Opening wedding night: the delicate heroine is pregnant

At the Shen family, Shen Zhiyuan and Zeng Ya were sitting in the living room watching TV when they heard the phone ringing.

Zeng Ya glanced at Shen Zhiyuan: "It must be your call, you answer it."

When she was young, she was a literary and artistic soldier. Later, she worked in the city's art troupe. Now she is retired, but she is still graceful and elegant, and even her voice is soft and delicate.

It can be seen that she is well pampered.

Shen Zhi was far away from the phone and didn't want to move, so he acted coquettishly towards Zeng Ya: "Wife, can you take it? What if it's for you?"

Zeng Ya rolled her eyes at him. Shen Zhiyuan was just like that. He always let him answer the phone first and would not leave until he heard that it was for him.

Fortunately, the relationship between the two has always been good, and Zeng Ya is willing to accommodate him.

"Hello, who are you calling?" Zeng Ya picked up the phone.

"It's my sister-in-law."

Zeng Ya knew it was Jiang Huai as soon as she heard the voice: "Looking for Old Shen, right? Wait a minute."

Jiang Huai stopped the person on the phone: "Oh, no need, it's the same if I look for you today."

"Looking for me?" Zeng Ya was puzzled.

"Isn't it? Congratulations, you're going to be a grandmother! Oh, I don't even know when my boy will get married, and I have no place to hug my grandchildren."

"grandmother?"

"Yes, isn't Shen Xingzhou's wife pregnant? She's going to be a grandmother." Jiang Huai felt something was wrong as he spoke.

Hiss, these two people can’t be unaware of this!

Fortunately, Zeng Ya reacted quickly: "That's right, Shen Xingzhou is really a bad boy. He secretly married a wife and now they even have a child. My wish that I have been waiting for for so long has finally come true."

Although she didn't know what was going on, she had lived for decades. She had to learn about her son's marriage and the birth of children from other people. Isn't that just making a joke out of nothing?

Let’s get this matter resolved first.

When Shen Zhiyuan heard this, he immediately stood up from the sofa and stood next to the phone with his hands on his hips, not caring about being lazy or not.

Did he hear it right? What was going on? He was going to be a grandfather! ?

"Xingzhou is a boy with his own ideas. Who knew he could find a wife in that Shan'ao Village? What a wonderful fate." Jiang Huai felt relieved and then sighed.

Zeng Ya's face darkened when she heard this. It was fine if they were getting married secretly, but he just randomly found someone from the village. She didn't ask for Shen Xingzhou's marriage partner to have a good family background.

But at least the girl knows how to be well-mannered and behave decently when she goes out.

Now as a rural woman, she is really angry.

But for the sake of her reputation, she couldn't show it on the phone.

"Yes, Xingzhou has always had his own ideas since he was young. He never listens to others. You see, we were all very surprised when we found out about this!"

"Old Shen is right next to us. Do you want to talk to him?" Zeng Ya glared at Shen Zhiyuan, pushed the phone to him, and sat next to him sulking.

After a while, the two old guys finished chatting, and Shen Zhiyuan sat down next to Zeng Ya and put his arm around her shoulders.

"What's the matter? Haven't you always wanted to be a grandmother? Isn't this wish fulfilled?"

Zeng Ya twisted the hand on her shoulder away and said, "I only heard about my son's marriage from other people. This is the good son you gave birth to!"

"I have also invited the little girl from the Qian family to come to my house to play tomorrow, and I will tell her how great our boat is."

"Now it's all right. How am I going to explain this to others?"

"Whatever."

Shen Zhiyuan comforted her: "It's just that I asked the girl to come to my house to play, it doesn't mean anything wrong."

"Let the children decide for themselves. Don't worry about it. Look at you, you look so worried that wrinkles are forming on your face."

"What! Wrinkles!" Zeng Ya ran towards the room without thinking too much. Getting wrinkles was a big deal.

Let’s put aside the son and daughter-in-law for now.

Shen Xingzhou was so shocked by the news that he was going to be a father that he didn't sleep all night. On the other hand, Qin Feixue was not affected at all.

Stinky man, I’d rather not have him!

But she is pregnant now, and for the sake of the baby in her belly, it is definitely not possible to make so much tofu every day.

In the morning, Xiao Jin came to collect tofu again. This time, after moving the tofu, she called Xiao Jin directly.

"Xiao Jin, please go back and tell Captain Cheng that I'm pregnant and can't make tofu for the next few months."

"But I'm going to build a tofu factory and let everyone work together. Tell him to give me two days."

Xiao Jin was surprised and congratulated at first, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

At first I thought Qin Feixue was going to say she would never make tofu again.

Now this tofu has become a must-eat dish in every unit. If it is suddenly gone, he will cry to death.

Fortunately, it only takes a few days and it will pass if you endure it.

After Xiao Jin left, Qin Feixue looked at Yan Juan and asked her to help call the production team leader Liu Gang.

After a while, Liu Gang arrived, followed by a large group of people.

They all heard that she was going to open a tofu factory and came to join in the fun.

"Captain Liu, I'm pregnant now and can't make tofu, so I want to open a tofu factory. Please help me." Qin Feixue said frankly.

Liu Gang was surprised at first, because pregnancy is a happy event.

"Okay, okay, I have to take good care of myself when I'm pregnant, but how do I run this tofu factory?"

"Just find a few aunts and sisters-in-law who are willing to make tofu and learn with me." Qin Feixue said.

Liu Gang was silent for a moment: "I have no objection to opening a tofu factory, as long as the formalities are complete, but the location and staffing..."

"The location is in my yard, and everyone is voluntary, but you have to pay a few dollars in rent every month. The rent is not for me, but for the owner of the house."

Although this house was lent to Shen Xingzhou by his comrade, if he wanted to use it as a factory to make a profit, he would definitely have to pay rent.

The villagers looked at each other.

Someone raised a question: "How do we divide the money? Is it divided equally according to work points?"

Liu Gang glanced at Qin Feixue and said uncertainly: "Of course, we will divide it the same way as before."

The money earned by the factory run by the production team naturally belongs to the members of the production team.

But the money will not be distributed on the same day or in the same month.

Instead, they would wait until the autumn when the public grain was sold and then settle the accounts together, and then calculate the money based on the work points everyone had earned in the production team in that year.

You get paid based on how many work points you earn.

fair and just.

But everyone has their own ideas.

They know that not everyone can make tofu. Some people have learned from Qin Feixue for a long time but still can't figure it out.

It's not so easy to earn work points.

Besides, they will have to settle the score later, so why don’t they choose the simpler option of working in the fields?

What if the tofu is not made in the early stage and the work points cannot be recorded? Wouldn’t that be a waste of time?

Everyone soon lost interest, but because of Liu Gang, they did not leave immediately.

Qin Feixue saw what they were thinking, and she had already thought of a countermeasure before she made this proposal.

"We can treat tofu making as an assembly line. Each person only needs to master one process to ensure that the tofu can be made perfectly."

Everyone thought about it and it seemed to be true. Making tofu was difficult, but they had no problem with a certain process of making tofu.

Seeing that no one objected, Qin Feixue continued:

“Moreover, our tofu is sold directly to the supply and marketing cooperatives, and the money is settled on the same day.

So can we put aside the old ideas and just divide the money on the same day based on how much tofu we make and how much it is worth? "