"Let's not talk about money for now, Second Sister-in-law," Zhao Qingsong listened for a long time and said, "Wait until Xiaorong inquires here. Let's see what they say first. I remember that banks now have business loans. We can do it ourselves.
If you can’t raise that much money at once, you can consider a bank loan at that time.”
As soon as Zhao Qingsong finished speaking, Li Minhong nodded: "Hey, I didn't even think of it. I was playing chess with an old friend before, and I seemed to have heard such a comment. As soon as you mentioned it, I was a little impressed. The bank is now lending
The policy is quite good.”
Hope gradually lit up in Li Xuanzhi's eyes. If he could borrow money and find suitable building materials contractors, then the factory's problems would be solved quickly.
After thinking for a moment, he agreed with Zhao Qingsong's statement, and then said to Li Rong: "Xiao Rong, I'll trouble you first about this matter."
"Hey, we are all a family. Second brother, you should tell me earlier so that we can all work out a solution together. If there is anything that we can't get through as a family," Li Rong said it sincerely.
"That's right," Li's mother also chimed in, "Looking at Meihua, who has been so anxious and angry with you during this time, she doesn't dare to tell us that she has lost a lot of weight now. Forget about being stubborn, she still doesn't know how to take care of her daughter-in-law.
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The things that were pressing in his heart came to light, and Li Xuanzhi was no longer as desperate as before. After hearing Li's mother's words, he looked at his wife.
Thinking of how she had worried with him without any complaints during this period, and how he had made the other party uncomfortable more than once due to disagreements, but Lin Meihua did not blame him, Li Xuanzhi looked moved: "I am sorry for Meihua.
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In front of so many people, including several younger siblings and parents, Lin Meihua felt a little embarrassed by Li Xuanzhi's eyes, so she looked away and said nothing.
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After dinner, everyone went back to their homes.
On the way back, Li Rong told Zhao Qingsong: "You are also as stubborn as my second brother. When you return to the village, I won't be around, so I won't know many things. You have to take the initiative. If anything happens,
Tell me more, don't keep everything to yourself, do you hear me?"
"Okay," Zhao Qingsong agreed to everything Li Rong said. As for whether what he did was what he said, he would not guarantee.
During Zhao Qingsong's stay in the capital, he was mainly waiting to eat Li Ruizhi's wedding wine. Now that the wedding is over, Zhao Qingsong is also preparing to return to the village.
During this period, Zhao Qingyang was in charge of the pear trees at home. Regarding the planting of pear trees and when to do what, Zhao Qingsong taught Zhao Qingyang without reservation. This time, Zhao Qingyang was asked to manage it at home.
Zhao Qingsong's heart was completely in his stomach.
For Zhao Qingyang, it is not difficult to fertilize the pear trees at this time of spring, and he will not find it difficult when they bloom and bear fruit. The real difficulty is how to sell them and how to make money from them.
Zhao Qingsong went to the capital to celebrate the New Year and called home to ask Zhao Qingyang to take care of the pear trees. At that time, Zhao Qingyang was a little panicked, thinking that Zhao Qingsong did not plan to return to the village to plant pear trees.
Knowing that Zhao Qingsong was just Zhao Qingyang who came back late, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Qingsong has no intention of planting pear trees in the village. In the past few years, he has been taking care of Zhao Qingyang. He also saved them until the time is right, just like when he gave up the pig farm to Song Xianping, he gave up the pear mountain to Zhao Qingyang.
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These are the plans that Zhao Qingsong has made in his heart. As for whether they will change in the future, Zhao Qingsong himself is not sure. He can only say that he should do things well at the moment.
Life is only a few decades, and there are so many things to do. There is no saying that if you work for a lifetime, you will be able to do it for a lifetime.
A few days ago, Li Rong and the others told An An that Zhao Qingsong was going to return to Dajiang Village, mainly because they wanted An An to accept it slowly, otherwise the little guy wouldn't be able to adapt to it on the day before leaving.
After getting off the bus, Zhao Qingsong's family of three walked on the road.
An An was carried by Zhao Qingsong and was very reluctant to leave: "When dad comes home, do we have to wait until the Chinese New Year to see each other?"
"Um."
An An sighed like a little adult and lay on Zhao Qingsong's shoulder.
"Okay, kid, don't frown all the time. Isn't there a phone at home? Can't you just call dad when you miss him?" Li Rong comforted her.
The little guy looked at Li Rong, his face full of distress: "Mom, you don't understand, this is a matter between us men."
Li Rong looked at the little guy's annoyed look and didn't know what he was thinking. She revealed it ruthlessly: "Isn't it because dad is back home? No one will secretly buy you soda and spicy sticks."
The little guy's face turned red and he retorted in a low voice: "No..."
Then he turned his head.
The little guy is now more and more concerned about his face. Li Rong rubbed his head: "Oh, if you want to eat, you can tell your mother. It's not like your mother won't let you eat. Why are you so shy with your own mother?"
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Li Rong always remembered Li Xuanzhi's incident and called Ran Qingqing the next day.
I was surprised to receive a call from Li Rong on the opposite side, and I was very excited at the same time: "Are my clothes ready?"
"Not yet... I have finished the manuscript. Is Xiaobao's mother free tomorrow?"
"I'm free, I must be free," it was quiet for a while, and then the voice came out again, "Xiaobao and the others will go to school tomorrow, and Xiaobao is always clamoring to go to your house to play with An'an. How about this, after school in the afternoon, I will pick him up.
Xiaobao, by the way, help you send An An back."
Just as Li Rong was about to speak, Ran Qingqing suddenly asked: "Will this disturb you too much? They have school in the afternoon, so you should be off work, right?"
"It doesn't matter. It's all at my house anyway, and it won't take long to show you the manuscript. By the way," Li Rong paused and said with a smile, "My husband will be home in two days. In the past few days,
I'll cook, and you can stay and eat together when the time comes. The food I cook is pretty good."
"Okay," Ran Qingqing agreed directly. Li Rong actually invited her over for dinner. Ran Qingqing was very happy. She felt that between good sisters, you come to my house for dinner and I go to your house for dinner.
Li Rong was good-looking, had a good temperament, was knowledgeable and capable. Ran Qingqing had wanted to be friends with her for a long time, but apart from being the mother of the child and Li Rong making clothes in the middle, they had no more interactions.
Now that Li Rong has extended the invitation, she is not happy.
Before picking up Xiaobao from school, Ran Qingqing spent a long time picking out clothes and dressing up.
The method Li Rong told her when they first met, Ran Qingqing started doing it when she got home. She no longer wore heavy makeup, and her face gradually improved a lot.
When they arrived at Li Rong's house, Ran Qingqing specially thanked Li Rong: "If you hadn't told me, I might have made the powder thicker and thicker, and by then, my face might have rotted away."
Li Rong smiled: "Thank you for your willingness to believe me. Even if some people say it, they may not do it according to what I say. If you do it and get good changes, you deserve it."