Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

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Fan Suzhen glanced at her: "Indeed, your father has that authority. The proposal from above was put forward by Director Fang of the Forestry Bureau, who was your grandfather's student. But the specific implementation still depends on your father's opinion. The bureau sent people to come and see, and if they thought it was acceptable, then it was decided."

Lu Yao didn't show any expression, but couldn't help asking:

Where are you planning to build the factory?

"It's that open space behind your village, at the foot of Rabbit Ridge. It's close to the mountain, so it's easy to get materials and transport them out. Let's build a few simple factory buildings first, buy two band saws, and hire a group of loggers, then start doing it slowly."

Ding Mei listened intently and interjected, asking:

"How many people would we need to hire?"

Fan Suzhen counted on her fingers:

"The initial plan is to recruit about ten people from the west. The workers will be recruited from your Jiapigou and several nearby villages, with priority given to educated youth, children of poor and lower-middle peasants, and those with good class backgrounds."

She paused, then looked at Lu Yao with a joyful expression:

"Your uncle said that the deputy director of this factory will be someone from your Jiapigou village. Xiao Lu, you are literate, good at accounting, and you are also the militia company commander, so you have prestige in the village. That's why your uncle recommended you."

Lu Yao didn't respond, waiting for Fan Suzhen to continue.

Having lived a full life, I am very composed and cannot be easily swayed by others' emotions.

Fan Suzhen added, "The factory director is an experienced comrade sent by the bureau; he's technically skilled. The deputy director is in charge of recruitment, logistics, and village coordination—perfect for you. The monthly salary is 12.5 yuan, plus subsidies, which is much better than earning work points in the production team."

Yuan Shumei looked at Lu Yao, then at her mother, and asked:

"So, who decides on the hiring process?"

"Of course the bureau has regulations, but the deputy factory director has the authority to decide who to hire and who not to hire. Lu Yao is the deputy factory director, so he has the final say on this matter."

Ding Mei was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

Before the wedding even took place, Lu Yao got a promotion with such a high salary. Isn't this a double celebration?

A monthly salary of just over ten yuan, the title of deputy factory director, and the power to recruit workers... Isn't this a windfall?

But Lu Yao didn't think so. There's an old saying: "If something falls from the sky, it's either a hole or a well."

He remained calm and composed: "Auntie, how come such a good thing fell to me?"

Fan Suzhen laughed too: "It's all because your uncle thinks highly of you. He said you're capable, and Jiapigou has been stagnant for years, so someone needs to lead it forward. Besides, you and Shumei are friends, and he's dealt with you a few times, so he trusts you."

Lu Yao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Fan Suzhen added, "Your uncle said that after you get married and the first month of the lunar calendar is over, he will bring people to choose a site and finalize things. At that time, you should put in a lot of effort to build the factory; it will be a good thing for Jiapigou."

She looked at Ding Mei again and said with a smile:

"Your husband will be the deputy factory director from now on, and you'll be proud of him."

Ding Mei blushed slightly, lowered her head, and rubbed her clothes with a smile, as if she felt proud of herself.

Fan Suzhen added that she came to calculate the cost of building the factory so she could report back to Yuan Hai.

So I'll be staying for a while, and I'll take advantage of that time to attend Lu Yao and Ding Mei's wedding.

They also said that Yuan Hai would definitely come.

Lu Yao sat for a while longer, exchanged a few polite words, and then came out.

Ding Mei followed him out, took his hand, and whispered:

"Tuwazi, you've become the deputy factory director! That's great!"

Lu Yao patted her head without saying anything.

He knew perfectly well that Yuan Hai was not related to him at all, so why would he give him such a good opportunity?

He earns more than ten yuan a month as deputy factory director, with the power to recruit workers. Even in the county town, people would fight tooth and nail for such a position.

It just happened to me so suddenly.

As Fan Suzhen just mentioned, this project was decided by a leader surnamed Fang from above.

It was specifically mentioned that he was a student of Yuan Tianshu.

Her expression was a little strange.

Moreover, Lu Yao, with his keen observation skills, noticed that Fan Suzhen had marks on her neck indicating that she had been pinched.

The bruises have faded, but you can still see the marks of fingers.

Yuan Hai and her husband shouldn't have fought so hard, right?

In short, Lu Yao has developed a habit over the years: when bad things happen, don't be too pessimistic, and when good things happen, think about the "whys" more often.

Ding Mei and I returned to her current room.

As soon as she entered the door, Ding Mei clung to Lu Yao's neck again:

"Manager Lu, I'd like to work at your wood factory. Is that alright?"

Lu Yao laughed and said, "We won't go to work in that small factory. I'll support you."

Ding Mei twisted her body:

"No, no, I want to go to work, I want to support myself!"

Lu Yao laughed and said, "Little Mei, we'll have our own factory in the future. A true hero doesn't make money within limits. We're not going, and neither am I!"

"What?"

Ding Mei initially thought Lu Yao was joking with her.

Now that I heard he wasn't going either, I let go of his neck and he fell off.

"What? You're not going to be a factory manager either? That'd be 12.5 yuan a month! Isn't that way more work points than being a militia company commander?"

Lu Yao pulled a thick stack of ten-yuan notes from the pocket of his military satchel:

"Little Meizi, ten yuan a year is one hundred and eighty yuan. How long do you think it would take to earn that?"

Ding Mei still seemed worried, and quickly stuffed the money back into Lu Yao's schoolbag:

"Tuwazi, going out to sell leather is speculation and profiteering. Now you're the militia company commander, and Yang Shouye is afraid of you, so it's fine. But if the higher-ups investigate, you'll be in big trouble! We're not going to take that risk. Lu Yao, listen to me, go and become the factory manager. They didn't say you couldn't continue being the militia company commander. Can't you earn two salaries at once?"

Lu Yao was surprised that so much money didn't sway Ding Mei; her first thought was for her safety.

I couldn't help but sigh.

In her previous life, Ding Mei treated her badly, perhaps because she didn't love her.

Judging from her tense expression, she was genuinely worried!

Lu Yao nodded:

"Okay, Xiao Meizi, I promise you, from now on everything will be done through normal channels, and I won't go out and sell myself anymore."

"Will you really listen to me?"

Ding Mei was genuinely worried.

She was afraid that Lu Yao, that stubborn guy, was just going through the motions and would continue to do things his own way.

Lu Yao also knew that he couldn't tell her everything anymore.

He made her worry for no reason.

Afraid that she would start nagging endlessly, I quickly changed the subject:

"Alright, I understand. I won't let you worry anymore. Now, it's time for you to do what a wife should do."

"I'm doing what a wife should do. I advise you to walk the right path. As the old saying goes, 'A virtuous wife in the home will prevent her husband from getting into trouble.'"

Lu Yao laughed heartily: "There's an old saying: 'A wife as beautiful as a fairy is hard to cure even with goji berries!'"

"What do you mean?"

"I just need to release my stock of old kidneys!"

As he spoke, he pushed Ding Mei down onto the kang (a heated brick bed), grabbed her waistband with both hands, and pulled her pants down:

"Come on, let's have a checkup!"

Startled, Ding Mei screamed and crawled into the kang (a heated brick bed).