In the 1970s, the fake daughter was spoiled by the real master every night

Chapter 114 An eyesore
It snowed heavily for four or five days. Su Qingyue was feeling very sick and rested at home for several days.

That day, when Su Qingyue got up, she saw the white snow outside the window and two clumsy big snowmen leaning against each other in the middle of the yard.

The snowman's nose was made of carrot. There was still a lot of snow in the morning, and only the tip of the carrot was left.

"It's too cold, go back to bed."

Whenever Pei Huaiye spoke, he exhaled a lot of cold air from his mouth. He carried the brazier and took Su Qingyue back to the bedroom.

"It's too cold, so stay inside and don't go out. I made some steamed egg custard and heated up some buns for breakfast."

Pei Huaiye carefully helped Su Qingyue back to bed, then went to the kitchen to bring breakfast.

He placed a small square table on the bed and brought the food to it, and the two of them ate breakfast together with their heads resting against each other.

The egg custard was drizzled with sesame oil, the buns were hot and filled with fillings, and the drink was red date and multi-grain porridge.

Pei Huaiye picked all the red dates in the bowl and gave them to Su Qingyue.

"I went around the processing plant this morning and everything was fine."

Su Qingyue scooped a large spoonful of egg custard for Pei Huaiye. She looked out the window and said, "It's snowing. We need to dig a hole in the ground to store the winter vegetables."

"Captain Xiang has made all the arrangements. Not many people are digging holes. Everyone has sent the radishes and cabbages from the fields to the processing plant."

Shuangshui Village had a good winter thanks to the Qingyue Processing Factory. The factory harvested cabbage, radishes, and sweet potatoes, and now they can also make bean sprouts. As long as every household is diligent, they can earn at least three to five yuan a month.

Not to mention the extra money, all the money is saved to send the children to school.

"That's good. How are the sales of fermented black beans and fermented bean paste?" Some time ago, the Hongqi Supply and Marketing Cooperative sold fermented black beans and fermented bean paste. When city dwellers saw that a small bottle cost several cents, they dared not buy it because they thought it was too expensive.

It was several chefs from state-owned restaurants who bought it back to cook. Everyone praised the food for being delicious. Then Master Liu and Master Wang said that it was produced by the Qingyue Processing Plant and was sold at the Hongqi Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

Many wealthy families went to the Hongqi Supply and Marketing Cooperative to purchase goods, which boosted the sales of fermented black beans and fermented bean paste.

Su Qingyue smiled and said, "Let's stir-fry meat for lunch and add some fermented black beans."

She had an unusually good appetite when she was pregnant. Everything tasted delicious and she wanted to eat everything.

Pei Huaiye looked at her greedy look and couldn't help but smiled and pinched her little face, "I'll make it for you later."

"Is it time for Qingxi and Zhuangzhuang to have a holiday?"

"Well, we'll have the holiday after the exam. I'll go to the county town to pick them up today. I'll also bring a letter to Master."

Speaking of writing letters, Su Qingyue thought of her adoptive mother and her family in the capital.

"I'll write a letter and you can mail it to my adoptive mother. No, I want to write three letters, to Old Lady Yan and Uncle Shen as well."

When she got married, people gave her expensive gifts. Now that the New Year is coming, she wants to return the favor. "Go to the factory and pack four portions of soy products, fermented black beans, fermented bean paste, bean skin and dried bean curd. These can be stored. Send them to my master, my adoptive mother, Old Lady Yan and Uncle Shen."

"Well, I'll see if there are any local specialties worth carrying in the city and bring some with me." Pei Huaiye put on a thick cotton-padded jacket and filled a hot water bottle for Su Qingyue before going out.

"Take a nap. If you're hungry, there are some steamed buns and flower rolls in the steamer. Make yourself some malted milk."

"Well, be careful on slippery roads."

Pei Huaiye smiled and kissed Su Qingyue before leaving.

In the afternoon, Su Qingyue got up and went to the processing factory. Unexpectedly, she ran into Su Qianqian who was drying fermented black beans.

"Qingyue, you are here."

Su Qianqian held her belly while bending over and gently turning the fermented black beans with a tool. Her movements were quite skillful, and she didn't look like a newbie at all.

I haven't been to the processing plant for four or five days, and they hired Su Qianqian in?
Su Qingyue felt uncomfortable, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled faintly and continued to stroll. Kong Shan and Zheng Hui felt guilty, their eyes were erratic and they didn't dare to look at Su Qingyue.

Su Qingyue saw it all but said nothing. No wonder her elder brother and sister-in-law had been talking nonsense when they came home these past two days and told her to be more relaxed.

The new recruits worked quickly and carefully, and everyone greeted Su Qingyue with a smile.

Su Qingyue went straight to Xiang Jianming's office.

"Qingyue?"

Xiang Jianming was staring at the report in his hand and writing something. When he saw it was Su Qingyue, he stood up suddenly.

"Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Su Qingyue's eyes were a little cold and a little aggrieved. Outsiders might not know about the conflict between her and Su Qianqian, but the village chief knew it.

If they knew the truth, why let her into the factory? Isn't that disgusting?
When Xiang Jianming saw Su Qingyue's eyes turned red, he was so scared that his voice became tense.

"Qingyue girl, please listen to what your uncle has to say first. I have been worried about this matter and have not been able to sleep well these past few days."

"Let me ask you, do you know that your adoptive mother knows the wife of the county magistrate?"

Faced with Xiang Jianming's question, Su Qingyue shook her head in confusion.

Xiang Jianming told the story.

Four or five days ago, he and the team leader were delivering goods to the Hongqi Supply and Marketing Cooperative. Zhang Dongfeng kept him and said that the supply and marketing cooperative's good performance was thanks to the Qingyue Processing Plant. He wanted to invite him, the factory director, to dinner and also said that he would introduce some important people to him.

Xiang Jianming went there happily and really met the important people, County Magistrate Jiang and his wife Ding Shuiqin. Sitting next to Ding Shuiqin were Su Qianqian and Shen Xunbao.

During the dinner, everyone praised Su Qingyue's intelligence and courage, and the topic naturally turned to the recruitment of advanced collectives and processing plants.

"At that time, Su Qianqian smiled and said that she wanted to work in the processing plant and contribute to the village. She also said that she was not afraid of hardship or fatigue, and asked me if I would accept anyone."

"Qingyue, Ding Shuiqin kept staring at me at that time, and I really couldn't say no in front of the county magistrate."

Moreover, the selection of advanced teams depends on the attitude of the county magistrate.

How could I possibly offend anyone at this time?

Su Qingyue understood everything in her heart, but she didn't expect that her adoptive mother had this kind of relationship and left it to her own daughter.

After all, there are differences among relatives.

Su Qingyue still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"So that's how it is, Captain Xiang, I don't blame you."

Xiang Jianming frowned, "I've assigned Su Qianqian easy tasks. I've asked Kong Shan and Zheng Hui to keep an eye on her. She'll have someone review the process of drying the fermented black beans. Don't worry."

"From now on, just pretend that she doesn't exist. Just save face for now."

Xiang Jianming was giving Su Qingyue a heads-up in advance. After all, Su Qianqian had established a connection with the county magistrate's wife, so if she really wanted to do something in the future, there would be someone to back her up.

"Well, she'd better not cause trouble, otherwise I won't be polite either!"

It was still snowing heavily outside, and it was already late when Su Qingyue came out of the office.

Su Qianqian also got off work, "Qingyue, I'm going to visit Aunt Ding's house tomorrow, shall we go together?"

She smiled and invited Su Qingyue, her tone innocent, "Aunt Ding is Mom's college classmate. Oh, you see, I may have forgotten this. Are you afraid you don't know?"

She knew clearly that Su Qingyue had just come out of Xiang Jianming's office and had learned everything.