Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

The two were in a hurry to leave, but Liu Guilan called out to them:

"What are you two so busy with? Why don't you sit down and warm up for a bit? That way you can make it in time."

"No, ma'am."

"Auntie, I'll be back in a little while."

Mu Xueli and Wang Li's voices rang out almost simultaneously outside the house.

Liu Guilan ignored her and turned to greet Huang Zhong:

"Xiao Zhong, go up to the greenhouse and call your parents, your sister Shen, and your sister Zhao inside to eat popsicles."

Back when autumn was approaching and the weather was getting colder, and people started planting in greenhouses, Zhao Cuiyun's monthly salary had already increased from 20 yuan to 40 yuan, the same as Huang Baoguo and his wife.

However, correspondingly, her workload also increased.

After managing the large herd of sika deer, as well as the horses, pigs, sheep, and roe deer every day, they still had to go to the greenhouse to help Huang Baoguo and his wife with the work there.

The main task involves the work of four large greenhouses, which is quite substantial.

Things like building trellises for green beans and cucumbers, pinching off the tips and leaves of eggplants and persimmons, transplanting peppers, thinning out leafy greens, fertilizing, watering, and spraying pesticides, and so on.

Anyway, if you want to grow things well in greenhouses, you'll hardly have a moment of rest throughout the winter.

Therefore, Huang Baoguo and his wife, along with Shen Wei's help, simply couldn't manage the workload.

Especially when it comes to weeding and rushing to plant vegetables, Wang Dazhu and his wife sometimes have to lend a hand.

Although the work in the greenhouse was busy, it wasn't too tiring, and the wages Wang Anjia paid were already very high for this time of year. Therefore, Zhao Cuiyun was quite satisfied with the increased workload and higher wages.

After all, she still has a son to raise, so she will definitely try to earn as much as possible. If she only relies on farming her family's ten-odd acres of land, her family's life will definitely not be good. She would be lucky if they could just make sure they don't go hungry.

After Liu Guilan finished speaking, Huang Zhong agreed and turned to run outside.

Seeing that his two younger sisters, Xiao Lai, and Huang Ying hadn't entered the house, Wang An called out to Wang Yi:

"Xiao Yi, go and invite Xiao Mei and the others inside for a nice meal. Tell them to play later."

When Mu Xueqing opened a bag of candied hawthorns, she exclaimed in shock:

"Xiao An, you guys have bought the whole candied hawthorn stall! How come you bought so much?"

Wang An looked at the bag that Mu Xueqing had opened and realized that this was just one of the bags containing candied hawthorns. The other three bags containing candied hawthorns must have been put in the downstairs room to freeze by Mu Xueli and Wang Li.

Upon hearing this, Wang An chuckled, and instead of feeling ashamed, he said with pride:

"Yeah, we booked a total of 7 stalls. Xue Li and her husband each booked 1 and a half, and I booked 4 myself. Those 7 old men selling candied hawthorns were so happy. They carried their straw baskets and skipped home like crazy, hahaha."

Wang An originally intended to tell this story as a joke to his family, but to his surprise, Wang Dazhu and Mu Xueqing were so shocked that they didn't laugh along with Wang An at all.

Liu Guilan stared at the candied hawthorns in shock for a long time, then glared at Wang An with wide eyes and scolded him again:
"You spendthrift! Who buys candied hawthorns like this? You should just buy a few skewers each to try, why are you bringing home a whole bunch? You spendthrift!"

To be fair, Liu Guilan was absolutely right. Someone like Wang An, who buys candied hawthorns, is a truly unique individual in this era, probably one of a kind.

Wang An chuckled and said with a self-righteous expression:
“Winter is still long, so everyone can have one to sweeten their mouths before they have a break. Hawthorns are good for digestion, aren’t they? Don’t worry, Mom, I guarantee not a single one will be left.” Liu Guilan was taken aback upon hearing this, and immediately raised her voice:
"I mean, is it something like there's nothing left over? That good stuff is going to be left over? I mean, who buys things like that? Just because something looks good doesn't mean you can buy it all and then use it like crazy!"

Upon hearing this, Wang An feigned an innocent and helpless expression and said:
"Mom, what do you suggest we do? I spent more than half the year recovering from my injury, and I still made several hundred thousand yuan doing odd jobs. I won't need to recover from my injury next year. I'm even thinking of going to move those old houses before autumn. I think our family will definitely earn more next year than this year, by a lot more."

Wang An wasn't just talking nonsense. The pharmaceutical factory was already building its facilities and recruiting workers, and it was about to expand its scale. So next year's dividends would definitely be much more than this year's, maybe even double or triple.

Meanwhile, Qiao Xiaohu's business of selling mountain products has been steadily growing.

Besides these two, even if Han Xiaomin doesn't get any new business and just retains her existing clients, Wang An can still get a lot of dividends from the increasing demand for medicines from the pharmaceutical factory.

Furthermore, next year, Wu Dong, Zhang Shuya, and the other six, along with Wang An, Mu Xueli, Wang Li, and Feng Chengmin, will open a gold shop, making a total of ten people.

Of course, the main purpose of these gold shops is not to make a lot of money, but to legally sell the gold in people's hands.

The main problem is that the amount of gold held by everyone is simply too large. Whether selling it to the black market or to a bank, there are considerable risks involved. Therefore, for the sake of stability, opening gold shops in various places is definitely the most perfect solution.

Wang An knew that many gold shop founders were originally gold prospectors who, after opening their gold shops, made a glamorous transformation into business owners and entrepreneurs.

At this point, seeing that his mother was still in a daze, Wang An immediately put on a worried expression and sighed heavily.

Then, seeing Wang An frowning, he pretended to be in great pain and said:

"Mom, what am I supposed to do with all this money I earn year after year if I don't spend some of it? Sigh! Earning so much money is a worry, what am I going to do!"

At that time, the internet slang term "Versailles" didn't exist yet, but Wang An's attitude made people want to slap him hard across the face.

The main problem is that Wang An's words were incredibly pretentious. What's even more damning is that he put on such a show so smoothly that there wasn't a single flaw to be found.

After Wang An finished speaking, Liu Guilan, who had been furious just moments before, suddenly became thoughtful, seemingly pondering something, as if she had developed serious self-doubt.

While still gloating, Wang An saw that his mother was still in a daze and suddenly wondered if his pathetic behavior had upset her.
So Wang An tentatively said:

"Mother, Mother, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Liu Guilan snapped out of her reverie, looked at Wang An, and suddenly laughed and scolded:

"What can I do? I didn't do anything, it's just that you, you little brat, made me angry."

Clearly, Liu Guilan had figured things out.

Wang An chuckled and said with a sly grin:

"No way! You're my own mother, how could I possibly upset you? Mother, you're just making a fool of yourself, hehehehehe."

Liu Guilan rolled her eyes at Wang An and said:

"Give me a break! You've been making me angry every day since we were kids, and you're still making me angry every day now that we're grown up."

Wang An: "."

(End of this chapter)