Du Jiang thought Huo Ze was just saying it casually, but she didn't expect Huo Ze to actually ask. So after Huo Ze knew about it, Du Jiang and Yu Chunxiao's steamed bun selling business had another person who knew about it.
Seeing that the situation was showing signs of escalating, and that he really needed to get up early to steam the buns, Du Jiang did not hide it and directly pulled Huo Yang, who was off work, in.
After hearing this, the sleepy Huo Yang sobered up a bit. "So, if you want to sell steamed buns, that's fine, but I don't recommend retailing. It's better to sell them directly to canteens or restaurants."
"Don't canteens and restaurants have their own chefs?" Du Jiang was not very optimistic about this. "State-owned restaurants can steam it with their own chefs, but this won't work. However, if it's sold privately, distance is also a problem."
"In that case, I suggest you go directly to Du Yingying. She's sold a lot of things over the years and has a lot of connections," Huo Yang thought for a moment before bringing up Du Yingying. "Du Jiaming is now a captain in the sports car team, and I heard he's also dealing in things privately."
Speaking of Du Jiaming, Du Jiang suddenly remembered something else and quickly sat up straight. "Du Jiaming bought the steamed buns yesterday. He not only bought the white flour, but also the two-grain flour. He said it was for a colleague."
"Really?" Huo Yang thought thoughtfully. "In that case, next time you wait for Du Jiaming to come back, you can ask him what he wants. That way, you don't have to worry about wasting or leaving anything behind."
Hearing this, Du Jiang nodded. "It's true that we didn't think it through. The current policy is strict after all. Forget it, I'll go to the town with Chunxiao another day. I haven't been picking herbs in the mountains lately, so I always feel a little anxious when I have nothing to do."
Seeing this, Huo Yang reached out and took Du Jiang in his arms. "With me, you can do business, but you have to be careful. I know you have never been a person who lives alone in An Yu, and I don't want you to be bound by family matters. Jiang Jiang, I'm really happy that you can tell me today."
Du Jiang nuzzled Huo Yang's chest and said with a smile, "I know you're tolerant of me. I just don't want to be out of the room all day."
Upon hearing this, Huo Yang hugged Du Jiang even tighter. Their breaths intertwined and the heat was audible. If Huo Xingle on the bed hadn't suddenly burst into tears, he was afraid that something inappropriate for children would happen in a while.
Looking at the pair of big watery eyes on the bed, Du Jiang turned her head away awkwardly and reached out to push Huo Yang, "Your son is crying, why don't you comfort him quickly?"
Huo Yang was not in a much better condition, but seeing Huo Xingle's tears falling, he didn't care about being shy or anything, and hurried forward to hold Huo Xingle in his arms and coaxed him softly, "What's wrong? Are you hungry or you peed?"
The little guy couldn't speak and could only cry loudly, which made the new parents sweat profusely before they could coax him into silence.
When Huo Xingle fell asleep again, Du Jiang was completely exhausted. "What a fuss! Are other children like this too?"
Huo Yang was also confused about this question. Having a child for the first time in his two lives, he could only pretend to be calm and say, "Maybe our child has been smart since he was young."
Smart since childhood? Du Jiang looked at Huo Xingle, whose face was covered with tears from crying on the bed, and felt that Huo Yang's filter was too heavy. If it weren't for the filter, it would be hard to tell that he was smart, given how ugly he looked when crying.
Du Jiang thought so, and a little emotion appeared on her face. Huo Yang saw it and immediately became unhappy. "Why, do you think I'm exaggerating? Look, which child can compare to our Xingle?"
Du Jiang couldn't help but roll her eyes at Huo Yang's boasting and self-indulgent behavior. "I was wondering why you're becoming more and more narcissistic. Don't say that outside. What can a babbling child tell you? And how come I didn't know you were so narcissistic now?"
"That's because your heart and eyes are full of Xingle now." Huo Yang's face was full of grievance when he mentioned this. "I didn't want to have a child before because I thought you were still young, but who knew that now that you have a child, your attention has also been diverted."
Du Jiang couldn't help laughing at the sudden sour words, and he comforted her softly, "Okay, okay, I get it. I will care more about you in the future, okay?"
"That's a deal," Huo Yang said, holding Du Jiang in his arms. "It's not that I'm jealous, it's mainly because I'm the one who gets to grow old with you. The child is just the icing on the cake in our lives."
Huo Yang's words were very advanced, so advanced that Du Jiang was a little moved. "I think only you can say that. Look, which family doesn't advocate flourishing?"
"What's the point of having so many children? Life is already hard, and having more children will only make it harder," Huo Yang disagreed, even strongly disagreeing. "Having more children will increase the labor force in the future, but raising more children requires a lot of energy and materials. Even if you save money, it's still difficult."
"Yes, having too many children is a burden," Du Jiang agreed. "No matter what other families I have, I will only have this one. I don't want to be tied to one child for the rest of my life." Looking at Huo Xingle sleeping soundly on the bed, Du Jiang's eyebrows softened, with a natural maternal instinct.
"I know, and I don't want you to suffer either." Huo Yang did not refute Du Jiang's decision at all, but rather agreed very much. "We can just have one, and when Xingle comes of age, we can live our own lives. You and I have been wrong for so many years, Jiang Jiang. I still want to hold your hand and travel all over the country."
That was the wish of the previous life and also the extravagant hope of this life. The oath was still ringing in her ears. Du Jiang reached out and touched Huo Yang's hand, covering the back of the other's hand. Her slender palm could not cover the big hand underneath, but the sense of tolerance moved Huo Yang.
Looking back, it turns out they have met for too many years.
"We're all fine, and we'll definitely be able to wait until the day we leave." Huo Yang had no idea about future trends, but that didn't stop him from making judgments based on the increasingly relaxed policies year after year. Du Jiang admitted that he wasn't as perceptive as Huo Yang, "I hope that, as you said, the policies will get better and better."
"Don't worry, it's for sure. Haven't you seen that Xu Zhizhou has tacitly approved of Du Yingying's business?" Huo Yang directly used Xu Zhizhou as an example, which made Du Jiang excited. "How did you know?"
"I met him after get off work, and he asked me if I wanted some noodles. You know, people in the factory, especially those with dual incomes, earn quite a bit, so noodles are affordable."
"Noodles?" Du Jiang looked up at Huo Yang, "Sister Yingying has other people at the noodle factory?"
Huo Yang shrugged. "I'm not sure about that, but he should know someone. Even though the old village chief is gone, he should still have some connections there. Besides, even if he doesn't know anyone, he can still make a lot of money by reselling it from other people."
Hearing this, an idea flashed through Du Jiang's mind, and it was so fast that Du Jiang caught it in an instant.
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