Chapter 37: Two Sons
Chapter 37: Two Sons
That day, Fang Yuenian remained completely dazed until she got home.
But he kept smiling without realizing it.
Before dinner, Fang Yuenian ran to the kitchen and told Wang Jing that he was going to Lin Guohui's furniture factory to make bookshelves.
Wang Jing paused in her busy work and looked at her son: "Huh? To his factory?"
"Uncle Lin said he could take us out early and back late, so that Cheng Bing and I could finish the bookshelf before Sister Jun's admission notice came in," Fang Yuenian explained.
Wang Jing was very surprised. She really couldn't believe that after that farce, the Cheng family would still agree to let Fang Yuenian go to the furniture factory, and even have Lin Guohui go back and forth to take care of the two children.
"You, you didn't insist on going, did you? Cheng Bing's parents and grandfather all agreed?"
Fang Yuenian shook her head: "No, their family has already agreed."
Wang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of the other family members. Old Mrs. Fang had ruled Shuibiwan her whole life, and asking her to go out, even just to the village committee, was like taking her life. So she wasn't afraid of her finding out. As for Fang Wu, ever since he caused Fang Yuenian to hit her head, he hadn't dared to lose his temper for so long.
"Okay, go ahead and go. Just tell them you're going out to play."
Fang Yuenian seemed to want to say something, but in the end she nodded: "Okay."
He really wanted to tell everyone directly that he was going to make bookshelves for Sister Jun, to make them at Uncle Lin's furniture factory.
But... I've decided it's better to avoid trouble.
The next morning, Cheng Bing saw a very energetic Fang Yuenian again.
He was carrying a basket of bright green lettuce, but his face was beaming as if he were carrying a basket of golden lettuce. He happened to run into Cheng Bing, who was returning from buying breakfast in the village, right at the village entrance.
"Hello~" he waved.
"Hmm," Cheng Bing nodded, "Where are you going?"
"Delivering groceries," he said with a smile. "You're buying breakfast again? Has Aunt Qiuyan stopped cooking breakfast lately?"
“No,” Cheng Bing replied. “I lost a game of rock-paper-scissors with my sister and second sister this morning, so I’m the only one who’s going out to buy it.”
Fang Yuenian laughed several times, still in a hurry to deliver vegetables to Aunt Hongmei. After laughing, she said, "I'm leaving. Oh, I've already told my mom. I'm ready to go to the furniture factory anytime."
Cheng Bing nodded, "Okay, I'll come and wake you up tomorrow morning. How should I do it?"
"If you're sure, then tonight, around five or six o'clock, stand at your door and wait for me to come out. You don't need to shout, just give me a hand gesture."
Cheng Bing smiled, as if to say that this rendezvous was childish.
“It’s a deal,” Fang Yuenian said, though she seemed to prefer this approach. “I’m off.”
Lin Guohui's furniture factory is of medium size and is located at the far end of the dike leading from the village to the town. On that stretch of mudflat, there is also the Shuibiwei Shipyard, which stretches for hundreds of meters. Once the steel boats are made, they can be pushed directly onto the river. Further ahead, there is a low hilly area with tea trees, chestnuts and other plants growing in the mountains. Children from many families who live on boats would play on the mudflat or run further to the mountains.
Since it was inconvenient to ride a motorcycle with two children, Lin Guohui simply drove a small truck. When he brought them to the factory, he naturally attracted a lot of attention.
The workers usually got along well and were always joking around. When they saw him leading the two young men into the factory gate, the old man in the security room craned his neck out and asked curiously, "Hey, boss, whose sons are these two handsome young men? Are they yours?"
Lin Guohui raised his voice and said "Hmm," without explaining further, and simply continued, "My son."
Fang Yuenian, who was behind him, was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Cheng Bing. Cheng Bing met his gaze, and the two of them found it a little funny.
Right in front of you is the factory canteen. The canteen doesn't serve breakfast in the morning. Usually, a young couple pushes a breakfast cart to sell breakfast. Right now, there are quite a few people gathered around to buy. Lin Guohui's words "my son" had a lot of power and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
A tall, thin young man carrying fried dough sticks exclaimed dramatically, "Wow, boss, you have two sons? Wow, they're both so handsome! They look more like their mother, don't they?"
One person chimed in, "Yes, yes, those two young men are handsome, refined, and tall."
Lin Guohui laughed and scolded, "Don't be a jerk, hurry up and eat, then get back to work."
The fat-faced man next to the tall, thin guy slapped him and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know!"
Many people in the factory know about the boss's family. His two daughters are both very beautiful, and his son is also good at studying. Master Cheng is happy when he talks about his granddaughters and grandsons. Now that there are two sons of the boss in front of him, either one of them is the boss, or neither of them is.
The breakfast cart owner greeted Lin Guohui with a smile: "Mr. Lin, have you had breakfast yet?"
Lin Guohui turned to the two of them and said, "Go and see what you want to eat."
They left early this morning. The two had agreed last night, when they exchanged secret signals across the river, that they wouldn't eat breakfast at home. Lin Guohui said that the breakfast cart at the factory sold pretty good breakfasts.
Fang Yuenian was still trying to act innocent and was about to say that anything was fine when Cheng Bing agreed, "Okay."
After saying that, they went straight there, and Fang Yuenian quickly followed. The two of them were already being watched, and now they were right in the middle of the crowd, praising each other and asking about each other's ages and grades. However, no one asked who the boss's biological son was. Fang Yuenian couldn't be as calm as Cheng Bing, and her smile was a little awkward. She quickly picked out two kinds of steamed buns, while Cheng Bing ordered fried dough sticks and glutinous rice cakes. The food cart owner kept pushing and pulling, refusing to accept money no matter what. Lin Guohui also said that it was fine then, and sent the two of them inside.
The workshops and factories are in another building, and a row of bungalows on the north side is where offices and rest areas are located.
The so-called general manager's office was simple. Pushing the door open, you could see a desk and two cabinets next to it, both of which were locked. Some licenses and photos were hanging on the wall, and against the wall was a sofa and coffee table for guests. On the desk was a bottle of slender, emerald green hydroponic lucky bamboo.
"Just sit on this sofa, no one's coming anyway," Lin Guohui settled them in, then plugged in the water dispenser. "There are disposable cups under the coffee table. The water in this dispenser was just changed yesterday, so just fill it up and drink. You two can eat slowly, then come find me in the small office across the street, and I'll take you to the factory."
"Thank you, Uncle Lin," Fang Yuenian said quickly.
"Don't mention it," Lin Guohui smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and then left.
After he left, Fang Yuenian breathed a sigh of relief and said with great emotion, "Now I finally realize that you are the young master of a big boss's family."
Cheng Bing glanced at him speechlessly.
“I’m serious,” Fang Yuenian muttered, sitting down on the sofa and placing his and Cheng Bing’s breakfast on the coffee table. “I didn’t know Uncle Lin was so capable at the factory.”
Cheng Bing pulled out disposable paper cups. Since the two of them didn't care about drinking hot water, he took two cups of cold water and brought them over.
Fang Yuenian looked at the breakfast options and said, "This glutinous rice cake looks delicious. Shall we get something else?"
"Here you go," Cheng Bing said. "Want some fried dough sticks?"
"No, no," Fang Yuenian reached out and took the glutinous rice cake, then handed over a meat bun with her other hand, "This one looks pretty good too."
"Okay," Cheng Bing replied.
Today was the first day, and Lin Guohui didn't actually plan to start immediately. In his opinion, making a bookshelf was a very simple thing. The factory could produce quite a few such jobs every day. Now that the two children had plenty of time to spend together, there was no need to rush. He mainly wanted to let the two middle school students take a break and run around and play near the factory. His son was already quite quiet, but luckily Xiaoyue was a bit more energetic and could play with them.
So when the two of them finished breakfast and came to find him, he greeted a few of the drawing and sampling masters, took them to visit the factory, showed them the materials prepared for them, and then said, "Alright, get familiar with the environment today, you two go out and have some fun."
Fang Yuenian was taken aback: "Huh?"
W-what? Going out to play?
Lin Guohui said matter-of-factly, "There's a shipyard ahead, but don't go too deep into the riverbed. There are mountains behind, and the tea trees there are beautiful. Go and have some fun. It's early now and not hot, but come back quickly when it gets closer to noon and the sun gets stronger."
“That cabinet…”
“What’s the rush for the cabinet? We can make it tomorrow,” Lin Guohui patted his son’s shoulder. “Bingbing, you two are having a snack. Remember the way, don’t wander too far. Go on.”
They were forced to leave against their will.
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