Everything was being prepared in an orderly fashion, busy but not chaotic, and money was spent like flowing water.
Starting a business is the hardest, and when Xie Sui got home, he didn't even want to move his toes.
The benefits of having sons immediately became apparent. Doudou and Dingding wiped his hands and face on either side, their little faces full of concern, "Dad, you're not going to die, are you?"
Xie Sui: "???"
Lin Wanwan's face changed, "What are you talking about? Who taught you that? How could Dad die? Spit, spit, spit! Children's words are taboo, don't say such things again, it's unlucky!"
Doudou said, "We used to see the old grandfather in the village like that, lying there unable to move, and then he died."
Xie Sui: "..."
Children at this time were raised freely, and any happy or sad events were their festivals. They didn't know what kind of nonsensical things they had heard.
Lin Wanwan was about to say more, but Xie Sui raised his hand: "I'll talk to my son, you cook. It's time to let the children know about life and death."
Xie Sui wasn't angry, so Lin Wanwan felt a little relieved and went to the kitchen to cook and boil water, letting Xie Sui take a hot bath.
She only heard Xie Sui ask Doudou, "If Dad dies, what will you do?"
"Buy Dad a coffin to put him in!"
Dingding said, "Invite a band for Dad to play for three days and three nights!"
Xie Sui: These are good sons, they didn't even think about not letting Dad die.
"Have you forgotten something?"
"What?"
Identical little faces, the same confused expressions, made Xie Sui feel a sense of frustration. He said, "Cry, Dad is dead, won't you even shed tears?"
"But we're buying a coffin and inviting opera singers. Those grandmas say that the funeral should be grand and glorious, and it's worth dying!"
Xie Sui: "..."
The children were about to go to school. He dotingly touched their heads and said, "If Dad dies, no one will buy you milk candy, no one will sell you cicada shells for money, let alone new clothes, tin frogs, and braised pork with steamed eggs. It'll be like before, eat sweet potatoes!"
Their faces immediately changed: "No, Dad, don't die. If we cry, will Dad not die? Woo woo woo..."
Xie Sui was very satisfied that he had succeeded in making the children cry. In the kitchen, Lin Wanwan tightened her grip on the kitchen knife. This guy was always saying things he shouldn't, always teasing the children until they cried, what kind of perverse hobby was that.
If it were before, she would have fought with Xie Sui, but now she knew he was just teasing the children, so Lin Wanwan continued to chop vegetables, letting them play.
Xie Sui became addicted to bullying the children, and even had them serve him food at dinner. He was very pleased.
Lin Wanwan let them make noise, washed the dishes after dinner, and sent the children out to play, as she had something to tell Xie Sui.
"Wife, prepare two washbasins tonight, one for each son's foot, to wash Dad's feet. It's perfect."
"I have to say, Wanwan, you're too good at giving birth. One child is too hard to handle, three children are too many to manage, two is just right. What were you going to say?"
Lin Wanwan: "..."
"I forgot. Right now, I just want to beat you!"
Xie Sui chuckled, "Don't! You won't find a husband as good as me even with a lantern. Would you bear to? Boys need to work to be tough. How about we have a daughter? I'll definitely dote on her, cherish her, and spoil her like a princess."
"I think you really want a beating. Stop babbling and get to the point. Lu Tianxing came over today to discuss cooperation. I made the decision for you, giving them a profit of two yuan per jin for scorpions and cicada shells, and five fen for peaches. Do you think that's okay?"
Xie Sui said seriously, "Yes, it's fine. Whatever you decide, wife. You handle the domestic affairs first. When our business is on track, we'll hand it over to the logistics department. You've worked hard."
Lin Wanwan's expression was strange as she asked, "You trust me with it?"
"What's there not to trust? Our couple is united, and we can overcome any difficulty. With such a good helper, I'm a hundred percent at ease."
Lin Wanwan saw that Xie Sui's expression was not fake, and swallowed the rest of her words. In the afternoon, those aunts were secretly gossiping, saying that she had contact with men, and Xie Sui would surely be unhappy when he returned.
The social atmosphere at the time was very conservative, and men and women talking alone would attract criticism, let alone having to deal with them every day in the future. Lin Wanwan was worried that Xie Sui would overthink it.
However, his trust in her filled Lin Wanwan with warmth.
But she also had to pay attention to her image. In the future, she would have her elder sister and brother-in-law present when receiving goods, and would not interact with them alone.
Xie Sui really didn't expect Lin Wanwan to have this concern. He had seen many strong women in his past life, even female CEOs who were fiercer than men in business and drank more heavily than men. He never thought it was wrong for women to be in business.
After enjoying his sons bathing him, Xie Sui's lingering resentment about his sons not crying when he died was also released. At least he had sons to see him off if he died, right?
It was better than dying alone in his past life. One should be content.
A new day dawned, and the sun was bright. More peaches were being harvested, and the cellar was full. Lin Wanwan planned to rent a dilapidated old house in the village, as their home was too full.
Xie Sui left today driving a tractor, with Zhang Wenfeng, teaching him to drive on the way. The trailer had been bought, and it was cheaper than he thought, costing only fifty yuan, practically scrap metal. It was also thanks to Director Gu's connection that Xie Sui owed Director Gu another favor. Sudan Novels.
The putt-putt sound attracted the envy of the entire village. They had upgraded their equipment. In just over a month, Xie Sui had gone from being a universally hated scoundrel to a universally envied successful person.
Only Zhao Tielin's family was so angry that fire was spitting from their eyes. Zhao Xuefei hated Xie Sui even more, wishing she could eat his heart.
In those years, there were no driver's licenses, and it was all by ear. If you dared to drive on the road, you drove as you pleased. Of course, if you had an accident, it was your own bad luck.
Zhang Wenfeng originally thought driving a tractor was similar to driving a mule cart, but it wasn't. After a few attempts, Xie Sui was still the one driving.
"Brother Xie, I can't do it. I really can't manage it. Let's just forget it?"
Zhang Wenfeng was discouraged, his initial excitement turning into timidity.
"It's okay, take your time. When we get to the factory, practice more by driving in circles in the yard. There's nothing you can't learn. Do you want to serve mules your whole life?"
No, he didn't.
If he didn't seize this great opportunity, Xie Sui would have to consider finding someone else.
There were plenty of young people in the village who wanted to follow him. Zhang Wenfeng had benefited from his family's mules and their initial connection. Xie Sui wouldn't easily let him go.
"Okay, I'll work hard."
The factory was bustling with people coming and going to deliver goods: packaging bags, small wooden spoons, colorful zodiac prints, and even glass marbles. Gu Lei and others were bewildered. Were they going to enter the toy market?