Switched Marriage: The Coddled Little Wife-Chapter 400: Hello, 1987!

Mrs. Qin’s complexion instantly changed as she too thought of this aspect and subconsciously glanced towards Zhang Guilan and Lin Chuxia.

According to local customs, married daughters should not return to their parents’ home for the Spring Festival.

Even if they had to return home for some reason, they should not be present at their parental home on New Year’s Eve, as it was believed to "step on" the blessings of her brothers for the coming year.

By evening, the courtyard was strewn with sesame stalks, symbolizing a rising fortune.

Zhang Guilan and Lin Chuxia were both aware of this belief but voiced their disagreement.

"Juanzi, those words are alienating; remember, from now on you are a part of the Qin Family."

"Yes, elder sister, we’re all your kin, and how could family concern themselves with these baseless superstitions? If you keep feeling like an outsider, that’s what truly hurts the hearts of your relatives."

Mrs. Qin’s eyes were already reddening. She pained for her daughter but took solace in having daughters-in-law who were understanding and genuinely did not disdain her.

Qin Juan held back her tears and nodded firmly, "I understand, I was overthinking it."

In her 8 years of marriage to Zhang Wenbin, she had always been extremely cautious, for fear of upsetting her mother-in-law.

Yet in this home, whether it was her parents, brothers, or sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law, none had ever looked down on her.

Qin Juan finally realized what true kinship was.

Little Zhuangzhuang, being particularly good at reading the room, grabbed Ningning and ran outside, "Let’s go, let’s go set off firecrackers."

Lin Chuxia also took Qin Juan by the hand, "Come on, let’s go have a look."

Qin Juan smiled and nodded, "Sure, let’s go have a look."

This year, Qin Yang specifically bought whistling rockets in the city.

Qin Yang handed out one to everyone; when the fuse was lit, it shot up with a whoosh and burst open midair, showering the sky with colors; truly beautiful to behold.

Zhuangzhuang and Little Ningning were hopping and clapping joyously.

Lin Chuxia, listening to the intermittent sounds of firecrackers from afar and watching this heartwarming scene.

Another new year had arrived.

Hello, 1987!

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On the fifth day after the New Year, after eating the Day Breaker dumplings, the village loudspeaker suddenly started broadcasting, calling for all the villagers to attend a community meeting.

During the production team era, the loudspeaker was busiest around the holidays.

Whether it was dividing this or that or mobilizing the team members for temporary tasks, everything depended on the loudspeaker announcements.

Ever since the household contract responsibility system was implemented, and the land was in the hands of the farmers themselves, who made their own decisions, the role of the production team dwindled.

Especially during the festive season, when it was typically the quietest period.

However, ever since the establishment of Xiyang Food Factory, chicken farms, and pig farms in Qin Family Village, the villagers reached a consensus.

When the village chief calls, one must attend.

In no time, one by one, they gathered at the grain drying yard in front of the team headquarters.

The winter sun in the afternoon was warm, and everyone, wearing new cotton clothes made for the festival, huddled with hands in their pockets, exchanged New Year’s greetings, and were curious about the village chief’s summons.

At this moment, the village chief was still inside the house with other village cadres. Lin Chuxia, Qin Yang, Qin Han, and Qin Jiang were also there.

This community meeting had already been planned before the festival.

Lin Chuxia intended to promote vegetable greenhouses in Qin Family Village, a concept that was not only novel but also not a simple endeavor.

First, the initial investment for the vegetable greenhouses needs to be addressed—it’s no small sum. Without seeing any return yet, it is nearly impossible to expect villagers to commit such an amount to invest in the greenhouses.

Even if some people are willing to take the risk, just a few households participating is not what they wanted to see.

Lin Chuxia has decided that for the villagers participating in the construction of the vegetable greenhouses, she will front the first year’s investment.

That’s also why she wanted to open an agricultural supply store in Qin Family Village.

While waiting for the villagers, Lin Chuxia took this opportunity to share her idea with the village chief.

Qin Shusen’s eyes lit up, and he smacked his thigh, "That’s a great idea! I’ve been worrying these past few days—what if the agricultural supply store in town doesn’t have what we need?" He didn’t want to always go to Lin Chuxia for solutions.

If they had their own agricultural supply store in the village, and it was run by Lin Chuxia, wouldn’t they have everything they needed on hand?

With all future concerns alleviated, Qin Shusen had even more confidence in the upcoming village assembly.

When the time came, and outside was already crowded with people, Qin Shusen stepped onto the raised platform at the end of the grain-drying yard and started with some good news.

For him, it was good news; for the thousands of villagers of Qin Family Village gathered in the grain drying yard, it was also good news.

Lin Chuxia did not expect such an enthusiastic response from the villagers; every face lit up with excitement upon hearing Qin Shusen’s words.

There were continual glances towards Lin Chuxia and the Qin Family members beside her.

Even whispers from nearby villagers could be overhead.

"I’ve heard about these vegetable greenhouses before, never expected Mr. Lin to lead our whole village in growing greenhouse vegetables, that’s really showing us a path to wealth."

"Indeed, that’s true, but Second Qin’s wife has never farmed vegetables before; can she really lead everyone in doing this?"

"Can she do it? Just look at what she’s done, what’s not to like? I don’t care about the others, but I’m in for sure. She’s taking care of the initial investment; what’s there to hesitate about?"

"She may be taking care of the initial investment, but we still have to pay it back eventually. What if we lose money? Won’t we be neck-deep in debt?"

"Following them, even if I end up neck-deep in debt, I’ll accept it."

Lin Chuxia, standing by the side: /ᐠ-˕-マⳊ

Absolutely no need.

The village chief continued speaking, aside from discussing the planting of the vegetable greenhouses themselves, the main point was to solicit the willingness of everyone.

Farming, after all, should be voluntary.

Although Qin Shusen very much hoped that all villagers would participate, there were risks involved since it was their first attempt; so in the end, it was still based on the principle of voluntariness.

Those willing to grow in the greenhouses fell into two scenarios.

One was to invest on their own; the village would provide technical support for free, and once the vegetables were grown, they could also sell them independently.

Another scenario was for those without the funds to invest. Not only would the village provide technical support, but Xiyang Food Company would also front the initial investment.

After the vegetables had grown, Xiyang Food Company would have the priority right to purchase them.

This essentially resolved all concerns for the future.

Of course, when Xiyang Food Company would purchase the vegetables, the cost of the initial investment would also be deducted to settle the accounts.

"Everyone can discuss it with your families, and when you’ve made a decision, if you want Xiyang Food Company to invest, come to the brigade to sign an agreement."

As soon as Qin Shusen finished speaking, someone in the crowd shouted, "Village chief, no need to discuss, can I sign that agreement right now?"

Qin Shusen said with a smile, "Qin San, aren’t you afraid that if you don’t discuss it with your wife, she won’t let you into bed?"

That person chuckled, "I’m not afraid, this was my wife’s idea to begin with. She said there’s no going wrong following Mr. Lin, and she’s worried we might miss out on a quota if we wait too long. She told me to sign up quickly. Village chief, I’ve made up my mind, I won’t regret it."

Following his remark, a few more people echoed, "Village chief, we’ve also made up our minds, can we sign the agreement now to have a peaceful New Year?"

"Just so, village chief, such good news should have been told to us earlier in the year, so we could buy an extra couple pounds of meat for the New Year..."