If only Erbao was capable of fighting, he could have waited for an opportunity to take revenge on Daya and Sanya, but it turns out that these two girls can also fight. Wow, I hope he won't be beaten every day in the future.

I originally thought that calling my parents would help him get justice, but it didn't work. Why aren't my parents doing well?

"What are you talking about, you little bastard! Do you still want to hit my son?" Cheng Youcai was so angry that he stepped forward and tried to push Erbao, but Cheng Yue grabbed his arm. "What are you doing? Do you think I'm dead?"

His force was so strong that Cheng Youcai's face turned red with pain, but looking at Cheng Yue's expressionless face, it seemed that he didn't use any force at all.

"Let go, let go quickly!"

"Cheng Youcai, if you touched my son, the nature of the matter would be different." There was a murderous look in his eyes, which frightened Cheng Youcai so much that he began to tremble. "No, no, I didn't touch him." I didn't touch him!

Cheng Yue let him go.

He rubbed his arms unwillingly and couldn't help but said, "Cheng Yue, you can't go home many times a year, are you sure you want to..."

"What did you say!" Before Cheng Youcai finished speaking, the tall Cheng Song appeared. He had just come back from visiting relatives with his children and heard this. He immediately stood beside Cheng Yue, "Cheng Youcai, do you look down on me?"

Cheng Song immediately took off his coat, and one could feel his muscular body through his clothes, which scared Cheng Youcai so much that he swallowed his saliva.

"If you dare to bully our family, I will beat you to death!" Chuanchuan stared fiercely at Cheng Youcai's family of three while holding a rolling pin.

In this era, problems basically have to be solved by force. This is why most people want to have sons. Men have labor force and force, and are less likely to be bullied by others.

"Let's go, let's go to the police station." Cheng Yue started to drive people away.

"If you don't want to go, you can just pay some money."

"No, that won't work. How can I just give you money? And it won't teach my child a lesson. If he goes out and beats someone up in the future, I'll have to pay him back. Didn't you say I don't know how to teach my children? I'll teach them right away."

Qian Aihua was so anxious that she could only argue like a shrew, and couldn't use her brain to argue. At this time, she didn't know what to say, so she could only pat the man on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead, go ahead."

Cheng Youcai was helpless. What should he say? He didn’t know what to say!

It’s not good to be uneducated, you can’t win the argument!

I should have known that I would not have skipped classes to herd cattle.

With no other options, they could only take Cheng Jinbao away in disgrace. They did not dare to make a scene, for fear of attracting the police. In fact, they knew that Cheng Jinbao often bullied people in the brigade. What if the police arrested Jinbao?

Su Qianqian’s brother from her mother’s side often came to make trouble and was sent to jail. People like them might also be sent to jail, so let’s just forget it.

After returning, they taught their son:

"Don't bully Cheng Yue's children in the future. Other children don't matter. Remember?"

"Mom, my nose hurts."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much, you're so grown up and you can't beat a kid who is several years younger than you, you're useless, just like your dad."

Cheng Youcai immediately got angry, "Just scold him if you want, why bring me along?" It's so annoying!

Qian Aihua thought about it but still felt that she couldn't swallow this anger. "Dad, do you think Cheng Yue will never make mistakes? If he does, can we report him? That way he won't be able to be famous anymore."

"They are in South City, we can't see what they are doing."

"Then we will keep an eye on his family, just in case there is trouble at home as well."

Cheng Youcai rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, keep an eye on him. This boy Cheng Yue used to be a farmer like us and his family was poor. How come he suddenly became so powerful?" He was jealous, madly jealous, mainly because his wife was so pretty. He turned around and glanced at his wife, damn it!

…

Su Qianqian has been really busy at home these days. She has to write a plan and rent a house in town to set up a store for Cheng Song and Wu Yuexiang to sell food.

The signature dish is: Cheng’s Flavors.

The items for sale were listed: whole duck with sauce, chopped duck (cut into pieces and sold by weight), duck feet, duck heads, duck wings, pickled cucumbers, pickled cabbage, chili sauce, pickled radish, and fried yellow rice.

That’s all for now, otherwise we’ll be too busy to handle it. When we have enough manpower later, we can add more food.

"Brother and sister-in-law, this house is perfect for a store. It's spacious and in a good location. Most importantly, the landlord is a nice person. It can save you a lot of trouble."

Plus the rent wasn’t expensive, so Su Qianqian thought it was worth renting.

As for if the rent increases significantly in the future, I will buy a house myself.

Anyway, as long as word of mouth spreads, there will be no worries about business, and it won’t be a big problem even if the location is not good.

Chen Rongrong has also found several factories to cooperate with, and it’s time to show her skills.

"Wife, it's very late, why don't you take a rest first." Cheng Yue felt a little distressed when he saw Su Qianqian still working on a plan at her desk.

"It's almost done. You can go to sleep first." Su Qianqian didn't feel tired. She was nourished by the spiritual spring every day. She looked young and healthy. Otherwise, her eyes would be blinded by the dim light.

Although the house was equipped with electric lights, they were not bright enough and the shadows were heavy, which was very tiring to the eyes.

She had to apply spiritual spring water to her eyes every day to feel better.

"I won't sleep. I'll stay with you and help you look at the plan." Although Cheng Yue didn't know how to do business, he knew how to deal with people above him. Su Qianqian might not understand some of the twists and turns, but he could fill in the gaps for her.

"That's great. Nuo, I have finished writing all of the above. Take a look." Su Qianqian handed him her plan.

After reading it, he had to say that Su Qianqian wrote very well. Her handwriting was beautiful and clear, and it was pleasing to the eye.

She wrote down the area and requirements of the factory very clearly, and also explained the benefits of setting up the factory to the Tianshui Brigade and listed what the factory specifically does.

Each item is listed clearly.

In his opinion, there was nothing more to add.

After thinking about it, I decided to write down some of the techniques that I would use in the materials I wrote before, which are probably about actively participating in the policies of those above, benefiting the country and the people.

This raises the level of the entire plan.

By the time he was done, Su Qianqian had also finished her work and put the entire plan together and checked it.

"Very good! Cheng Yue, I didn't expect that a rough guy like you can be so capable!" She didn't know the standard formats and some professional terms. Only people who are used to writing reporting materials can write them. She didn't understand these very well.

It was like her plan was polished up in terms of practicality, making it both gorgeous and practical, and there would be absolutely no problems.

On the morning of the sixth day of the New Year, Su Qianqian and Cheng Yue went to see the secretary of Tianshui Brigade.