Chapter 123

Dongdong stuffed firecrackers into the cow's anus. The cow was frightened and ran around everywhere. It ran into the chicken coop and scared half of the chickens to death.

The cow's injuries were also quite serious, and the veterinarian said they might not be able to be cured.

Rural people make money by selling chickens, ducks and geese all year round, and cattle are the main labor force in the family. They definitely cannot afford to lose money.

It just so happens that except for Dongdong, no one else can make ends meet.

People then went to the home of Brother Zhen Er and asked the retired principal to give an explanation.

Second Brother Zhen had some dignity to save, so he asked Zhen Xiangyang to pay compensation to the other party and also gave some pork to the other party's family as an apology, and only then did he let the matter go.

Dongdong was hung on the beam by Zhen Xiangyang and beaten.

Wang Ling felt distressed when she saw this but didn't dare to stop it. No one in the family could control Dongdong. Seeing that Dongdong was about to go astray, Wang Ling thought of Zhen Zhen.

"Aunt, you are the most capable person in our family. My parents are at a loss as to what to do about this matter. Please think of a solution!"

Wang Ling's hair turned white with worry. Thanks to Zhen Zhen, she and Zhen Xiangyang started their business early, earned money, built a house, and started their own business.

But neither of them had any ideas. They were completely pushed around by Zhen Zhen and had no backbone when something happened.

Zhen Zhen also felt a headache. This was the only money the farmers earned throughout the year, and he had squandered it all!

It's unfortunate enough that the Ox suffered such an unexpected disaster!

Zhen Zhen glanced at Dong Dong, who looked downcast and listless.

"Does Dongdong have any hobbies?"

Dongdong shook his head, "No."

"Not at all? Even playing ball, cooking, and doing housework."

"No, my grandfather always told me to study, but I'm not cut out for it."

Meng Nan and a few others poked their heads out to look, fearing that Second Uncle Zhen would stuff something into their house.

Her grandmother is good in everything else except that she likes to pick up children. She is good to everyone's children. All the children outside want to be her grandchildren, so they have to take good care of them and can't pick up any useless ones.

Zhen Zhen groaned: "Second brother, don't you have any good ideas?"

Brother Zhen sighed, "Your sister-in-law and Wang Ling both complained about me, saying that I was spoiled by children. Tell me, your Meng Nan and Meng Dong were admitted to Tsinghua University. I didn't say I contributed my heart and soul, but I must have helped a little, right? I can take care of other people's children, so why can't I take care of my own children?"

Zhen Zhen smiled and said:

"You have played a great role in helping my sons Meng Nan and Meng Dong get into college. If it weren't for you, the old principal, keeping an eye on them, these two naughty kids wouldn't have been so worry-free."

Brother Zhen was embarrassed. "Your child is a good student, but mine was dug out of a cesspool!"

Zhen Zhen thought for a moment and said, "In the next few years, foreign trade and the Internet industry will be good. If Dongdong is interested, he might as well develop in these two industries."

Dongdong was stunned, "What is the Internet?"

"It's hard for me to explain. You can ask Sanwa. Sanwa studied this and he even played with pagers with his classmates! I remember that Dongdong was able to repair things since he was a child, just like your father. He could take apart and reassemble the circuit board of a TV after just one look. This is also a natural talent."

Dongdong went to Sanwa's room and asked for advice.

Sanwa is an excellent student at Tsinghua University. Dongdong feels a little inferior when sitting next to him.

Sanwa is a lively person. He stretches out his long legs and describes the prosperity of Beijing to Dongdong like telling a crosstalk.

"In short, in this era, as long as you are willing to work hard, making money is not a problem!"

Dongdong's eyes widened when he heard this. "Sanwa, I didn't even finish high school. Will I be laughed at if I go to Beijing?"

"What's the joke? You make money with your own ability and your own hands, who would laugh at you? You go out on the street with a knife and shout for war all day, and you put firecrackers in the cow's butt, that's a joke!" Sanwa looked at Dongdong's lack of fighting spirit and shook his head in his heart, "Dongdong, it's not easy for farmers to make money. A cow is like a Santana to farmers. If you make their cows suffer, aren't you asking for their lives?"

Dongdong's face turned red with embarrassment. He didn't really want to cause trouble, but he was fooled by a few buddies and had no choice but to do it anyway.

"Sanwa, your family has a really good atmosphere. Your grandma doesn't even scold people."

Sanwa raised his chin high and said, "This is the truth! Dongdong, I'm not bragging, my grandma is the best grandma in the world."

Dongdong was jealous, and his grandparents also spoiled him, but this kind of spoiling only restrained him and made him timid.

He doesn't get respect at home, so he wants to show off outside.

He envied Sanwa very much because he was smart, tall and handsome, and his family was so supportive of him.

"Sanwa, I don't know anything when I go to Beijing."

"Hey, what do you need to know? When you get to Beijing, I'll teach you how to take the bus, find a house, and rent one. By the way, Beijing is very big. You can buy a second-hand bicycle and go around. You'll be familiar with it in a few months."

Dongdong yearns for the big city and with the support of Sanwa and Mengnan, he decides to go to Beijing for half a year. Unable to find a suitable job, he listens to his aunt and learns typing and computer repair.

When Brother Zhen heard that Dongdong was going to Beijing, he was quite worried, "This child has never been far away from home, will it be okay?"

Zhen Zhen smiled and said:

"Why not? Young people can make a living. You don't think highly of Dongdong, but I can see clearly. Dongdong seems to be a jerk on the surface, but he is actually a good kid and a man who can do great things! If you guys have the right one, give Dongdong three to five years. When his personality matures, he will surely impress you!"

No one ever praised Dongdong. They only said that he was naughty, impolite, and a poor student. My aunt was the first person to praise him.

Under Zhen Zhen's encouraging and admiring eyes, Dong Dong inexplicably believed that he would become a useful person just as his aunt said!

After the Chinese New Year, before Xu Wei's vacation was over, she took Zhen Zhen to look at the venue, wanting her to choose a sweater factory.

Xinyao has nothing special about it except that it is vast and sparsely populated. After being incorporated into several surrounding counties, there are more venues to choose from.

Xu Wei selected a piece of land for her that could be used to build a factory building of hundreds of thousands square meters.

"Factory, parking lot, warehouse, that's definitely enough!"

Zhen Zhen thought the land was a bit too big, "I'm afraid we won't be able to use it all."

"I finally understand. Times are changing. A few years ago, when you really wanted to build parking lots for department stores, I was still wondering, there aren't many cars in Xinyao County, why do you need such a large parking lot? But look, in just a few years, there are so many more cars on the roads in Xinyao County. In the next ten years, the streets may be full of cars."

Xu Wei felt that after Focus Women's Wear was to be listed, the factory would have to be built bigger. Besides, land in the suburbs was not valuable, so building a bigger factory would boost employment.

Zhen Zhen asked Meng Eryong and other key people in the factory to come and visit, and everyone thought it was great.

Zhen Zhen also hopes to buy more land and keep it in stock while the land is cheap.

She agreed, "Are you making any progress on the sheep farming?"

"Yes, your case is a top priority in the county, I will definitely take it to heart!" Xu Wei called her secretary to report to her, "I notified all the towns and villages, and they will hold meetings to discuss this matter after the New Year. After the news spread, many farmers were eager to try it out."

The chili market is a bit saturated, and the wool market is a new industry. If they can develop wool, they can also weave their own wool sweaters.

Selling sweaters makes more money! No one is stupid!

"The land in Xinyao is fertile, and it is great for growing grass and medicinal herbs."

What Xu Wei is worried about is not that there is no one to support the wool, but that there are too many people who want to support the wool. If all of them respond, Focus Women's Wear will not be able to consume so much wool, and the wool will be unsalable. Xu Wei will not be able to take responsibility.

He pulled Zhen Zhen and said:

"Sister Zhen, raising sheep is not something that can be done in one year. Since we regard the wool industry as our trademark, we cannot wait until the sheep are well raised before selling the wool. We have to import wool from other places and develop the characteristics of wool sweaters first!"

Only when the wool sweater industry grows bigger can our own wool find a place to go.

Xu Wei was worried that Focus Women's Clothing had some exclusive technology and was unwilling to teach it to outsiders.

"Sister Zhen, there are so many poor people in Xinyao. Farmers can't make money from farming, so they have to go out to work! It doesn't seem to be a problem now if couples go out to work and leave their children to be taken care of by the elderly, but it will definitely leave a root of trouble in the future! I still want farmers to stay at home to earn money and take good care of their children and the elderly."

Xu Wei was highly conscious and a competent official.

Zhen Zhen said:

"I don't have any objection. Our focus on women's clothing is not entirely on sweaters. Besides, the consumer groups of branded sweaters and ordinary sweaters are different."

Xu Wei breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"Sister Zhen, I want to thank you on behalf of the new Yao people! With your help, the people have enough to eat and are willing to send their children to school."

Zhen Zhen was also very happy. It didn't matter whether the money was more or less. Helping others was also a way to accumulate virtue for oneself.

After the New Year, the rocking machines that Zhen Zhen bought arrived one after another.

Jiao Huilan marked out a piece of land in the Focus Women's Wear factory to house the machines.

Zhen Zhen drew dozens of sweater designs, and Jiao Huilan also made dozens of designs. They are all hung in the Focus Women's Wear store for sale. The designs that sell well will be promoted nationwide.

"Mom, this cardigan style with buttons and ruffles is especially popular."

Zhen Zhen said:

"Wool sweaters are expensive, so ordinary people still prefer basic styles. In short, we can make some low-necked, high-necked, and half-high-necked styles for men and women, with black, white, red, and gray as the main colors."

Jiao Huilan has been making women's clothing for so many years and is no longer the country girl who knew nothing.

"I see, mother. The styles of wool sweaters rarely change and the prices are high. It is indeed a good business."

Xu Wei led the county to purchase trolleys in a unified manner. Farmers bought them from the county at a cheaper price than outside, and they also received free technical guidance.

As a result, within less than a month, many farmers in Xinyao had transverse trolleys in their homes.

The machines are unified, and what styles and techniques can be produced depends on your own ability.

Xinyao County had a developed commercial sector, and many merchants came to buy peppers and medicinal herbs. They were surprised to see many families in the county selling woolen sweaters.

Don’t say it, the wool sweaters in Xinyao County are cheap and of good quality, and are indeed more affordable than those outside.

As farmers earn more money, they become more flexible and realize that style is important. Many of them buy tickets to visit places like Hangzhou, Guangzhou and Vancouver, and buy any good styles they see.

Some people even cut out patterns from Hong Kong magazines and made imitations.

What’s even more outrageous is that some people are following the lead of Vancouver businessmen and buying photos of foreign fashion shows.

Soon, all kinds of wool sweaters could be seen on the streets of Xinyao County.

How can this be called a county town? People would believe it if it was Paris!

Wool sweaters have high costs, but also high profits.

Soon, people in the county realized that although small profits but quick turnover is good, it is still easier to do business with high customer unit prices and make more money.

Old Mrs. Meng pickled a jar of sauerkraut at the end of last year. The taste was particularly authentic, so Zhen Zhen wanted to pick up some of the sauerkraut and stew it with sauerkraut lamb.

She was about to reach out her hand when Old Lady Meng stopped her. "The smell in this jar is too strong. Be careful not to pickle your hands. I'm an old woman with dry fingers. Let me pick it up."

Zhen Zhen smiled, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Old Mrs. Meng felt embarrassed. "I feel bad for you, and I have the right to do so. You come up with all sorts of ideas every day. My elder sister told me that everyone in the county is counting on you to make money, and she asked me to take good care of you, but don't let anything get in the way."

Zhen Zhen, who is sixty years old, is still loved by someone. She smiled and heard a man's deep and polite voice coming from the front.

Not long after, the waiter came over with a man in a suit.

"Aunt Zhen, someone is here to see you!"

The man had a high nose bridge, wore glasses, had an elegant demeanor, and looked to be in his thirties. He had the sleeves of his gray plaid suit rolled up, revealing his taut arm muscles.

Zhen Zhen thought he looked familiar, and Cheng Su ran over and asked in surprise, "Qian Ziyi?"

Zhen Zhen then remembered, isn't this the educated youth living in Song Xiaohong's house, Qian Ziyi?

In the year when the college entrance examination was resumed, Zhen Zhen also gave guidance to Qian Ziyi. Later, Qian Ziyi was admitted to university and never came back.

Qian Ziyi didn't expect Cheng Su to be there, and exclaimed:

"When did you come back?"

Cheng Su hugged Zhen Zhen proudly and said, "I said I would come back. I regard Aunt Zhen as my mother. Wherever my mother is, I will be there."

Qian Ziyi was both surprised and envious. He was surprised to meet such an old acquaintance as Cheng Su, and he was envious that Cheng Su returned to Xin Yao County early as she promised and stayed with Aunt Zhen, who was like a mother to her.

However, he went abroad to study and wandered for many years. He was nearly 40 years old before he was able to return to Xin Yao.

Qian Ziyi looked at Aunt Zhen carefully. He heard from other educated youth that Aunt Zhen became a strong woman in the business world and helped the people of Xinyao County to become rich, but he didn't quite believe it.

"Auntie Zhen, after all these years, you are still the same as before."

Qian Ziyi looked tired and dusty, but he was in high spirits.

Zhen Zhen smiled warmly, "Time flies so fast. You are almost 40 in a blink of an eye, right? I heard from Cheng Su that you also went abroad. Are you coming back to visit your relatives this time?"

Qian Ziyi shook his head. He had mastered an exclusive technology abroad, so he sneaked back to China and wanted to serve his motherland. This time he returned to Xin Yao to put an end to something on his mind.

That year, he had an ambiguous relationship with Song Xiaohong. After he returned to the city to study, he corresponded with Song Xiaohong for a few years. However, he later went abroad and moved frequently, so the two lost contact.

For many years, Qian Ziyi has always been concerned about Song Xiaohong.

This time I came back to find out whether Song Xiaohong is married or not.