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The clothes rack in Lin Xue's room is adjustable; it can be raised or lowered.

This was specially designed by Lin Chuan so that Lin Xue could hang her clothes herself.

Although she is only five years old, she can find and dress herself.

The busy day quickly came to an end, and in the evening, Lin Chuan braised some pig's head meat and pork intestines.

The next day, around 10 a.m., my uncle arrived with Lin Yang and Lin Yue.

"Minor Snow".

"elder sister."

The two little girls hugged each other happily, and Lin Yang ran to Lin Chuan's side with a loud shout, looking at him excitedly.

Lin Chuan rubbed his head speechlessly. He's such a big guy, he doesn't still want me to carry him.

Knowing Lin He was coming, his mother hadn't gone to the fields today. She was chatting with him right now when Lin Chuan went over to greet him. Lin He:

"Xiao Chuan, you called me here to ask for my help, what kind of help?"

"Uncle, don't rush, let's talk after we finish eating."

Needless to say, lunch included fish, meat, and cold dishes.

"Uncle, come on, I'll take you somewhere."

After finishing their meal, Lin Chuan led his uncle toward the supply and marketing cooperative.

The bridge connecting the Lin family's residence, the supply and marketing cooperative, and Qiaotouwan forms a triangle. To take the main road, one must cross the bay and the bridge at a right angle.

Taking the side path means cutting diagonally across a field.

Reaching a shady spot in the farmland, Lin Chuan stopped and sat down on the grass:

"Uncle, how much money do you think can be earned from this kind of farm in a year?"

"You can't make any money from farming; you can just eat your fill."

This is indeed the norm in mountainous rural areas: farmland cannot be cultivated on a large scale, and the grain grown is only for their own consumption.

Even if you have a few hundred kilograms more, you won't make much money; most of it will be used to brew wine to entertain guests.

"Uncle, you said that you can't see any money in a year with this kind of land. Every year, the money comes from selling persimmons and chestnuts."

This money has to cover education, clothes, and social obligations, leaving me with nothing at the end of the year.

"Oh, and you can't get sick, otherwise you'll have to pay extra. What's the point of farming like this?"

"We grow them to eat," Lin He said, plucking a blade of grass and biting it into his mouth, glancing sideways at Lin Chuan. "Just say what you mean, don't beat around the bush with me."

"Hehe, Uncle, I was just thinking of laying the groundwork first."

Lin Chuan scratched his head, deciding not to beat around the bush with Lin He anymore:

"Uncle, I want to take over the supply and marketing cooperative. Can you help me keep an eye on it?"

"Supply and Marketing Cooperative," Lin He chewed on grass for a long time without speaking, and finally nodded slowly after a while:

"You've got potential! You think you can take over the supply and marketing cooperative?"

Lin Chuan was quite surprised by Lin He's reaction: "Uncle, why do you seem not to be very opposed?"

"Why should I object?" Lin He spat out the grass root and laughed.

"I've thought about these things a long time ago. Farming doesn't make money; you have to do business to make money."

I was originally planning to look for opportunities in the county in a few years, but I didn't expect you to want to do it now. You have good judgment.

Lin Chuan gave Lin He a thumbs up. Although his uncle didn't go to the county until more than ten years later, his vision was truly remarkable.

If he hadn't been reborn, he wouldn't have thought of coming down to the supply and marketing cooperative to do business.

In rural areas, people tend to save their money because it gives them peace of mind. Some might think about starting a business, but most can't bring themselves to do it.

"Uncle, it's good that you don't object. I've taken care of all the sales channels in the county. Now we're just waiting to take over the supply and marketing cooperative."

"Aren't supply and marketing cooperatives government agencies? How can they be taken over like this?"

Lin Chuan gave his uncle a brief explanation of the impending closure of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Unexpectedly, he was even more excited than Lin Chuan:

"We have land and sales channels, so what are we waiting for? Let's get started! How long will it take you to take over the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"Hmm~, within a week."

Li Jianguo said "at any time," but Lin Chuan was afraid of having to go through many procedures and submitting the application for a few more days.

"Let's go take a look."

"Walk."

Lin Chuan took his uncle to the supply and marketing cooperative. The cooperative was built by the village collective with labor contributions. The countryside is vast, so it was quite large.

Entering through the main gate of the wall, you find a large courtyard of several hundred square meters. Directly opposite the gate is a row of large houses, and behind the houses is a small hill. The walls of the houses bear the inscription:

"Fewer births, better births, a lifetime of happiness."

"How is it, Uncle? Isn't this place nice?"

"It's really nice, but I wonder how much it would cost to take it over."

"Let's talk about that later. Don't worry about the money, Uncle."

Lin Chuan currently has a huge sum of eight thousand yuan on hand, plus three thousand yuan from the system lottery. By any measure, that's enough. Even if it's not enough, he can exchange some more using his points.

The woman selling goods at this time was probably taking a nap, and no one bothered Lin Chuan and Lin He as they wandered around the courtyard.

The two chatted for half an hour, getting happier and happier as they talked, with Lin He putting his arm around Lin Chuan:

"Well done, Xiao Chuan. I didn't expect you to not only excel in your studies but also have such a keen eye for issues."

"Uncle, you have excellent taste."

This was Lin Chuan's sincere statement, and they shared almost the same views on many things.

Lin Chuan had seen it before and could only imitate it, while his uncle truly relied on his own judgment.

After discussing it, Uncle Lin Chuan walked back, and as soon as he stepped out, he saw two people he didn't expect.

Sun Cai, Yang Xiaoling.

Sun Cai is a doctor at the village clinic, nicknamed "One-Shot Doctor." Yang Xiaoling is Lin Chuan's ideal wife.

"Uncle, you go back first, I'll go check on the fourth team."

Lin He: "Huh?"

When they came out, they only saw the backs of two people riding bicycles, and did not see their faces. In Lin He's mind, Lin Chuan was still a student, and he did not think that Lin Chuan was looking for a wife.

Despite his doubts, he went back on his own.

Lin Chuan didn't care about Lin He at this moment. Although his uncle was good, no one could smell as sweet as his wife.

Although nothing is actually going on yet, he already considers Yang Xiaoling his wife.

In another month, he will drop out of school, and in another six months, in January 93, he will turn eighteen and be able to get married.

Although the national regulations stipulate that men should get married at 22 and women at 20, people in rural areas get married much earlier, often as young as 16 or 17, and at most they just don't register their marriage.

Turning eighteen was Lin Chuan's last act of defiance.

Before getting married, we need to cultivate our relationship and set an engagement date. If we think about it carefully, there's not much time left.

Before seeing Yang Xiaoling, he could only think about her and that was fine, but now that he saw her, Lin Chuan's distracting thoughts were like weeds that he couldn't stop, so he ran towards Yang Xiaoling's house.

Yang Xiaoling's home was in the fourth team, next to Qiaotouwan, called Lijiawan. Li Hui was from this village.

Lin Chuan followed his memory toward the Yang family home. When he arrived, Sun Cai was preparing to give Yang Xiaoling's father an IV drip.

Whether you're sick or not, he'll give you an IV drip first. That's Sun Cai's style, and that's where his nickname "Injection Master" comes from. And surprisingly, he's never caused any problems.

"Who are you? Lin Chuan?"

Lin Chuan was recognized by Yang Xiaoling as soon as he reached the door.