin turned his head and glared at He Zhigang with a dark face. He was so angry that he shrank his neck with a guilty look and laughed twice: "Director, I, I am concerned about the new workshop."

"I want you to care about it?" Director Qin said in a low voice with a hint of anger, "Have you figured out the matter in your workshop?"

He Zhigang remained silent.

Deputy Director Liu Qingshan stepped out to smooth things over: "Director, Team Leader He was too concerned about the new workshop and the production of Spanish mackerel sauce. He didn't use the right method at the moment. He was just doing something with good intentions but ended up with something unpleasant."

Qin Yangbo had never experienced being scolded by people from the second factory, so he went to the workshop office with a gloomy face. Only Liu Qingshan patted He Zhigang on the shoulder and comforted him.

When Zhao Jianjun saw that He Zhigang was scolded by Qin Yangbo, he was immediately satisfied. He went to the second fish canning workshop again and even asked the workers in the workshop all kinds of questions.

Song Mingke's reaction was much more aggressive than Director Qin's. He asked cautiously, "Zhao Jianjun, what do you mean? What do you want to ask our workers? Our workshop is full of confidential information."

Zhao Jianjun snorted angrily, but smiled: "What did Director Song come to our second factory workshop to ask?"

Qiu Hongxia was also furious: "Director Song, you keep asking questions to us workers. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly. I promise to give you a clear answer."

Song Ming: ...

Song Ming was speechless after being questioned. He could only watch Zhao Jianjun and the other two leave. He was so angry that his teeth were itching. These people from Factory 2 really didn't give him any face at all. They actually came here to question him!

Zhao Jianjun returned victoriously with two generals. Lin Xiang touched her four-month pregnant belly and laughed when she heard them talk about Song Ming's ugly face and the way Qin Yangbo scolded He Zhigang.

"Xiao Lin, sit on a chair and listen to the story." Qiu Hongxia brought a chair to Lin Xiang and asked her to sit down. She stared at her belly and said, "You will give birth next spring, right?"

Lin Xiang calculated the expected date of delivery, which is next May, when spring is in full bloom: "Yes."

Kong Zhenzhen also went over and said with some regret: "Then you won't be able to go to the Food and Drinks Fair next year!"

The Food and Drinks Fair was held in March. By then, Lin Xiang's belly was already eight months big, but it was too difficult for her to travel far.

Lin Xiang heard that the time and location of next year's Food and Drinks Fair had just been announced, and registration had also begun.

This year it is in Jianghan City, and next year it will be in Qingfeng City, which is closer to the north and takes three days by train. By then, Lin Xiang will be pregnant, so naturally she won't be able to go.

"Then you guys go over there, I'll stay at the factory." Lin Xiang smiled.

It was not easy to go to the Food and Drinks Fair last year. They finally thought of a loophole in the rules and got through it. This year, they went as a free sponsor, providing drinking coconut juice to major food and wine counters, and also got a counter to sell their own products.

The most difficult admission ticket has been obtained, so there will naturally be no major problems in the future. Lin Xiang is quite relieved.

Regarding the Food and Drinks Fair, Lin Xiang contacted the National Grain and Oil Corporation and confirmed the sponsorship again. They are waiting for them to collect the total number of participating manufacturers, personnel and organizers and send them to the local grain and oil companies, so that they can determine the amount of coconut juice sponsorship for the second factory.

After hanging up the phone, Manager Xu of the National Grain and Oil Company could not help but sigh: "The 119 Food Factory in Phnom Penh has a good ideological awareness. They are willing to provide so much coconut juice for everyone to drink for free. When they plan the counter for them, they should not put it in too cramped a place. They should arrange the location a little better."

The staff took note and said, "Okay."

The registration for the new year's Food and Drinks Fair is in full swing and will close in mid-January.

Since 119 food factories eliminated the Food and Drinks Fair last year, a factory selling fruit juice and soda actually squeezed into the Fair and seized the opportunity to sell coconut juice to 11 cities. How could other soda factories not be jealous?

Factories with better information had already found out that the 119 Food Factory had found a loophole in the rules and had squeezed into the Food and Drinks Fair by claiming that coconut wine was also wine.

For this reason, many soft drink factories are preparing to follow suit.

The Shiwei Food Factory is also among them.

When Factory Director Qiu heard the news and told his subordinates about it, Zhou Hongfei immediately became excited: "Then let's also produce some wine."

Qiu Xiuping agreed: "There are so many opportunities at the Food and Drinks Fair. 119 easily signed contracts with 11 cities. We can't fall behind."

Factory Director Qiu was only troubled by one thing: "What kind of wine can we produce?"

There is a big difference between producing soda and producing wine, and their equipment is not capable of producing beer.

Zhou Hongfei was more creative: "Why not buy some beer and exchange it for some soda, and then say it's ours. We don't have to actually make it anyway."

There was really no other way. Director Qiu made the decision: "Then let's do it this way. It's fine as long as we can get the qualification to enter the Food and Drinks Fair. Xiuping and Hongfei will be in charge of this matter. Get some wine out. We will go and register later."

"good!"

——

While other factories were trying their best to get ready to attend the National Food and Drinks Fair, 119 Food Factory was calmly preparing for sponsorship.

It was preliminarily estimated that there would be about 230 people attending the National Food and Drinks Fair, with a total supply time of 5 days. Adhering to the principle of "more rather than less", Lin Xiang initially reported to Director Zhao the sponsorship amount of 4,000 bottles of coconut juice.

Zhao Jianjun knew that money should be spent wisely, so he gave away 4,000 bottles of coconut juice for free!

“This time we will use the train to transport several hundred boxes of coconut juice directly, and prepare another batch for sale as samples at the exhibition stand.”

Lin Xiang also thought so.

After things here were finalized, Kong Zhenzhen heard that many factories outside were gearing up to squeeze into the Food and Drinks Fair: "Wow, when we went last year, many people looked down on us, saying that we couldn't go and that it would be embarrassing to go. But this year, everyone is trying their best to squeeze in."

Zhao Jianjun had no worries at all, especially when he thought of the good idea Lin Xiang came up with on the last day of last year's Food and Drinks Fair. He was even more excited at this moment: "Let them go, our approach is different!"

While others are rushing to squeeze on the single-plank bridge, my factory is walking on the smooth road alone!

Lin Xiang held back her laughter, especially when she heard that the smell of food was actually inside. She couldn't wait to know their reactions after learning the truth.

After finishing work, the island in January was still a little chilly in the afternoon. When Lin Xiang got off work, she put on a red woolen coat and went out with her bag.

Her six-month-old belly was already very obvious, bulging out her clothes. Most of the co-workers and military families she met on the road would greet her and ask about her child. They all went home chatting and laughing. When Lin Xiang saw her small building from afar, she could see smoke rising from the chimney. The aroma of food was wafting from every household.

He Guifang was busy preparing the meal.

Lin Xiang's appetite gradually improved after three months of pregnancy. She could eat anything without feeling nauseous.

He Hongyuan often asked the kitchen staff to get some chickens and ducks. He always ate fish and shrimp, but he got tired of eating too much.

Today, after more than half a month of hard work, He Hongyuan finally got a duck. He cut its neck to let the blood, permed and removed the feathers, and then cleaned the internal organs.

A plump duck was split in half, one half was saved for next time, and the other half was chopped into small pieces for braising today.

The bamboo shoots were picked two or three months ago, pickled and dried, and saved for eating around the Spring Festival. They were cut into small pieces along the grain and cooked with duck meat. The red and shiny soup was bubbling, and the duck meat and bamboo shoots were full of the soup. The iron pot was filled with fragrance, and He Guifang was frying tofu in another pot.

When Lin Xiang entered the house, she smelled the aroma of duck meat, took a deep breath, and hurried into the kitchen to have a bite.

"Mom, it smells so good." Lin Xiang took the chopsticks and put it into the pot. The duck meat was cooked until it was soft and fell off the duck bones with a light bite. The bamboo shoots were even more crispy. Although they were not as tender as fresh ones, the more you chewed them, the more fragrant they became.

He Guifang fries the tofu until both sides are golden brown, with a fragrant aroma. She then stir-fries chopped garlic, pickled cabbage and chili peppers until fragrant as a base, and then it’s ready to be served.

"Go sit down and prepare to eat."

A pot of roast duck with bamboo shoots, a plate of pickled cabbage and red peppers, and a bowl of white rice. Lin Xiang is now pregnant, so her appetite has improved and she is very hungry.

"Hongyuan should be back soon, let's wait for him." Lin Xiang secretly took a few bites and insisted on waiting for her husband to come back to eat together.

"No need to wait. You can't be hungry." He Guifang urged her daughter-in-law to eat quickly. "When he asked the orderly to bring the duck to me this afternoon, he told me that he had a lot of things to do today and probably wouldn't be able to come back for dinner. I left some for him anyway."

"Oh." Lin Xiang felt a little regretful, but she was also happy about the delicious food.

After dinner, Lin Xiang went out for a walk with her mother-in-law. He Guifang still had two knitting needles in her hands, and the ends of the tangled wool were in her pocket, bulging out in the shape of a ball of wool.

I am knitting sweaters for my son and daughter-in-law.

Not only that, He Guifang also found scraps of cloth to prepare diapers for the child. She planned everything in advance, just waiting for the baby to be born a few months later.

As soon as her mother-in-law came, Lin Xiang felt relaxed and happy, except that sometimes she felt that walking was a bit tiring, after all, she was carrying a big belly and the weight was there.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked back and forth and talked with the military families in the courtyard. It was dark but He Hongyuan did not come back.

"It looks like you're busy at work today." He Guifang reminded her daughter-in-law to go home and pack up and go to bed.

Lin Xiang looked towards the gate of the family compound again, and hey, he really hasn't come back.

At 9:30 in the evening, Lin Xiang had been lying in bed reading a picture book for a while when she heard a noise at the bedroom door.

She pricked up her ears and turned her head, staring eagerly at the door being pushed open from the outside. He Hongyuan had finally returned.

"You're back. You've been so busy today." Lin Xiang wanted to get out of bed and move around after lying in bed for a long time. She went forward to take the military jacket that He Hongyuan had taken off and hung it on the clothesline.

"I have a lot to do today." He Hongyuan turned around and saw his wife. Her eyes were sparkling. He thought of the duck he had asked the orderly to bring in the afternoon. "Is the duck delicious?"

"It's delicious. Mom roasted duck with bamboo shoots. It's so delicious. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat some more?"

He Hongyuan had a casual meal during a meeting at the army, and now he was indeed hungry after finishing his work.

At this time, He Guifang had already gone to bed. He Hongyuan did not say hello to his mother and went to the kitchen to heat up some food. However, the little tail following him was not very well behaved.

"It's tiring for you to go downstairs, so just stay inside." He Hongyuan thought that he had to move the bedroom downstairs as soon as possible, otherwise it would be even more inconvenient as his wife's belly was getting bigger and bigger.

"No way, I have to eat with you, otherwise you will be so lonely eating alone~" Lin Xiang blinked.

Roast duck with bamboo shoots and pickled cabbage and chili bean curd were both served hot on the table, but He Hongyuan was not the only one eating, Lin Xiang also picked up her chopsticks.

The greedy mother-to-be said to the father-to-be in a serious tone late at night: "It's not that I'm greedy, it's mainly because I want to eat."

He Hongyuan put a piece of duck meat in his wife's bowl, but did not expose her. He only reminded her: "Don't eat too much. It's hard to digest at this late hour. Don't let the food accumulate."

"knew."

He Hongyuan had a hearty meal, and Lin Xiang ate some dishes. After the man washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, the light cord in the dining room was pulled, and it suddenly went dark, leaving only the second floor with light on.

In the dead of night, Lin Xiang walked up the stairs slowly with her six-month-old belly. He Hongyuan put one hand on her waist and the other on her arm: "Why don't we move all the things downstairs during the rest time tomorrow? We can live downstairs."

Lin Xiang's voice was like the warm yellow halo above her head, hazy and a little gentle: "There's no need to be so early, isn't this also a workout?"

He Hongyuan did not give in on this matter: "Just walk on flat ground normally. I see you get nervous every time you take a step up the stairs."

Lin Xiang looked at the man with a suppressed smile: "Is it that exaggerated? Oh~"

Halfway through the conversation, Lin Xiang suddenly called out softly.

"What's wrong?" He Hongyuan looked Lin Xiang up and down, especially staring at her feet that fell on the stairs. They were both fine.

"The child just kicked me, and it seems that he thinks what his mother said is right."

"This kid is so young and can't even tell the difference. He needs to be beaten." He Hongyuan raised his hand and gently patted his wife's belly.

Lin Xiang: “…?”

Comrade He Hongyuan, you are not suitable for doing such childish things!

At the man's insistence, Lin Xiang and his bedroom were moved to the downstairs bedroom the next day, Sunday.

Lin Xiang sat on a chair on the first floor and watched He Hongyuan moving down clothes that he would need to wear in the next few months, mostly coats and sweaters, and some of his wife's favorite picture books to pass the time after she became pregnant.

He Guifang lent a hand and soon the move was completed.

"It's better to move down earlier. Your belly is getting bigger and it's not safe to go up and down the stairs."

Mother and son were united in their determination, and Lin Xiang had no choice but to temporarily bid farewell to the balcony with sea view on the second floor of her home.

By the end of January, it is only half a month away from the Chinese New Year. The atmosphere of the Spring Festival has become stronger everywhere, and every household is preparing for the New Year.

Thinking that there is an extra baby to celebrate the New Year with this year, although Lin Xiang is not so mobile, she still loves to wander around and go shopping together, not missing out on any delicious and fun things.

She even asked the girls from Jiang Wenfang's family next door to give her a few firecrackers.

Yingzi was very loyal and promised, "Aunt Xiangxiang, we will play together then."

Lin Xiang was in a playful mood for a rare time: "Okay!"

At this moment, the registration time for the National Food and Drinks Fair was almost over. Lin Xiang, Director Zhao, and Kong Zhenzhen went to the Phnom Penh Grain and Oil Company to confirm the quantity of sponsored coconut juice and the specific transportation and loading and unloading conditions, and then they met people from the Shiwei Food Factory.

Director Zhao and Kong Zhenzhen had originally considered that she should not go on this trip because of her big belly, but Lin Xiang wanted to go out for some fresh air too much. If she waited another month or two, it would be even more difficult to go out. She only assured: "Director, Sister Zhenzhen, we will just take a boat into the city, no problem. Besides, there are quite a few women in our factory who are seven or eight months pregnant and can walk briskly. I am not that timid."

Director Zhao saw that Lin Xiang looked in good spirits and looked healthy, so he agreed.

The three of them confirmed all the details at the Grain and Oil Company, and learned that the scale of this National Food and Drinks Conference had been slightly expanded. They also heard that more powerful leaders were coming, so they naturally became more eager to try.

Sometimes, the opportunity stage is more important than anything else.

When the three of them went out, they happened to run into Director Qiu who came with Zhou Hongfei and Qiu Xiuping.

The two sides bumped into each other. The people from 119 were naturally upset when they thought about the little tricks that Shiwei had been playing. However, Director Qiu from Shiwei was smiling like a tiger and pretended to say a few words to them.

"Hey, isn't this someone from 119? This is Director Zhao, right? I've heard of your great name. The coconut juice from your factory is very famous, and the pineapple juice and kumquat juice are also selling well. Now you also produce Spanish mackerel sauce, which is really amazing."

Zhao Jianjun smiled wryly: "Director Qiu of Shiwei knows everything about our factory. If someone doesn't know, they would think you have an undercover agent in our factory, hahaha."

Three people who like food: ???

The three people looked at each other and couldn't say anything for a while, but they just extended their hands not to hit those who smiled at them. The false greetings between the two sides ended here. When Zhou Hongfei passed by a few people, his eyes fell on Lin Xiang's face for a moment, and then stared at her obviously protruding pregnant belly, with some surprise in his eyes.

When the three people from Shiwei walked into the office, the three people from 119 who were originally preparing to leave the grain and oil company and return to the island stopped at the same time.

You look at me and I look at you.

Zhao Jianjun, Lin Xiang, and Kong Zhenzhen said in unison: "Stay a little longer!"

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The employee of the grain and oil company didn't know why the people from 119 didn't leave after finishing their work, so she just sat in the reception room drinking tea and chatting. However, the people from 119 were very nice and treated everyone to free coconut juice every time they came. She liked this factory very much, so she naturally didn't care.

A few minutes later, there was a sudden noise in the inner office.

"Manager Ge, you can't be partial. How come you helped 119 go to the Food and Drinks Fair last year, but we can't this year?"

"Manager Ge, didn't the 119 Food Factory last year rely on the fact that the Food and Drinks Fair didn't say that only liquor and beer could be sold, so it was able to successfully register by making some kind of coconut wine? We also made some apple wine this time, so why can't it work?"

"We don't accept this! We must treat everyone equally!"

Manager Ge of Phnom Penh Grain and Oil Company was annoyed by the three people from Shiwei Food Factory. He just took out a document and handed it over silently: "Last year was last year, this year is this year. You should take a good look at the regulations above. It is clearly written in black and white that only manufacturers selling sugar, beer, and liquor are allowed to register for this year's Food and Drinks Conference. This apple wine is not allowed."

The three people who were eating and drinking were dumbfounded: ???

"On what basis?" Zhou Hongfei boasted to his parents and grandparents that he would soon attend the National Food and Drinks Conference as a representative. "Why change it this year?"

"Is it the 119 who did this? They got in so badly last year and they want to block this road and prevent us from going."

"Comrades from the Shiwei Food Factory, please pay attention to your attitude! This is a regulation that representatives from several wineries in multiple cities have jointly requested to be revised. You should not focus on this. The most important thing is to focus on production!"

As soon as the office door opened, the three people from 119 saw the three people from Shiwei walk out of the door withered like eggplants hit by frost, and they couldn't help laughing as if they were watching a good show.

These people wanted to learn the trick I used last year, but it turned out to be a mistake! It was all in vain!

Zhao Jianjun asked in a provocative tone, "Director Qiu, what's the matter? No one wants this apple wine? Why don't you give it to me? Otherwise, you will be even more angry if you take it back."

Factory Director Qiu glared at Zhao Jianjun angrily and said, "119, don't be complacent. We can't go to the Food and Drinks Fair, and so can you. Manager Ge has already said that no one can take advantage of loopholes this year!"

No one can go. I don’t know what the people at 119 are bragging about!

Lin Xiang smiled at the people and said softly, "It's true that no one can find loopholes, and we can't sign up for the Food and Drinks Conference."

Hearing this, the three foodies became very excited. What was the difference between them and them?

However, Lin Xiang's next words shocked them again.

"We are just there as a sponsor of the National Food and Drinks Conference, working with the organizers."

The three foodies:? ? ? ! ! !