Not long after the two of them left, Jiang Yinyin craned her neck to look into the family compound.
She turned around and went back immediately, secretly vowing that she had improved upon the sales method that Shen Mingzhi had come up with for Ren'an Pharmacy last time, and she was determined to sell those tens of thousands of yuan worth of medicine!
With her ability to come up with ways to sell goods, how could a college student like Shen Mingzhi be inferior to a widow from the countryside?
When Jiang Shaozhen returned home that evening, he had just entered the residential compound when he heard an old woman chatting at the door of another house on the first floor calling out to him, "Why are you only coming back now? Your wife invited two men into the house in broad daylight today, and they stayed inside for quite a while, I don't know what they were doing."
Jiang Shaozhen was holding his helmet, and before he could speak, Song Huiquan's voice came from behind him, "Your wife is quite open-minded, isn't she? A rural woman, but bolder than those foreign prostitutes."
"She's running a small business to support her family, and some people are jealous and spreading rumors. What does District Chief Song want with me?" Jiang Shaozhen asked expressionlessly.
Upon hearing the words "district chief," the women scattered like startled birds.
Song Huiquan stared at Jiang Shaozhen with a piercing gaze, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Aren't you going to invite me in for a chat?"
"My wife doesn't like strangers, so let's just talk about it outside," Jiang Shaozhen said with a hint of apology.
Song Huiquan never expected that even in his condition, he would still put on airs!
However, he also heard from those leaders that Jiang Shaozhen was a very outstanding guy in the army. He was not only smart and courageous, but also very spirited. The army commanders both loved and had a headache when they saw him.
"If you had married my Wanyin, there wouldn't be these rumors today, and you wouldn't have to live in a place like this." Song Huiquan surveyed the family housing complex, which was dilapidated and cramped, with the buildings very close together.
Moreover, judging from what the old lady just said, her family probably doesn't get along with the people here.
Yes, they are newcomers.
People who have always lived here are naturally xenophobic.
“When I joined the army, the sky was my blanket and the ground my bed. When I was stationed on the border, I didn’t feel any hardship even when I was standing on the cliff at night when the temperature was tens of degrees below zero. Here, there are four walls and windows, and a bed at night. How is it hard?” Jiang Shaozhen said nonchalantly.
Song Huiquan's face was grim. He stared at him and continued to ask, "So, even if I help you and let you go back, you won't appreciate it?"
"Right now, our country is working hard to develop its economy. As a soldier, I should not be tempted by temporary comfort and glory. The most important thing is to urgently invest in construction so that everyone can live a prosperous life," Jiang Shaozhen said calmly.
He rose from the bottom ranks of the army; 99 percent of those who joined the army came from villages.
The village was so poor that no one could afford to get married or even have enough to eat.
Jiang Shaozhen had only heard about it from them before, but after visiting the construction site recently, he truly understood how bad the situation was for those people.
For example, there was a guy named Erniu at the construction site. Yesterday, he received his wages and got ten yuan, which was for a whole month. He ran away without signing anything, but was caught and brought back. He was so happy that he cried, saying that he had never seen so much money before and wanted to take it back to show his elderly mother.
They can only afford to eat sweet potatoes or sweet potato leaves all year round.
Although it's rare to see a monthly salary of ten yuan in the central urban areas of Beijing, ten yuan is a luxury in the rural areas outside the city.
Some people work all day and only earn five or six cents a month.
At that moment, Jiang Shaozhen finally understood the significance of construction.
Song Huiquan looked at him for a long time before speaking, "Policies change so fast now, do you really think you can make a name for yourself on the construction site? Everyone wants to join the army, everyone wants this honor, what do you think it's for? It's for your descendants. If you don't have military merits, your children won't be able to get into the good schools that the country builds later."
Jiang Shaozhen calmly looked at him and replied, "Then my child will go to a regular school just like those children in the countryside. The army commander once taught us that sacrificing one's own interests is also a kind of military spirit."
Song Huiquan was so angry that he was speechless. After a long while, he finally said, "Even if you regret coming to me, I won't pay any more attention to you! This is your last chance!"
"No need. You didn't even have a sip of tea after coming here. Even if I regret it, I'll be too ashamed to come looking for you," Jiang Shaozhen said with a smile.
Song Huiquan was so angry that he left immediately.
Shen Mingzhi came out of the house after he left.
Looking at Jiang Shao Chen approaching her, she pursed her lips and asked, "Did he come to persuade you to go back?"
"Well, but I refused. Did you hear our conversation? Will you blame me for not thinking about the two children?" Jiang Shaozhen asked with some concern.
Shen Mingzhi looked into his eyes and after a long while said, "He himself said that policies are changing rapidly now. Of course, it's good to be employed by the government, but in the future... perhaps things will be more diverse?"
Jiang Shaozhen nodded, a smile in his eyes, "Yes, our country will definitely catch up with the Western countries."
Shen Mingzhi was from the future who traveled back in time, and she felt a pang of emotion upon hearing his words.
In fact, a better life in the future depends on the hard work and struggle of this generation. Their current dedication to various construction projects is, in effect, building a future for future generations.
"Let's go inside, take a shower, and have dinner." Shen Mingzhi took the initiative to reach out and grab his wrist.
“Okay.” Jiang Shao Chen grabbed her hand.
Shen Mingzhi felt the grime mixed with sweat on his hands, making them sticky, and immediately shook off his hand. "I'll grab you if I want to, why are you grabbing me?! You've gotten my hands all dirty!"
"You're disgusted with me?" Jiang Shaozhen's tone was somewhat aggrieved.
"I'm not disgusted by you, but can't you see how dirty you are?" Shen Mingzhi said with dissatisfaction.
Jiang Shaozhen just smiled, but did not refute, showing his good temper.
While he was taking a shower, Shen Mingzhi brought food to the table, but then the old lady from upstairs came over again.
"Oh my, you know District Chief Song too? But it seems like the conversation didn't go well. What was your husband's relationship with District Chief Song?" The old lady leaned against the door and asked loudly.
Her shout attracted the neighbors to gather together and watch the commotion.
Shen Mingzhi said calmly, "I don't know. You can ask my husband after he takes a shower."
"So what's your relationship with those two men this afternoon? You seem to have a lot of friends, with men coming and going. Don't scare the others away," the old woman continued sarcastically.
Shen Mingzhi put down her chopsticks and looked at her coldly, "What exactly do you want to say?"
“I mean, you’re breaking the rules,” the old woman said ambiguously. “Bringing two men into the house in broad daylight, that’s really too much.”
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