Chapter 648: Qingming Festival Ancestor

Worship The matter between Zhang Datou and Zhao Yuehong did not cause much impact on the Propaganda Department.

Wu Jinshun felt a little complicated, with emotion and sadness, but no regrets.

However, when everyone heard the news of Zhang Datou and Zhao Yuehong's marriage, they would always mention him when talking about gossip.

Some people who were not very perceptive even ran up to him and asked him directly.

Cai Xiaole muttered, "They really know how to pick dates. If they get married one day later, it will be Qingming Festival."

Jiang Yu glared at her, "What are you talking about?"

"I just can't stand them. They get married, but they show off in front of Brother Wu."

Jiang Yu glanced at the calendar and said, "I will take a leave tomorrow. You should be careful."

Cai Xiaole asked curiously, "You have taken a lot of leave recently."

Jiang Yu smiled, "I'm not here. If you have anything, you can find Lizhu."

Cai Xiaole understood what she meant and was only surprised for a moment.

"You won't..."

She pointed to the top of her head.

If Jiang Yu is promoted, then Tan Lizhu is here to take her place.

Once the deputy section chief is vacant, Wu Jinshun will be promoted.

Jiang Yu put her hand to her mouth, "Oh, not so fast, I have to wait until Deputy Section Chief Tan is fully familiar with our section before I can leave."

Cai Xiaole suddenly realized that Wu Jinshun really had a chance to be promoted.

But she didn't know what Zhao Yuehong's expression would be when that happened.

The next day, Qingming Festival, Jiang Yu went to Yu's house before returning to Nanhe Village.

She wanted to burn incense for Yu Lan first.

Yu's mother cried with relief, "She must be very happy that you can come to see her."

After offering incense, Jiang Yu was about to leave when she suddenly heard Yu's mother ask, "I heard that Yu Lan has a daughter, right?"

Jiang Yu was speechless for a moment, "You don't have to worry about this."

"But she is her own flesh and blood after all. If the child is still in Beicheng, I think..."

Jiang Yu shook her head, "Auntie, I don't know where Ding He is."

Yu's mother lowered her head in disappointment, "Forget it, I'll ask someone else."

Jiang Yu did not interfere with her decision. Yu Lan was gone, and no one could know her thoughts.

After leaving Yu's house, Jiang Yu followed He Tingyue and got on the car back to Nanhe Village.

Ningning was still young and it was not suitable for her to go too far with them, so she stayed at home and let Yao Xiangling take care of her.

Jiang Yu needs to work and is usually busy with things. When you count them up, the time she can spend with her daughter is actually very short.

If it weren't for Yao Xiangling's care, she wouldn't be so relieved.

Some people in the family compound have been gossiping behind her back, scolding her for not taking care of the family. It 's

okay that she's not at home all day after giving birth to a daughter, but she also makes her drink milk powder.

The strange thing is that this topic always revolves around her, but no one has ever blamed He Tingyue.

Jiang Yu often sighed, "It's really a loss to be a woman."

He Tingyue held her hand, "The world is like this, it's too harsh on women. I can't change the world, but I can change myself."

Jiang Yu looked up at him and smiled brilliantly, her little face as bright as the warm sun.

Seeing Jiang Yu smile, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.

"He, you're getting sweeter and sweeter."

He Tingyue lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear.

Jiang Yu glared at him and whispered, "You're getting more and more rude."

He Tingyue rubbed her earlobe with his rough fingertips and said in a low voice, "I'm only rude to you."

Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at him and saw that it was drizzling outside. She said worriedly, "We didn't bring an umbrella."

He Tingyue said, "Go to the commune and buy one."

But when they got off the car, the rain had stopped. Jiang Yu sighed that she was lucky.

When they arrived at Nanhe Village, Jiang Yu realized that Jiang Ye had returned before them.

"I thought you wouldn't come back."

Jiang Ye's face was indifferent. "It's only once a year. It's my duty to come back to worship my ancestors."

He Youfu reminded him that after all, his surname was Jiang, and it was impossible for him to completely sever his ties with the family.

If Nanhe Village had any development in the future, he would still benefit from it.

At least he could apply for a homestead in the future, and he would never be like a floating duckweed, and his hometown would always have a place for him.

For this reason, he couldn't not come back at all. As

soon as Jiang Yu and Jiang Ye, brother and sister, appeared, they became the focus of everyone.

Everyone said that they, brother and sister, were the golden phoenixes that flew out of Nanhe Village.

Even if they didn't ask them to do anything, they could get close to them.

Therefore, there were always many people in front of Jiang Yu.

Fortunately, after worshiping the ancestors, He Youfu called them over.

"Uncle Youfu, I was just looking for you. How's the chicken farm going?"

When it comes to this, He Youfu is in high spirits and has a lot to say.

He fenced off a large area on the mountain to raise chickens.

"Let them run all over the mountain. It is said that chickens raised in this way have firmer meat and taste better."

Jiang Yu hurriedly said, "You should communicate more with Aye about raising chickens. I don't understand it. But I think it's possible to raise them separately, some for broilers and some for laying eggs."

Grab both hands, chicken meat and eggs can be sold for money.

He Youfu clapped his hands and his face turned red with excitement.

"I knew you had a smart brain and you always see things farther than us! According to what you said, the ducks on the beach can also be cooked in the same way." However

, Liu Junmei said, "Who would buy duck eggs when there are eggs to eat?"

Jiang Yu suddenly had an idea and clapped her hands and said, "Maybe it will be more popular if we make them into salted duck eggs."

Her words gave He Youfu new ideas.

He Youfu went into the house to find a notebook and wrote down Jiang Yu's words.

Jiang Yu's thoughts became clearer and clearer. Looking at this duck, he felt that it was a treasure.

"Uncle Youfu, duck feathers can't be thrown away."

"What? Duck feathers are still useful?"

Jiang Yu said, "You don't know, duck feathers can also be used to make clothes. At the trade fair a few years ago, there was a vest that was not filled with cotton but duck

down." He Youfu was disgusted for a while, "The duck is smelly all over, and the duck feathers are even more smelly. Who wants to wear such clothes."

Jiang Yu explained to them with a smile, "Of course they can't be stuffed in like this. They have to undergo special treatment. The treated duck down has no peculiar smell and is very soft. I heard that it is also very warm. Some foreigners have climbed Mount Everest wearing such clothes!"

"What's wrong? What's crazy? Oh, Jiang Yu, I don't understand what you are saying now." He Youfu muttered.

Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing, "It's Mount Everest, but it's not important. You just need to know that clothes made of duck down are very warm."

She only knew this after communicating with Qin Yun'an.

He Youfu nodded and wrote down everything.

"Then where can I sell the duck feathers?"

Jiang Yu had no market yet, so she said, "I'll ask later. Just dry them and store them for now, and don't throw them away."

He Youfu patted his chest and said, "You said you can make money, so I definitely can't throw them away."

After chatting for a while at He Youfu's house, Jiang Yu learned that most people in Nanhe Village still don't support raising chickens and ducks.

Therefore, most people are lazy and there are few people who can help.

"Anyway, I was busy for the time being, so I ignored them. We agreed at the beginning that the more you work, the more you get, and the less you work, the less you get. They thought that they could have a full meal just like they were sharing the rations, but there was no such thing."

What he didn't say was that the troublemakers were Aunt Du and Wang Meili, who kept gossiping behind our backs and wished that the collective sideline business would go bankrupt immediately.