When she returned to the family compound, several military wives were sitting and chatting under a big tree a few meters away from the compound gate. Yang Niannian pretended not to see them and rode her bicycle straight into the family compound.

"Am I dazzled?" Sister Lin, who was knitting a sweater, rubbed her eyes. "Why do I seem to see Captain Lu's wife buy another electric fan?"

"What are you seeing? They just bought a fan." Mrs. Xu said sourly, feeling jealous.

"Oh my god, what kind of family is this? Captain Lu goes on 800 missions a day, but that's not enough for her to spend like this, right? Can't they just make ends meet?"

Mrs. Lin was so jealous that she bought two kilograms of wool and her husband nagged her all night long. Yang Niannian spent money so lavishly and Captain Lu indulged her. It was really frustrating to compare yourself with others.

Why didn’t her mother give her a good-looking face?

Mrs. Xu pouted and said in a strange tone, "I think in a while, she will buy a TV, a refrigerator, a sewing machine, and everything else. Maybe she will even tear down her small courtyard and build a building."

Even if Yang Niannian bought a plane, she wouldn't think it was strange.

Sister Lin glanced at Yu Hongli and asked curiously, "Hongli, why is your mouth like rusty today? Aren't you usually the talkative one? Why are you silent today?"

"What did I say?" Yu Hongli said with disdain for being associated with them. "Captain Lu gives his allowance to his wife. It's only natural. Stop saying sour things behind her back."

Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Lin's faces suddenly changed. Before they could say anything, Yu Hongli patted her butt and stood up. "You guys chat, I'm going home to collect my clothes."

Although she said she was collecting clothes, she actually didn't even enter the courtyard. She went straight to Yang Niannian's house. When she saw Yang Niannian collecting clothes in the yard, she walked up to her with a flattering look on her face, and she smiled so hard that wrinkles appeared on the corners of her eyes.

"Sister Nian Nian, why are you back so late today? Is business too good?"

"It's OK. It's hot, so business is bad."

Yang Niannian walked into the house holding the clothes. She was not surprised at all that Yu Hongli knew about her business. It would be impossible for Ye Meijing to keep this secret if she found out that she was working alone.

Who believes it?

Business is not good, how can you have so much money to buy a fan?

After making sure that Ye Meijing was not lying and that Yang Niannian was indeed working alone, Yu Hongli followed behind Yang Niannian with a flattering look on her face and said shamelessly.

"Sister Nian Nian, can you take me with you to do business? I'll have someone to accompany me when I come back from business, and I'll have someone to take care of me if I run into any problems."

As she spoke, she sighed heavily and started to play the victim. "Alas, I have five children in my family, and they all rely on me to earn money. Life is very tight. I was still worried about the children's tuition last night."

"Old Sun is getting old. Maybe he will retire and go back to his hometown next year. We have six or seven people in our family. I don't know what to do in the future. Whenever I think about those things, I can't sleep at night. Look at me. I'm not even forty yet, but I already have white hair."

What Yu Hongli said was not entirely false. Life was indeed very tight. The whole family depended on the allowance from Sun Dashan to get by, which was barely enough for food and drink and they could not save any money.

Yang Niannian put her clothes on the bed, turned around and nodded, "Sure."

Yu Hongli was prepared for Yang Niannian's rejection, but who knew she would agree so readily, leaving Yu Hongli a little confused.

"Sister Nian Nian, can you really take me with you?"

"Of course you can." Yang Niannian's tone was truer than gold. "Go back and prepare the capital. I'll take you to the city tomorrow to get the clothes to sell. But I have to be frank. I can't guarantee that you can sell all the clothes. You can't blame me if you lose money."

Yu Hongli nodded repeatedly, smiling like a broccoli, and only said nice things.

"The principal is definitely needed. It is normal to make profits and losses in business."

Fortunately, she kept her mouth shut and didn't tell anyone about Yang Niannian's business in the city, otherwise, such a good thing would not have happened to her.

You see, it won't be long before she can buy a new bicycle, install ceiling fans in the main room, and buy a TV.

After feeling proud for a while, Yu Hongli finally remembered the key point, "Niannian, how much capital do you need to prepare?"

"At least two or three hundred." Yang Niannian said in a crisp voice.

Yu Hongli was feeling very happy, thinking that she would be the next millionaire, but Yang Niannian's words were like a bucket of cold water, chilling her to the core.

His face immediately fell, "Is that dress inlaid with gold or silver? How can it be so expensive?"

Yang Niannian, "It's not inlaid with gold or silver, but you can't just put two or three pieces of clothing on your stall, right?"

Yu Hongli was anxious, "What if we can't sell it?"

Yang Niannian shrugged, "You just said it, doing business means you have gains and losses."

"If I lose two or three hundred yuan, Lao Sun will break my legs. Besides, I can't even pay for my children's tuition, so where can I save so much money?"

Yu Hongli became more and more excited as she spoke, spitting everywhere, "If I had so much money, why would I do business? I want to do business to make money just because I'm poor. Really, forget it, whoever wants to make this money can go ahead, I can't make it."

Without waiting for Yang Niannian to say anything, Yu Hongli left angrily, as if someone owed her two million, her face almost hanging to the ground.

An An ran in from the main room and asked with her head tilted, "Aunt, did she bully you? I heard her talking so loudly just now."

"No, go do your homework."

Yang Niannian sat on the bed, humming a tune while folding clothes. She had long guessed that Yu Hongli would not be willing to invest the money.

Nowadays, most people are afraid of losing money in business, but isn't business a gamble? Is there any business that is guaranteed to make a profit?

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. She is brave and smart, and Lu Shishen is rich and willing to support her. It is impossible for them to have a bad life in the future.

Thinking of this, Yang Niannian felt as sweet as if she had two ounces of honey in her heart, so sweet that she even spread a red sheet on the bed.

I bought the fan, and I won’t stop until I touch my abdominal muscles tonight.

Little did he know that Lu Shishen, who was being targeted by someone, had just been called to the office by Chief Song.

Political Commissar Zhang had a stinky face and when he saw Lu Shishen coming over, he avoided his gaze and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Political Commissar Zhang, tell him again about your dissatisfaction with his young wife. Telling me about family matters like these won't help much. He has to do some ideological work on his wife himself," said Commander Song.

When he heard that it was related to Yang Niannian, Lu Shishen frowned and looked at Political Commissar Zhang with a cold face.

Seeing that the chief attributed the incident to family affairs, Political Commissar Zhang felt that the chief was favoring Lu Shishen and frowned.

"Commander, this is not just a family matter. If it were a family matter, I wouldn't be here to talk about it."

Chief Song waved his hands and said, "Tell me what happened first."

Political Commissar Zhang looked at Lu Shishen with dissatisfaction, and said in a businesslike manner, "Captain Lu, you were there when I was about to say this, and you know it very well. Last night, someone came to the army to cause trouble, and your wife, under the agitated attitude of Teacher Zhou, asked her to jump into the river in public. How could an officer's wife do such an act of instigating others to commit suicide? If someone dies, who will bear the responsibility?"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, like a loyal minister risking his life to give advice, and he was so excited that he was about to bang the table.

"The consequence of her doing this will damage the reputation of the army and cause the image of soldiers to plummet in the eyes of the public. We cannot let a rat spoil the whole barrel of soup happen in the army."