“It was my oversight before. I didn’t expect that the two of them would have such a big impact on Qiaoqiao,” Jiang Jiahua said in a deep voice.
Peng Cuiying nudged Jiang Jiahua with her elbow, somewhat agitated. "But Lao Jiang, I still don't understand how you did it. How did you manage to make that old bastard Yang Minghui fall off the mountain and die?"
Jiang Jiahua immediately frowned and glared at Peng Cuiying, "If you can't control your mouth, go buy a packet of mute medicine and take it yourself. Stop talking nonsense all day long."
Peng Cuiying realized she shouldn't have said that, so she smiled ingratiatingly and said, "I only asked because it's just the two of us now."
"Old Jiang, do you think that brat Jiang Qiaoqiao has been treating us a little better recently? If we go and persuade her to let Huo Beixiao sell the factory in a few days, will she agree?" Peng Cuiying couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Jiahua gave her a disdainful look. "Then it's up to you. Go there more often these next few days. Do whatever you can to help out at the duck products shop. Be nice to them."
Lin Xiaohui seems to be easily influenced. If you persuade her to talk to Jiang Qiaoqiao, it will be more effective than if you do it yourself.
If you ruin my plans again this time, you'll see if I don't divorce you!
"I know, I know," Peng Cuiying assured her repeatedly. "Don't worry, I will definitely control my temper this time and won't ruin your plans."
Whether or not we can help the Jiang family buy the cement plant is not only related to Ranran's future, but also to whether there will be someone to continue to provide financial support to the eldest and third sons.
As for the second child...
Since the second child doesn't need their help anyway, she doesn't bother with it.
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The next day, before Jiang Qiaoqiao and Yang Jianguo could go to the village committee, Yang Mingcai came to find them first.
“Jianguo, Qiaoqiao, I…”
Yang Mingcai looked at Yang Jianguo and Jiang Qiaoqiao, but didn't know what to say.
They just had this kind of trouble at home, and he's already urging them to start construction; it's really a bit...
But now there are about a dozen strong laborers in the village helping the Yang family build duck sheds. Many women in the village are also waiting for the Yang family's duck farm to be built so that they can apply for jobs at the duck farm and earn extra wages to supplement their family income.
If Yang Jianguo and Jiang Qiaoqiao decide not to build the duck farm because of this, it will be a huge loss for their entire village.
"Uncle, you've come to talk about the duck farm, haven't you?" Jiang Qiaoqiao immediately understood Yang Mingcai's purpose when she saw him hesitate.
"Hey!" Yang Mingcai replied somewhat embarrassedly, "Uncle came for this. The foundation for the duck shed has been laid, and the pond has been dug almost two meters deep. Uncle wanted to say that you've already spent a lot of money, and if now..."
"Uncle, don't worry, we won't shirk our responsibilities!"
This time, Yang Jianguo stepped forward and said, "My father had always hoped to finish building this duck farm. Even though he's gone, I will continue to run this duck farm."
With Yang Jianguo's words, Yang Mingcai seemed to have taken a breather, and the worry on his face instantly disappeared. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Good, good, Jianguo, you're great! Let's go to the duck farm together first, and you can give everyone some instructions on how to proceed with the work."
"Okay!" Yang Jianguo nodded, then turned to Jiang Qiaoqiao and asked, "Qiaoqiao, are you coming with me?"
Let's go take a look!
Just as Yang Jianguo and Jiang Qiaoqiao were about to leave with Yang Mingcai, Lin Xiaohui quickly chased after them from the kitchen, handing each of them a flatbread. "Take the flatbread and eat it as you walk."
"Brother, have one to fill your stomach. My cooking isn't very good, so please don't mind." Lin Xiaohui said, stuffing a pancake into Yang Mingcai's hand.
Although everyone in rural areas can now have enough to eat after the land is contracted to individual households, it is impossible to eat very refined food because people still rely on the weather.
In rural areas, most families still use a mixture of cornmeal and wheat flour to make steamed buns and pancakes; few are willing to use refined wheat flour.
Lin Xiaohui's pancakes are made with refined flour, and the rich aroma of wheat wafts straight into your nostrils when you hold them in your hand.
Yang Mingcai was initially hesitant to eat, but since Lin Xiaohui had already put it that way, he couldn't refuse.
“Sister-in-law, you’re being too modest. If you say our craftsmanship is bad, then we can’t find anyone in Yangjia Village with good craftsmanship.”
Lin Xiaohui smiled and said politely to Yang Mingcai, "Uncle, thank you so much for your help these past few days. I'll have to ask you to keep an eye on the duck farm in the future."
"Sister-in-law, if you're talking about this, then I should be thanking you. Building a duck farm in our village is a way for Jianguo and Qiaoqiao to benefit the community. They've become successful themselves and haven't forgotten to help their fellow villagers get rich together." Yang Mingcai's words were full of gratitude towards Yang Jianguo and Jiang Qiaoqiao.
There is also guilt towards Yang Minghui.
Seeing that Yang Mingcai hesitated for a while, Jiang Qiaoqiao guessed what he might want to say and quickly interrupted him, saying, "Uncle, let's go to the duck farm first. The uncles and elders in the village are waiting!"
"Okay, let's go over there first!" Upon hearing this, Yang Mingcai didn't hesitate and immediately followed Yang Jianguo and Jiang Qiaoqiao to the place at the foot of the mountain where the duck farm was being built.
When Yang Jianguo and Jiang Qiaoqiao arrived, a group of villagers, young and old, were standing or squatting by the newly dug pond, all with worried expressions on their faces.
"We were hoping that once this duck farm was built, we could all make a living off Qiaoqiao and Jianguo. But now that Uncle Minghui's thing has happened, sigh!"
“Yeah, I wonder if Jianguo and Qiaoqiao will continue building this duck farm after Uncle Minghui is gone. If they don’t…” Yang Yong said, then sighed.
His wife was saying just a few days ago that once Uncle Minghui's duck farm is built, she will apply for a job there. Even if it's only ten yuan a month, it will be enough for the family's food and drink and the children's tuition.
Now……
"Why did Minghui go up the mountain again? Didn't he say he would never go up the mountain again after he and Jianguo fell down the mountain that year?"
"I think Uncle Minghui definitely didn't go up the mountain by himself and accidentally fell down. It's just that those police officers didn't investigate carefully and came up with this conclusion to shut everyone up."
"Hey, I didn't dare say it before, but I think so too. If Uncle Hui went up the mountain on his own, what's the deal with that phone call to the village committee looking for him? And what about the extortion letter to Qiao Qiao? These must all have been planned by someone!"
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