I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 283 Indeed Hateful

Chapter 283: Chapter 283 Indeed Hateful

Qiao Qingyu picked up He Xuerong and affectionately rubbed her nose with her own, then gave the little girl a kiss. "You’re quite the little devil, aren’t you?"

He Xiuyu asked indifferently beside her, "So, Rongrong calling you ’Mom’ is just in time, isn’t it?"

Qiao Qingyu laughed. It was the first time she had heard He Xiuyu speak so sourly.

A faint melancholy lay deep in He Xiuyu’s heart. He had been standing there for quite a while, not because he found Qiao Qingyu agreeable, but because his wife was truly outstanding.

In the crowd, she was the most dazzling one.

The one that involuntarily drew people’s gazes.

He Xiuyu was driving Director Lin’s jeep—his own car was still being repaired, but this time he planned to upgrade it significantly, at least to include shockproof and bulletproof capabilities.

Just like the tractor he had modified for Qiao Qingyu.

The family of three got into the car, and Qiao Qingyu asked He Xiuyu to drive to Xichuan’s grocery store.

They still needed to use food coupons and meat coupons there.

At the counter, they bought three pounds of meat. Unexpectedly, they found that there was negotiable grain available, but there wasn’t much rice or flour. With food stamps, each person could only buy five pounds of rice and five pounds of flour per month, and it had to be from Xichuan itself.

Qiao Qingyu gave up. She turned to He Xiuyu and He Xuerong at her side and said, "My wheat field also yielded a good harvest this year. Let’s keep a thousand pounds for ourselves to eat as much as we want."

"Wow, a thousand pounds! Little aunt, does that mean we’ll eat big white buns every day?"

"Sure, no problem." Qiao Qingyu generously agreed, and then bought some soybean oil and sesame oil, followed by some spices from another counter.

Since the jeep could be driven right up to their front door, Qiao Qingyu decided to make it a big shopping trip. She went to the department store and bought several pounds of wool. He Xuerong was still able to wear the sweaters and trousers knitted last year, but Qiao Qingyu thought it was time to knit a sweater for He Xiuyu.

She had been very busy and hadn’t had time to knit a nice sweater for He Xiuyu. Besides, adult sweaters are different from children’s; the size of children’s sweaters can vary, but He Xiuyu’s needed to fit well.

Qiao Qingyu chose dark blue wool. He Xiuyu had fair skin, and a dark blue sweater would look especially handsome on him—it made her want to pull him close and kiss him.

The family returned home fully loaded, and upon arrival, Qiao Qingyu started to cook.

Meanwhile, He Xiuyu began to clean the room, as he and Rongrong hadn’t been home for two days.

Dinner was sumptuous with stewed double rice, string beans stir-fried with vermicelli, pork belly fried with red peppers, an egg soup, and two kinds of pickles.

After dinner, He Xiuyu started fiddling with a Spring Rain Tape Recorder that hadn’t yet been officially released to the market. It wasn’t very big, resembling a briefcase that could be carried in hand. With cassette slots flanked by speakers and a row of buttons on top, it was the weapon of choice for trendy youths wearing horn-rimmed glasses and bell-bottoms in the early 1980s.

It was certainly one of the most striking features of the early ’80s.

Their home had quite a few cassette tapes, and He Xiuyu inserted one containing children’s songs, pressed a button, and the sound, though not loud, began to fill his study as he started a test listening.

Mainly, he tested whether the tape player would jam during playback, which was a common issue with some recorders where the tape could bunch up unexpectedly.

These issues were unacceptable in the new model of the Spring Rain Tape Recorder. He Xiuyu was determined to expand and strengthen the Spring Rain brand to support part of the base’s operations.

Moreover, we must improve the accommodation conditions for the employees.

Last year, heating wasn’t provided in a timely manner, resulting in many employees suffering from frostbite.

Thus, this has become the base’s most crucial task, expanding the boiler room; however, installing heating isn’t that simple, it’s also quite a big project.

Even Qiao Qingyu couldn’t offer any criticism regarding this—for constructing facilities supporting the boiler room, manpower is one aspect, but the safety of the boiler room is also important.

As they talked, the topic drifted, but what currently needed to be done was to make the Spring Rain Tape Recorder famous, especially now, as the demand for tape recorders was extremely high.

However, it was mostly electronic products from Nangang City in Huaxia, and some foreign electronic products too, that were popular. Nowadays, smuggling color television sets was reportedly quite common, because the profits were enormous.

Isn’t the reason simply that domestic production is lacking?

The tape recorder played a children’s song: "I found a penny by the roadside..."

If listened to carefully, the sound seemed slightly distorted, the speaker hummed and buzzed, but Qiao Qingyu knew it wasn’t because of the cassette; the tape recorder itself must have some issues.

But considering everything, it was actually quite good, yet this wasn’t what He Xiuyu wanted.

Beside him, He Xuerong frowned and said, "Little uncle, stop it, shall I sing one for you instead?"

This intermittent buzzing was quite uncomfortable.

Qiao Qingyu couldn’t help but smile, and He Xiuyu looked at his niece amused.

Qiao Qingyu encouraged He Xiuyu, "To create something from nothing to this extent is already quite remarkable."

Yet He Xiuyu had a frown on his forehead, listening and noting something down.

Afterwards, he turned off the tape recorder and said to Qiao Qingyu, "Compared to the current domestically produced tape recorders, this sample still falls short, so we still need to improve further."

These technical matters were beyond Qiao Qingyu’s understanding. After dinner, He Xiuyu quietly shared with Qiao Qingyu his and Director Lin’s plan, and Qiao Qingyu did not decline and went to find Zhu Guizhi with Rongrong.

Daji and Dashun were playing with Xiao Xiao. Rongrong joined them, and Daji went to call Xiao Hu saying they should play war games; it still wasn’t dark, so they could play for half an hour more.

Qiao Qingyu followed Zhu Guizhi into the house, with just the two of them. Qiao Qingyu mentioned Director Lin’s request.

Then Qiao Qingyu said, "Don’t worry, this matter will be conducted in secret and no one else will know."

It wouldn’t matter even if others knew.

It was a time for Zhu Guizhi to try her best to perform. She secretly pondered this might accidentally lead to her accomplishing something notable, yet she still felt somewhat guilty, "If these things I say turn out to be true, can Yu Jing really handle it?"

Qiao Qingyu lightly responded, "Sister Zhu, you’re overthinking it. Others might not be able to handle it, but Yu Jing can."

Zhu Guizhi thought of the things Yu Jing had done and felt embarrassed.

Qiao Qingyu smiled again, "Sister Zhu, don’t overthink it. I actually don’t believe Yu Jing would do such vicious things, but she did indeed do them. She has been brainwashed by those people, losing all sense of right and justice."

"Yes, it is indeed hateful!" Zhu Guizhi quickly adjusted her stance—if the victim had been her, her husband, and her children, she would’ve torn out her heart with anger.

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