Chapter 781: Are You Treating Me Like I'm Old and Blind?

July 12, '87, the 17th day of the sixth lunar month, Sunday.

"Grandma, I'm taking the children out for a walk! The doctor said children should get moderate sun exposure to prevent rickets."

Li Ye finally had a day off. After eating breakfast in the morning, he fiddled with the oversized baby stroller that Hao Jian had just sent over from Pengcheng, preparing to take his son, daughter, and little brother out for a stroll.

Grandma Wu Juying glanced at Li Ye and said faintly: "Go! Remember to bring the milk bottle and diapers, and be careful not to let the sun shine into the children's eyes."

"If the child has a bowel movement, use prickly heat powder after wiping clean and changing the diaper. If there are mosquitoes, remember the floral water..."

Li Ye nodded repeatedly and said: "I know, Grandma. This stroller was specially developed according to my requirements. It shades from the sun, prevents mosquitoes, and protects from rain. It absolutely protects the safety of your grandson and great-grandson..."

Wu Juying looked at the double-decker stroller that could hold three babies and curled her lips: "You're just wasting money! To let the children use this foreign product, you actually opened a factory, and it sells for sixty or seventy yuan each. You'll lose money until you die if you can't sell them!"

In the past few years, Hao Jian had been doing several "side jobs" in Pengcheng according to Li Ye's instructions. Trolley suitcases had been mass-produced three years ago and had now become a well-known brand in the mainland and Southeast Asia.

The baby stroller only started production last year. The first-generation design drawings came from the joint design of Li Ye and Wen Leyu. Because of Li Ye's 'bug' factor, whether it was style, materials, or functionality, it beat imported products of the same category, so the price was naturally expensive.

It wasn't that Li Ye set the price too high; there were baby strollers in this day and age, but they were all like small beds, wooden, with four wheels. Where could they be like Li Ye's stroller, which looked "modern" at a glance?

If an Audi and an Alto sold for the same price, who would be stupid?

But such a creative gadget, in Wu Juying's eyes, became pure nonsense. Fifty or sixty, or even seventy or eighty yuan for a baby stroller—who would you sell it to? That's half a bicycle!

Wu Juying had prepared two hand-held baskets for a few yuan each. She could easily carry two great-grandsons around in her hands. If her left hand was tired, she switched to her right. Why spend more than half a month's wages to buy that stroller?

"Yes, yes, Grandma, you're right. These are all test products. If they don't sell well, the factory will immediately switch to producing construction pushcarts. Don't worry, I won't lose money."

Li Ye dealt with his grandmother while carefully placing his son and daughter into the stroller.

He wouldn't explain business logic to his grandmother, because if he explained too much, Grandma might scold Li Ye for being "as black-hearted as a capitalist."

Actually, after the reform and opening up, flexible businessmen derived the mall law: earning children's money > earning women's money > earning old people's money > earning men's money.

Even decades later, as the anti-fraud awareness of the elderly has made leap-frog progress, they are no longer deceived by pots, pans, eggs, and fruits.

Even as men awaken and no longer buy flowers, bags, and cakes, but are obsessed with 4090, the 18th technician, and Black Myth: Wukong, the consumption status of "children first" has never wavered.

If you don't believe it, try it. Unless you don't give birth; if you give birth, you can't run.

No way, Zhonghua people just like raising games. Even if you get a piece of trash white board at the start, you have to squeeze yourself dry and go all out to hope for a legendary attribute with full stars and full skills.

Study classes, interest classes, houses, cars, bride prices, dowries... endless, bowing down and doing one's utmost, damn it, dying only after the work is finished!

"Yi yi yi~~ ya ya ya~~"

Li Ye put Xiao Dou'er into the stroller. The little girl must have felt the change in light between indoors and outdoors, and immediately started kicking her little legs excitedly, babbling non-stop, indicating that she was very happy at the moment.

And the chronic big brother Xiao Bao'er was much quieter, just opening his big black eyes, looking at the light and shadow outside the sunshade for a few times, then closing his eyes and sleeping soundly.

He had a small appetite and didn't have so much energy and strength to waste. If he slept a little longer every day, he could grow a few more taels of meat!

"Knock, knock, knock~"

Li Ye settled the two children and knocked on Han Chunmei's door.

Han Chunmei opened the door quickly and looked at Li Ye with a sheepish smile.

Li Ye also smiled and said: "Mom, I'm taking the children out for some sun. Where is little You'an?"

Ever since the full-month banquet, Li Ye would occasionally call Han Chunmei "Mom."

Because Han Chunmei had obviously changed. Her whole face had thinned by a circle, her eyes were full of bloodshot veins, and more importantly, there was "no spirit" in her eyes.

Li Ye was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to think things through, so he thought of changing the title to put her heart at ease.

Although Li Ye also felt uncomfortable in his heart, he still felt that he should overcome it.

There was no sky-eye system in this day and age. Once lost, you couldn't find them back.

Moreover, she had served Li Kaian and Li Ye for so many years, and had given birth to little You'an. Reasonably and emotionally, they were all family and must be taken good care of.

Han Chunmei heard Li Ye call her "Mom" and felt uncomfortable, but still smiled and said: "Little You'an just fell asleep, why don't..."

"It's okay, the double-decker stroller Hao Jian just sent over, sleeping while sunbathing, it doesn't delay anything."

Han Chunmei hesitated, picked up her son and put him in the stroller, then asked cautiously: "Why don't I go out with you! In case the child makes a fuss..."

"No need, Xiao Yu is going with me!"

"Then... okay!"

Han Chunmei stood there blankly, watching Li Ye and Wen Leyu push the three children out the door, and didn't move for a long time.

Grandma Wu Juying saw Han Chunmei's distracted look and walked over to ask in a deep voice: "What's wrong? Are you worried about letting Xiao Ye take little You'an out?"

Han Chunmei nervously denied it: "No, no, Mom, what are you saying? Xiao Ye is so close to You'an, what do I have to worry about..."

Wu Juying looked at Han Chunmei, left a cold sentence, and turned to leave.

"I'm not that wicked mother-in-law, you don't need to be careful when talking to me."

"..."

Han Chunmei was stunned for a long time before lowering her head and returning to her room, gently closing the door, as if fearing that making a sound would make Wu Juying think she had grievances in her heart.

"Sigh~"

After closing the door, Han Chunmei sighed faintly, then sat on the bed and stared at the wall clock.

Li Ye had been pushing the children out frequently these past few days, usually returning in nearly two hours. Today was Sunday, so he estimated the time would be even longer.

Although Li Ye really liked little You'an, ever since the full-month banquet, Han Chunmei really couldn't rest assured about others taking care of her son. She missed him even if she left for a while. This was Li Ye; if it were someone else, don't even think about taking the child out alone.

"Chunmei, open the door."

Han Chunmei didn't know how long she had been in a daze when she suddenly heard Wu Juying calling outside.

"Ah? Mom, the door isn't locked."

She hurriedly wiped her eyes with her hands, stood up, opened the door, and squeezed out a smile: "Mom, I was just dozing off for a while, I'll go cook..."

However, after Han Chunmei opened the door, she found Wu Juying walking in with a large soup bowl.

It turned out that she couldn't open the door herself because she was holding something.

"Cook what? Drink this bowl of ginseng chicken soup first. Li Ye's classmate sent a few ginsengs from Heilongjiang and specifically instructed to set one aside for you... Shh... it's a bit hot."

"I..."

Han Chunmei's smile became even stiffer, and she sniffed: "Mom, I'm not hungry yet! Besides, this ginseng chicken soup should be for Xiao Yu, my body is strong..."

Wu Juying directly interrupted Han Chunmei and said angrily: "You were swaying when you walked this morning, and you're still strong? Are you treating Li Ye like he has bad eyesight, or treating me like I'm old and blind? Drink it for me immediately!"

"..."

Under Wu Juying's strict order, Han Chunmei helplessly picked up the soup spoon and started drinking the bowl of ginseng chicken soup.

"Eh, that's right."

Seeing Han Chunmei comply, Wu Juying started nagging beside her: "No matter how uncomfortable you are in your heart, you can't delay eating and sleeping."

"Back then, my parents died in a disaster, and my brothers and sisters also died. I cried while looking for reed roots to eat in the reed marsh. When I was full, I slept, and when I woke up, I continued eating..."

"Later, I joined the guerrilla team. A large number of comrades died. Others were crying and couldn't eat, but I didn't care! I ate my fill with your dad first. You have to eat! If you don't eat, you won't have strength in your body. If the Japanese soldiers catch up, can you still run?"

Wu Juying was really good at nagging, but as she nagged, Han Chunmei drank the chicken soup in big gulps, even though the tears falling into the bowl didn't stop.

The bowl was really big, the soup was really hot, and she didn't know if it was tears or the ginseng, but when Han Chunmei drank the chicken soup, she felt it was a bit bitter.

But after she finished the big bowl of chicken soup, the lingering sweetness couldn't stop coming up, with a long aftertaste. ===== CHAPTER 782 =====