"Also, Mom, we should keep the factory business as low-key as possible, so as to avoid being targeted by some jealous people who might sabotage us secretly. We don't have any background or backing, so we are smart to make a fortune quietly."

Huang Zhiqiu responded solemnly: "Don't worry, Mom understands."

"Mom, let me tell you the truth. I'm not worried about you, but about my uncle. He's too honest and simple-minded. He has no defenses and can be easily taken advantage of."

Huang Zhiqiu was a little hesitant because his daughter was right, his elder brother Huang Jianjun did have this kind of personality.

Feeling Huang Zhiqiu's embarrassment, Yun Mo comforted him again: "Mom, you don't have to worry too much. You should give more advice to your uncle. He is not someone who won't listen to advice."

"Yes, I will."

After Huang Zhiqiu hung up the phone, Huang Kailin quickly asked, "What did Momo say?"

Huang Zhiqiu smiled, "Momo also agrees that we should set up a factory in the city. Dad, my brother and I will go to the city to take a look tomorrow."

Huang Kailin nodded quickly, "Okay, then let's go home now and rest early tonight so that we can catch the early bus tomorrow."

"Um."

After finishing the call with the Huang family, Yun Mo put down the half-written research and development report, went home to count out five thousand yuan from the safe, and then went out to the post office to remit the money.

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In the evening, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang came uninvited. Seeing that the Huang family had already prepared dinner, the couple sat down at the table without any courtesy.

"It's true that it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I just happened to not have a stove at home, so I'll just have a meal here."

There were three dishes on the table, one dish of cabbage, one dish of pea tips, and one dish of bacon with alternating fat and lean meat.

In the past, the Huang family would never eat bacon unless it was the Chinese New Year or when entertaining guests.

In previous years, during the Chinese New Year, at most 10 kilograms of pork would be weighed to make bacon, and after being pickled and dried, there would be about 6 or 7 kilograms. Half of it would be given out as gifts, and at most 2 kilograms would be kept for the family to eat. It would be eaten from the beginning of the year until the end of the first lunar month. On average, only one or two kilograms would be eaten in three days.

This year, things couldn’t be more different.

With Yun Mo's help, the Huang family's living conditions more than doubled. In addition, Yun Mo was going to bring Ling Chuan, her grandson-in-law, back home for the New Year, so Huang Kailin cut the pork early and bought seven or eight local chickens and ducks.

The plate of bacon tonight is mainly for trying something new and to see how salty the bacon pickled this year is.

Huang Jianguo stared at the bacon and swallowed his saliva. He reached out to take it from the plate, but Yang Xinghua picked up the chopsticks and hit him, making Huang Jianjun scream.

"Mom, why did you hit me?!"

Yang Xinghua gave him a cold look and said, "You are such a grown-up, but you don't have any manners at all. Your father hasn't even come to the table yet!"

Huang Jianguo covered the back of his hand with a wronged look, "We are all family, why should we talk about etiquette? Besides, I just want to taste it. This is the bacon made this year. It looks fresh just by the color, and I can smell the fragrance."

Yang Xinghua rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're the only one who talks too much. Go wash your hands and get your own bowl and chopsticks."

Peng Fang stood up quickly and said, "I'll get it."

After entering the kitchen, Peng Fang did not go to the cupboard to get a bowl, but instead looked up and looked around.

"What are you looking for?"

Liu Zhi appeared out of nowhere and scared Peng Fang.

"Nothing, sister-in-law, you guys pickled bacon so early this year? How much did you pickle this year?"

"We didn't pickle much, not enough to eat. As for your family, I heard that you bought half a pig's back a few days ago. Your income is pretty good this year, right? The holiday gift for your parents this year should be a little bigger than in previous years, right?"

Originally, Peng Fang wanted to send her eldest son Huang Zhao to a technical school, but Huang Zhao failed the cultural examination. Peng Fang had to give up the idea and let her eldest son work in a shoe factory. The money borrowed from Yun Yao naturally fell into her pocket.

Compared with previous years, Peng Fang's wallet is much fatter, but she refuses to admit it.

"How can there be a fat year? Most of this half of pork was bought by my mother's family. After the bacon is pickled, it will be given to people.

We only have about 10 kilograms of meat left at home. We can’t even eat this little bit of meat ourselves. We have to save it for Huang Wen to supplement his nutrition. He will take the college entrance examination next year. How can he do well in the exam if his nutrition is not enough? "

When Huang Wen was mentioned, Liu Zhi's face suddenly darkened.

It wasn't that he was looking at Peng Fang in a cold manner, but he was thinking of his daughter Huang Qingning.

Huang Qingning is two years younger than Huang Wen. His scores in the high school entrance exam were among the best in the village. If it weren't for that damn Huang Yao who stole the family's money, Huang Qingning would be a freshman in the town's high school like Huang Wen.

Peng Fang looked around but couldn't find the bacon that the Huang family had pickled this year. He was about to ask Liu Zhi about it, but was changed by Yang Xinghua who came to the kitchen.

"What are you doing in the kitchen? It takes you so long to get a bowl in."

"I'm here. I chatted with my sister-in-law for a while."

During the meal, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang didn't eat a single bite of the vegetables. They just picked up the bacon and finished half of the plate of bacon in a short while.

Even Huang Kailin couldn't stand it anymore, and knocked away Huang Jianguo's chopsticks that were reaching for the bacon.

"You haven't eaten meat for 800 years? Are other vegetables poisonous and cannot be eaten?"

Huang Jianguo smiled awkwardly, "It's been a while since I last had meat. Besides, the bacon my mom pickled is so delicious. I can't stop eating it."

Huang Kailin ignored the second brother and picked up the little remaining bacon, distributing three slices to the bowls of the eldest brother Huang Jianjun and his wife, their daughter, and his wife.

In the end, only Huang Kailin got a piece.

Huang Zhiqiu picked up the bacon in his bowl and wanted to put it in Huang Kailin's bowl, but Huang Kailin had anticipated this and took the bowl away, "You eat yours, I don't want something so salty at night."

She doesn't like to eat anything salty. It's obvious that he still treats her like a child and leaves all the delicious food for her.

Since the bacon was gone, Huang Jianguo and Peng Fang could only eat the vegetables obediently.

Huang Jianguo frowned after taking a bite of pea tips. "Mom, you cooked this dish tonight, right?"

Yang Xinghua rolled her eyes at him and said nothing.

Huang Jianguo didn't care at all and continued to talk to himself: "Mom is always reluctant to add oil when cooking. These pea tips, without enough oil, are astringent and the salt is too light, so they taste tasteless."

"So much nonsense, but food can't stop you from talking!"

After being scolded by Huang Kailin, Huang Jianguo finally behaved himself.

Peng Fang looked at the people at the table and asked casually, "Mom, you must have pickled a lot of bacon this year. Where is it hanging? Why didn't I see it in the kitchen just now?"

The Huang family seemed to have lost their ears and each ate their own food.

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Peng Fang was not embarrassed, but instead became sarcastic.

"Mom, you haven't been looking at me in a good mood since Jianguo and I came in. I don't know how Jianguo and I have offended you."

Second update~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)