kvmb Chapter 166 Your abacus beads are about to fall into Old Qiao's face.
Chapter 166 Your abacus beads are about to fall into Old Qiao's face.
Qiao Runming came out to see her off, and Qiao Manman waved her hand, saying, "Dad, you go back now. I'll bring you something delicious when I get back from my business trip!"
When the villagers heard about it, they all praised her for being filial and successful. At such a young age, she was already highly regarded by her superiors.
"Old Qiao, you're so lucky. Your wife is so old and still able to get pregnant. If she gives you a son, your life will be complete."
"With such a successful daughter, you hardly need to support your son. With his older sister's help, your younger brother's future is bright!"
Qiao Runming smiled and replied dismissively, "It doesn't matter whether you have a boy or a girl. My Manman is no worse than any boy."
"No matter how capable she is, she'll eventually get married. Instead of letting some unknown people in the city benefit from her, why not consider someone related to her in our team?"
I heard your Manman rented a big house in the city. Pengyu and I will go to the city together to take care of her!
"Oh dear, Aunt Zhao, you're practically throwing your abacus beads at Qiao Laosan's face. It's not like Manman is unwanted; why does she have to go after that lazy, greedy, and cunning guy from your family?"
Hahaha, that's hilarious!
"Who's laughing at whom is still up in the air. My Pengyu is only sixteen, while his Manman is already eighteen, almost nineteen. They're both still single, and if they delay any longer, they'll never get married!"
Qiao Runming thought the villagers were really bored and had nothing better to do. His wife, Manman, had good judgment; she had already won over the deputy battalion commander. It was just inconvenient for her to talk about it everywhere.
He rolled his eyes at Zhao Lianrui and limped home.
I feel that walking normally is more comfortable for my legs.
On the other side, Qiao Manman rode her bicycle at top speed towards the county, but still got soaked.
Fortunately, the rain wasn't heavy and stopped after about ten minutes. She immediately grabbed an umbrella to shield herself from the rain.
This is the road where you can't ride a bike anymore.
Qiao Manman looked left and right to make sure there was no one within a 200-meter radius, then quickly put the car into her spatial storage.
I changed into rubber boots and walked along the muddy path, marveling at the true value of the saying, "To get rich, build roads first."
Once the problem of food and clothing is solved, improving infrastructure must be put on the agenda.
And so, as I walked and pondered, I arrived in the county town at 9:30 a.m.
They didn't go to the state-run restaurant for a meal; they went straight home.
After washing up in her room and preparing some food for herself to eat out, Qiao Manman contentedly sprawled on the sofa and read a book.
By noon, the sky had cleared, and Qiao Manman came out of her spatial dimension and went to the backyard.
Looking at the bright red persimmons on the tree, I feel a bit craving for dried persimmons.
Unfortunately, it was too late; many persimmons were already ripe, red and soft, tempting to be picked.
Qiao Manman took out a ladder and propped it against the tree trunk. She picked the persimmons from the lower branches and put them in a basket, effectively saving space.
Then I came down and grabbed a tool to pick the persimmons from the top. To be honest, it was quite strenuous, but very rewarding.
After picking all the persimmons from the two trees, Qiao Manman went back inside to wash her hands, then divided the persimmons into smaller portions before heading out to knock on the doors of her neighbors.
When she first moved in, she greeted her neighbors and gave them some meatballs, which they reciprocated by giving her fresh vegetables.
When they meet, they always greet each other with a smile. The neighbors are well-mannered and rarely pry into her family affairs or gossip.
"Sister Lin, the persimmons at home are ripe. I'll bring you a few to try!"
"Oh my, really? I thought that with Grandpa He moving away, we wouldn't have the good fortune to be with him!"
"Thank you so much, Miss Qiao. Wait a moment, let me get you two radishes."
Qiao Manman didn't stand on ceremony and waited at the door. After a moment, she took the radish, chatted with the other person for a while, and then went to the next store.
Repeating this process, they distributed dozens of persimmons, harvested a basket of vegetables, and a bowl of pork rib soup.
Qiao Manman went home, put the vegetables and pork rib soup into her spatial storage, and then went out again.
I gave some persimmons to my colleagues at the factory and told Yan Chengke and Guo Youfeng not to eat them, as it was getting late.
Carrying my package, I rushed to the train station. As soon as I sat down in the waiting hall, I ran into Miao Shoujun, Zhang Hui (secretary), Xu Zhifeng (technician), and Han Cunyi (master craftsman).
There were five people in the group, and she was the only girl.
Qiao Manman greeted everyone with a smile, then quietly sat in a corner waiting for the bus. Soon after, it got dark, and the group went through the ticket check, entered the station, and boarded the bus with the flow of people.
The train journey from Changping City to the provincial capital takes only thirteen or fourteen hours, meaning they will arrive at their destination early tomorrow morning.
So, the five of them bought hard seats and made do for one night before arriving.
Qiao Manman sat down in a window seat, next to Miao Shoujun.
He took a lunchbox out of his canvas bag, which was filled with steaming hot dumplings: "Have you guys had any? Would you like to try some?"
Before heading out, everyone had a quick bite at the cafeteria. But seeing the plump, white dumplings, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
He felt embarrassed to take advantage of the young girl.
Miao Shoujun gave the order, and everyone took one dumpling. He picked one up, put it in his palm, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Qiao Manman looked at the remaining half-box of dumplings, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She had only put in a tiny bit of meat, just to try and build rapport.
Now that things are like this, I'll have to eat it myself.
He quickly finished the dumplings, leaned against the car window, and closed his eyes to rest.
The swaying and rocking motion lulled me to sleep, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.
"Comrade Xiao Qiao, would you like to take a nap? We'll arrive in two hours!"
Qiao Manman nodded and sank her consciousness into the space.
The space was thriving, with all the plants in optimal harvest condition.
As the weather grew colder and her family still didn't have decent cotton-padded clothes, Qiao Manman went to the mutated cotton field and used her consciousness to pick cotton.
Cotton is much easier to pick than wheat. Apart from the larger cotton bolls and longer cotton fibers, it seems no different from ordinary cotton.
They picked a huge pile in no time and stored it in the corridor leading from the villa to the basement.
Qiao Manman also found several nice pieces of cotton cloth among the items she signed in, and put them together with the cotton, preparing to make cotton clothes and quilts.
Feeling someone shaking her, Qiao Manman opened her eyes and found that the train was moving slower and slower.
The announcer's sweet voice rang out in the carriage: "Next stop..."
"We've arrived. Get ready to get off!"
Qiao Manman nodded, slung the small package over her shoulder, and followed the crowd toward the door.
The car slowly came to a stop, and as soon as the door opened, a blast of cold air blew in, making the passengers at the door shiver.
"It's several degrees colder here than where we are!"
Many people nodded in agreement.
After exiting the station, I went straight to the machinery factory's guesthouse.
When we arrived, we found the place was overcrowded, with only one private room and a few beds left.
Secretary Zhang helped with the check-in process. He originally wanted to give Qiao Manman a single room, while the rest of the men squeezed into a shared dormitory.
As it turned out, another factory happened to have an extra male employee, so they discussed with them: "Young man, how about this, you and your supervisor can stay in a single room, and we technicians can have a bed available."
As for this girl, let's go ask at the factory. There are mostly men at the machine factory; maybe they'll have a spare female dormitory room!
Zhang Hui thought this was a good idea, but he wasn't sure what the situation was like at the machinery factory.
Seeing his hesitation, the waiter kindly reminded him, "We have a phone here..."