After I was in debt of one million, I opened a factory in the 1990s

Chapter 485 How about staying at home for one night

Yang Yuqi tried to persuade Cui Wenquan to stay, "Uncle, Jiajia, come here for dinner tonight. I've prepared everything."

"No need, cousin," Cui Changjia said, "If it's early in the afternoon, we'll go back to the state capital."

"We can't be in such a hurry," Sun Cui'e also remembered the 4,000 yuan, and said with a bit of embarrassment, "I'll go back and clean up the house and stay one night before leaving."

Cui Changjia said, "You're welcome. You must be tired after running back and forth. Take a good rest."

Chang Yuanliang's driver Xiao Wang was originally smoking outside the car. He didn't expect Cui Wenquan and his daughter to come out so soon. He quickly put out his cigarette, got in the car and started the car.

Cui Changjia opened the car door, let her father get in first, and then she got in. She said hello to Yang Yuqi and his wife, and let the driver go.

Sun Cui'e looked at the car going away and was very unhappy. "Our mother is really something. She came up and complained about Third Uncle. How could she do that? Shuai Shuai is still working for Third Uncle."

"Uncle San is not a stingy person, otherwise he would have quarreled with our mother a long time ago." Yang Yuqi sighed, "Okay, let's go, go back, and tell our mother to keep the matter of Shuai Shuai a secret."

Sun Cui'e said dejectedly, "How can we publicize such a shameful thing?" Then she changed her tone and said, "Changjia is getting more and more powerful now. She was not like this before. She used to have the softest temper."

"It won't work if you're not powerful enough," Yang Yuqi said silently, "How can you manage such a large factory if you're not powerful enough?"

"I heard that she's married. Why is she still managing the factory at my third uncle's house every day?"

Yang Yuqi was surprised, "Changjia is married? Who said that? Is it true?"

"Shuai Shuai said Chengze told him."

"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? We should have given gifts."

Sun Cui'e rolled her eyes. "She didn't even tell us about her marriage, so what gift should we give her?"

"Call your third aunt and ask her."

Sun Cui'e was somewhat reluctant, but she finally hit him under Yang Yuqi's gaze.

On the surface, she was the one in charge of their family affairs, but in reality, Yang Yuqi had the final say on matters of social interaction and etiquette.

It takes about ten minutes to drive from Cui Wenling’s home to Cuijiazhuang.

On the way, Cui Changjia comforted Cui Wenquan, "Dad, my aunt has always been narrow-minded and stingy. Don't take it to heart."

Cui Wenquan said silently, "I will not come to your aunt's place anymore. You and your brother can just come and see her during the holidays."

Forget it whether we can have a good relationship or not. After all, I have done my best for them after all these years.

Cui Changjia held his father's hand.

Cui Wenquan patted her, signaling that he was fine, and then kept looking outside.

June and July are the most beautiful times of the year in the countryside. The trees have not yet grown wildly and the colors are very bright. It would be even better if it rained and the air was more humid.

Cui Changjia likes this season the most when it rains. When she was a child, she would bring a small stool and sit under the eaves to watch the rain all day.

The car was driving on the village road, which was solid and flat, and very stable.

At that time, the town wanted to build roads connecting all villages, but they only allocated money for four meters. Cui Wenquan felt that a four-meter road was too narrow, so he took the lead in donating five million yuan, and also solicited donations from wealthy families in the town and village, and the original four-meter road was built to six meters wide.

Later, the town introduced vegetable greenhouses, some for growing vegetables, some for raising mushrooms, and trucks for collecting vegetables ran back and forth every day. Fortunately, the road was built to six meters. Now there are more and more cars, and two cars can drive on the six-meter road without any problem. If it were still a four-meter road, even the wrong car would not be able to pass.

As he got closer to home, Cui Changjia's mood became particularly different.

After all, I still hope to go home and have a look.

Cuijiazhuang is not a small village. It has three streets in front and back and about seven or eight hundred households.

More than two years have passed, and the village has changed a lot. The sign of the convenience store at the entrance of the village has been replaced with a supermarket sign. If the village name was printed on it, Cui Wenquan would hardly recognize it.

The driver asked, "Mr. Cui, should we go directly to your house or to the old man's?"

Chang Yuanliang's driver often followed him back and used to help Cui Wenquan deliver things, so he knew where Uncle Cui Changjia's home was.

Cui Changjia understood his father's thoughts best and said, "Let's go back to my house first."

Before coming back, she saw her mother putting the key into her father's pocket, and said that if he had time, he could go back home to take a look, even if it was just to open the door and let it air dry.

A few years ago, Cui Wenquan hired someone to renovate the house in his hometown. At that time, Chang Yuanliang suggested not to renovate it and just build it into a villa, but Cui Wenquan didn't do it. He is a nostalgic person. The house was built brick by brick by his eldest brother and his father when he was 17 or 18 years old. He couldn't bear to tear it down.

He hired someone to reinforce the house and replace the roof.

The outside of the house remained the same, but the inside had been completely renovated. The walls, floors, and ceilings were all built according to the city's standards. They even built a water tank and installed running water pipes.

However, due to lack of maintenance in recent years, the cement on the reservoir has fallen off in some places and the water pipes are no longer usable.

There were not many changes in the yard, except for the paving of floor tiles and the construction of a few small flower beds. The crooked jujube tree in the yard remained unchanged.

She hadn't been home for two or three years, so she thought the doorstep to her house would be overgrown with weeds. Unexpectedly, the doorstep was quite clean. In June and July, when all kinds of plants grew most luxuriantly, there was not even a grass sprout at the doorstep.

The car stopped, Cui Wenquan got out and took out the key. Cui Changjia got out of the car, took the key and went to open the door. There was no sign of rust on the lock.

Someone in the village happened to be riding by on a bicycle. When he saw Cui Wenquan and his friends, he shouted in surprise, "Oh, the three brothers are back."

The man quickly stopped the car and asked, "Brother, you haven't been back for several years. I heard that you were sick. Are you well now?"

"All right, what are you going to do?"

"A little fat, go to the ground. Three brothers, come back and stay for a while?"

"I can't stay for more than a few days. I'll go back after seeing my elder brother and sister."

"My little Sanni is about to graduate from junior high school. I was wondering whether to let her go to the south to work or continue to go to school. Fortunately, you are back. When will you go to your eldest brother's place? I will go to find you."

Cui Changjia took over the conversation and said, "Uncle, my dad is tired from the ride, let him take a rest first, we can talk later."

The man grinned and said, "Third brother, your daughter Dani is getting prettier and prettier. Have you talked about her in-laws?"

"She's already married. Go do your work first, brother. We'll talk later."

"well."

The man rode away on his bike, and Cui Changjia quickly supported his father's arm and went into the yard.