Chapter 321

Because Pei Jing was in a hurry to leave, Zhi Xia let Sister Zhang stay and help clean up, while she went home first.

At the door, Zhi Xia was stopped by An ZhiAng, "Little sister, where did you get that sobering medicine? Do you have a lot left?"

Zhi Xia instantly understood his intention, "There's still quite a bit left, do you need some?"

This medicine was specially made by the genius doctor sister, not only for sobering up but also for nourishing the stomach, which happens to help alleviate the burden on the body from drinking too much.

"It's not for me, I can't drink much in the army either. Liu Jun asked me to help him ask," This is good stuff, and he had already experienced the benefits himself.

After returning home, Zhi Xia found that Pei JianGuo and Pei Shuangshuang were also there.

Ever since Wang Yue's divorce, Pei Shuangshuang had rarely come to this side. Zhi Xia didn't expect her to come for her fourth brother's wedding too.

Pei Xiang had already gotten married two years ago. Although it wasn't a shotgun wedding, her husband's family didn't have many houses, so the couple lived with Pei Yong. At that time it made her sister-in-law very happy.

But Pei Shuangshuang was already 26, yet Zhi Xia hadn't heard anything about her dating.

But then again, they weren't close, so even if Shuangshuang was dating, she herself might not know.

She still had to maintain politeness on the surface. Zhi Xia greeted them, then asked Pei Jing, "Weren't you going to leave? Have you finished packing?"

Although she really wanted him to stay a little longer, she was even more unwilling to let him travel at night.

"Done." Pei Jing stood up and said to Pei JianGuo, "Do you want to go back? I can give you a ride on the way."

He also knew that Zhi Xia didn't get along with them, so there was no need to let them stay and cause trouble for her.

"Don't hold little uncle up, I rode my bike here. I'll take Shuangshuang home later," Pei JianGuo said. From beginning to end, Pei Shuangshuang didn't say a word, always standing slightly behind Pei JianGuo.

When she thought about it carefully, it was no wonder that the distance grew between Guo Momo and Pei JianGuo.

Because PingAn was born prematurely and disabled, and Guo Momo herself also lost the ability to have children, Pei JianGuo as a father actually still loved the culprit Pei Shuangshuang. No wonder anyone would have a hard time accepting that.

After the siblings left, Zhi Xia said, "Pei JianGuo is quite respectful to you. Usually when you're not home, those two don't even come to the door."

Pei Jing sighed, "Don't ridicule me, I just happened to run into them and chatted for a few sentences. By the way, how is PingAn doing? Can he walk now?"

"He can walk now, but he still can't speak, only make simple syllables." And this was after taking medicine and showing some improvement. Before, he couldn't even cry out, at least now he could make sounds.

After the couple chatted for a while, Pei Jing left after the children came back.

Two months later, Zhi Xia finally received the money he sent, a whole half sack, looking quite spectacular.

In December, snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and the radio crackled and couldn't pick up any sound.

Pei ChenYe came in from outside, and brought in the newspaper from the door.

"What's all the commotion outside about?" This year was an icy winter, and Zhi Xia wrapped herself tightly in clothes against the cold.

"They seem to be talking about some kind of reform and opening up policy," ChenYe handed the newspaper to Zhi Xia, "Here, take a look, it's written in the newspaper."

Although she had expected this, Zhi Xia was still happy to actually hear the news, eyes curving into crescents.

At the start of school, there were already people openly doing business at the school gates. In just one short month, a street of snacks had taken shape.

While buying fried dough sticks, Zhi Xia ran into Wu Lei. With him was a lanky teenage boy, his son Wu Xiaohua, who had a somewhat shy demeanor.

Wu Lei's wife had cheated on him and even used his money to support her lover. In his anger he had broken the man's legs, and as a result went to jail for several years.

At the time, worried that there would be no one to take care of his son after he went to jail, she didn't expose her affair. She thought his wife would at least be able to take care of their child, but unexpectedly, after getting out of jail he learned that Zhang Lin had run away long ago.

At that time Wu Xiaohua was fortunately helped by Zhi Xia's family, who let him work at an orphanage and grow up safely.

After Wu Lei found Wu Xiaohua, they were ostracized because of his time in jail. Right when news of the reform and opening up policy came, he sold his house cheaply.

Having heard Zhi Xia mention Jincheng before, and with nowhere to go, he brought his son to this city. He then spent money to learn skills from a master for half a month before opening a breakfast place here.

He didn't expect to run into Zhi Xia here so coincidentally, since she was attending university here. He had just opened for business a few days before running into his son's benefactor.

Thinking back to when they first met, he was still Director Wu of Lingjiang Food Factory. Thanks to the green bean cake recipe she gave him, it brought him good fortune for a period. Now meeting again, she was a college student while he was a reformed convict. Life really does toy with people.

He blamed himself for being too impulsive back then, ruining himself and his son.

Meeting an old friend again, Zhi Xia was also filled with emotion.

Returning home, Wan Qing was tying Yue Ya's hair in the yard. Zhi Xia knew Hu Zhou must have come over.

"Mom, look how pretty I tied it!" Wan Qing's eyes curved into crescents when she smiled, vaguely resembling Zhi Xia's looks, but mostly like Pei Jing's.

"Beautiful, my daughter is so capable." Zhi Xia praised her, and saw Hu Zhou when she went inside.

Zhi Xia poured herself a glass of water and sat across from him, "Just happened I have something I want to discuss with you."

Hu Zhou had been sitting with his legs crossed, and hurried to sit properly when he saw her come back, "Sis An, what is it?"

"Making money." Zhi Xia put the glass on the table and asked him, "After the news of reform and opening up, you saw the changes happening on every street. Do you have any other ideas?"

Hu Zhou thought about it seriously, then tentatively asked with knitted brows, "Does Sis An mean opening a shop?"

Although it was also a good way to make money, he felt that for now it wouldn't make more than profiteering from grain.

Unfortunately Sis An always kept grain prices very low. If the prices could be higher, just considering the second half of last year, the money they earned would certainly have been several times more than now.

Moreover, she required that the grain that left her hands could not be resold at high prices, offending quite a few people because of it.

It wasn't unreasonable for Hu Zhou to think this way, since many black marketeers made money like that.

Later it was the government's relief grain that improved the situation somewhat.

"Not opening a shop, opening a factory," Zhi Xia said.

Hu Zhou's spirit lifted, then hesitantly said, "I'm afraid that won't work. Opening a small shop they probably won't interfere with, but opening a factory would be competing with the state, right?"

After all, for now all factories were state-owned enterprises. They hadn't heard of private factories being approved.

"Of course it can't be opened in Jincheng." Zhi Xia clearly knew the direction of the future, and had long made plans in preparation for this moment.

Next, the country would establish four special economic zones to initially implement the open policy to attract foreign businesses.

This was a great opportunity. To make money, they would have to be at the forefront of the times.