On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

After a few days of busy work, the new gate of the Huang family was finally built.

The red-brick doorposts and door frames are topped with a beautiful blue-tiled roof, and the red-lacquered double wooden doors look grand and festive.

"When I have spare money next year, I will build the courtyard wall." Huang Kailin looked at the gate and said with a smile.

Huang Jianjun took the words, "After the courtyard wall is built, the next step is to renovate our dilapidated house."

Huang Kailin looked at the old house behind him where he had lived for most of his life, feeling deeply moved.

When he first built this house, he was only in his early 20s. At that time, he only built three mud houses with wheat straw as the roof.

After the house was built, his wife Yang Xinghua got married.

Later, the eldest, second and third children were born one after another, and the three houses were not enough to live in, so he built two more on each side.

When the eldest got married, the house was not enough to live in, so a second floor was added on top of the original three rooms.

In a blink of an eye, decades have passed, and when a new house is built next time, it is probably time for the eldest grandson Huang Yu to get married.

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In the evening, the Huang family was sitting in the yard discussing the manpower, materials and tools needed to repair the school's factory building when Chen Bin came to the door suddenly.

Although they can meet each other when they are away from home, they are not from the same village after all. The friendship between Chen Bin and the Huang family is just a nod, not to the point of visiting.

"Chen Bin, you are a rare visitor."

Being stared at by five pairs of Huang family members, Chen Bin was not stage-frightened, so he found a stool and sat down with a smile.

"Uncle Huang, I heard from Brother Huang that you want to set up a bamboo weaving factory?"

Although the Huang family kept a low profile, they couldn't stand the loudspeaker Peng Fang spreading the word. Now that the bamboo weaving factory has not been established, the whole lower village and even the people in the upper village next door know about it, and talk about it behind their backs.

However, Chen Bin knew that the Huang family's bamboo weaving factory had nothing to do with Peng Fang, but heard it from Huang Jianjun two days ago.

Huang Kailin looked at Chen Bin, "Why are you asking this?"

Chen Bin replied with a smile: "Isn't this just thinking about whether I can make a fortune along with it?"

"You are not a good runner, you can earn a lot of money a year, right?"

"I don't earn much, so it's better than farming."

Chen Bin is being modest in saying this. In Shili Township, motorcycle racers like Chen Bin are very popular, and it is no problem to earn a thousand or eight hundred a year.

Chen Bin's parents passed away early, and his elder brother and sister-in-law were not at home, so he couldn't take care of him, and he himself was not in a hurry, so that he was still a bachelor at his current age by accident.

"Uncle Huang, I came here sincerely. To be honest, I did earn some money running motorcycles in the past few years. I paid off the debt I borrowed to buy motorcycles, and I still have some money left.

I am not used to being controlled by others, otherwise I would have followed my elder brother and sister-in-law to work outside a few years ago.

I was thinking about finding something to earn a living with the money I had. It happened that two days ago, Brother Huang said that he wanted to set up a bamboo weaving factory. I have been thinking about this for the past two days.

Uncle Huang, I can trust you as a person. What you want to do is definitely not bad, so I came to ask. If it works, I might as well follow you to do it together. "

Huang Kailin set up this bamboo weaving factory in order to leave something for the descendants of the Huang family. He never thought about it, nor did he think that Chen Bin, an outsider who couldn't beat him, would pop up.

Feeling his conscience, he said that Chen Bin looks okay, he is a down-to-earth and willing to work.

For a while, Huang Kailin couldn't make up his mind, he pondered for a while before making a sound.

"Chen Bin, please allow us to discuss this matter, and we will give you an answer in a few days."

Chen Bin didn't bother, "Okay, Uncle Huang, I have about 3,000 yuan on hand. If it's not enough, my elder brother can lend me some more. It's no problem to make up 5,000 yuan. You guys have discussed it. Give me some money." answer."

Chen Bin came and left quickly, leaving the Huang family looking at each other in shock.

Huang Jianjun was the first to speak out, "Good guy, this Chen Bin is still a real person, and he has accumulated such a rich family background without making any noise."

"He feeds the whole family by himself, works in the town all day long, and doesn't play cards and drink with others. It's not surprising that he can save so much money."

Liu Zhi subconsciously glanced at his sister-in-law Huang Zhiqiu.

Huang Zhiqiu's complexion was clear, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Liu Zhi admired his sister-in-law from the bottom of his heart. Let's put it bluntly, he was very kind to everyone, but in his bones, there was a certain indifference that regarded money as floating clouds.

When my sister-in-law was young, it wasn't that there were no men with good conditions to find a matchmaker, but my sister-in-law didn't take a second look.

As a woman, even she could feel Chen Bin's affection for Huang Zhiqiu, it was impossible for Huang Zhiqiu not to feel it.

But just now when Chen Bin said that he had a deposit of 3,000 yuan in his hand, my sister-in-law didn't even move her eyebrows.

In the evening, Liu Zhi and Yang Xinghua went to the kitchen to cook dinner, while Huang Kailin, Huang Zhiqiu and Huang Jianjun continued to talk about Chen Bin in the main room.

"Boss, tell me what you think first."

Huang Jianjun could only make a sound when his father named him.

"I think that the bamboo weaving factory has invested so much, it's good to have one more person joining in. After all, we know Chen Bin well, and he has a motorcycle, so it will be convenient for him to go out for errands in the future."

Huang Kailin looked at his daughter again, "Zhiqiu, what do you think?"

"On this matter, wait until Momo comes back and ask Momo for her opinion."

Huang Kailin nodded, "Alright."

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Early in the morning, Xie Xia and Zeng Fang almost arrived at the courtyard.

Neither of them came empty-handed, Xie Xia brought two big boxes of Ronghua's snacks, and Zeng Min brought two big bags of Jiang City's special products.

Yun Mo picked out some of the gifts from the two and left them for Ling Jiang and Ling Chunhua to celebrate the New Year, and took the rest back to the room to pack.

This time, they brought too many things back home. She and Ling Chuan only had two large suitcases of luggage, and with the home gift that Ling Chuan bought, the two of them couldn't carry it even if they had an extra pair of hands.

She really wanted to put everything in the space, but Xie Xia and Zeng Fang were going to the train station together, and she was so empty-handed that she couldn't explain it.

The train ticket is at 4:30 in the afternoon, and it takes a day and two nights to sit. When we arrive in Anshi, it is just after 6:00 in the morning.

After lunch, Ling Chuan took Ling Jiang to the warehouse office to explain the family and business matters. Yun Mo, Zeng Fang, Xie Xia, and Ling Chunhua sat around the yard and chatted.

Ling Chunhua snuggled up beside Yunmo, her big round eyes were full of reluctance.

"Auntie, how long will it take you and uncle to come back?"

Yun Mo pinched the tip of the other's tender nose, and said with a smile, "I won't be back until after the Spring Festival, and I'll bring you delicious food then."

"Oh."

Ling Chunhua is sleepy, obviously compared to Yunmo who has not been at home for so long, the temptation of delicious food is not great.