Chapter 1330: You're Still the Best

Chuxue nodded gently at him: "You go ahead; I won't go over."

Fu Yan Cheng stepped forward and said to the two still fighting fiercely, "Two sisters-in-law making such a huge scene—are you afraid your own men will have it too easy and want them called up for a scolding?"

Upon hearing about their own men's futures, both let go immediately.

Song Xiaohua, at this moment, couldn't even worry about whether her youngest son would go hungry; even so, she didn't forget to scoop up the spilled rice and dishes from the ground into a chipped bowl, planning to mix in some wild vegetables later to feed the chickens.

Seeing Song Xiaohua leave, Zhang Liru quickly pulled her son and headed home, fearing this matter might truly be used as leverage against her own husband.

Seeing the people gone, Shen Kaiyuan gave Fu Yan Cheng a thumbs-up: "You're still the best."

Fu Yan Cheng didn't get involved further in what followed; he turned back, took his own wife by the hand, and returned to the courtyard: "Eat quickly; it won't taste good once it cools."

The two sat down again; Chuxue suddenly spoke: "Yan Cheng, if I had a good idea to help the unit start a side business, would the leaders agree?"

Fu Yan Cheng paused upon hearing this, then immediately understood her meaning: "We can try, but what kind of side business do you want to start?"

Chuxue thought for a moment: "I need to think more about it, but if it succeeds, it should solve employment problems for some people."

Fu Yan Cheng served her a chopstick-full of food: "Eat first; you can think slowly."

Yet Fu Yan Cheng's heart was clearly not at peace; he knew his wife was not just speaking idly, feeling both expectation and worry inside.

Chuxue naturally saw the struggle in his brow: "This matter isn't urgent; rice must be eaten bite by bite; I still need to think carefully."

After eating, Fu Yan Cheng conscientiously cleared the bowls and chopsticks to wash them.

Afterwards, he added water to the pot, lit a large piece of firewood to boil water, then took Chuxue outside for a walk.

After all, the doctor had said pregnant women should exercise moderately after meals, which is good for the body.

As the two went out, they happened to hear someone chatting there: "Didn't they agree in advance? How can this state-owned factory go back on its word?"

"They said it was only a verbal agreement back then, with no formal contract signed; it can't be taken seriously. Isn't that infuriating?"

"Recent rains have been heavy; if this isn't dealt with continuously, won't we have to keep hauling it out to dry from time to time, wasting time and effort? If it gets damp and molds, the loss will be even greater."

"I heard melon seeds can also be pressed for oil; if all else fails, have your father and others find a place to press them into oil and store it; that would be easier to store than keeping all those melon seeds."

Chuxue had already walked past, but upon hearing their chat, she turned back.

She asked Fu Yan Cheng to wait for her nearby and walked straight toward those people: "Good day, sisters-in-law."

Someone recognized Chuxue: "Are you the company commander Fu's wife?"

Chuxue smiled and nodded: "Yes, my name is Xiao Chuxue; just call me Chuxue."

One sister-in-law laughed: "Company Commander Fu is truly blessed; his wife is really beautiful."

After exchanging pleasantries at home, Chuxue looked at the woman who had spoken earlier: "Sister-in-law, I just passed by and heard you chatting about melon seeds; could you tell me what the situation is?"

That sister-in-law didn't know why she had come specifically to ask, but since she asked, she naturally explained it all over again.

It turned out that sister-in-law's maiden family was in Hulan Village, Qingshan Town, next door; her eldest brother was the village brigade leader. Two years ago, a state-owned factory approached them saying they would buy melon seeds and peanuts grown on the village slopes for oil pressing, offering a higher price than the procurement station; after village cadres discussed it, they agreed.

Money exchanged hands for goods, truly making the villagers very happy; they only regretted not planting enough.