Reborn in 1970, the chief’s wife wants a divorce

Zheng Shengli looked at Zhou Bingchen's back with helplessness on his face.

This guy Zhou Bingchen runs really fast. It seems that there is really nothing serious wrong with the body. If you leave the hospital two days early, there shouldn't be any big problems.

The headache comes from Dr. Zhang.

Dr. Zhang has good medical skills but a bad mouth.

Forget it, considering that Zhou Bingchen went home this time to save his wife, he, the old leader, could only bear Dr. Zhang's "venomous tongue" on behalf of Zhou Bingchen.

Zhao Zhenzhu didn't know that Zhou Bingchen was going home, and he had been focusing on her flower business these days.

He Bo was quite capable. He brought back a bag of rags from the county garment factory the next morning, weighing about sixty or seventy pounds.

"Sister, can you see if these can be used?" He Bo asked with a smile on his face.

He Bo no longer calls Zhao Zhenzhu "Sister Zhenzhu", but directly calls him "Sister".

He Bo felt that Zhao Zhenzhu was his biological sister, no, closer than his biological sister.

During this trip, He Bo sold all thirty watches and made more than 600 yuan.

In addition to the more than two hundred he earned last time, He Bo has already earned almost nine hundred in just three or four days.

In the past, He Bo could not even think about such a beautiful thing. The total wealth of the old He family was not even worth a hundred yuan.

Zhao Zhenzhu grabbed a handful of fabric from the bag He Bo opened and was shocked.

The rags in the bag were of various sizes, the big ones were about a foot long, and the small ones were only as wide as the width of a fingertip.

Didn't she tell He Bo before that he should at least have a piece of rag as wide as his palm? Did He Bo not listen?

Zhao Zhenzhu poured out all the rags in the bag. After tidying them up, she found that only one third was usable.

Zhao Zhenzhu's head is covered with black lines.

She had just praised He Bo for his reliability yesterday, but she didn't expect that he would do something so unreliable for her today.

"Sister, can't these be used? I...I saw the other day that your hair flower is made of floral cloth, and there are a lot of floral cloths in it." He Bo saw that Zhao Zhenzhu's face was not good-looking, and his face Shang's smile froze.

"This side is usable, but the one over there is not." Zhao Zhenzhu pointed at the two "hill bags" she had just picked out and said.

"Ah? Are there so many things that can't be used?" He Bo was anxious.

"The pile of rags on the left is too small. Although it can be made into hair ties after being spliced, it is time-consuming, thread-intensive, and unsightly. The pile on the right can be used. However, some parts are too dark in color and may be used as hair ties. It's not easy to sell after the circle." Zhao Zhenzhu shook her head and said.

"I was also dizzy. I should have poured it out and had a look." He Bo raised his hand and wiped away the cold sweat.

"Xiaobo, why did you buy it without even looking at it? By the way, how much did you spend on these rags?" Zhao Zhenzhu was unhappy.

Obviously, she had told He Bo what kind of rag to choose.

"Sister, this bag of rags was given by Liangzi's aunt for free." He Bo lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed.

He Bo felt that he was still too petty.

When He Bo heard that it was a free gift, He Bo was so excited that he completely forgot about what Zhao Zhenzhu had said before about how to choose fabrics.

"Free?" Zhao Zhenzhu was surprised.

"Aunt Liangzi said that there are many such scraps from garment factories, and they usually use them to burn fires." He Bo nodded and said.

Qingshan County Garment Factory is a large state-owned enterprise with more than 500 workers.

The production workshop operates two shifts, from eight o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock in the evening, and the machines roar non-stop all year round. Some of the clothes produced are supplied to large shopping malls in Haishi, and some are exported.

A large factory in this era is like a large community, with not only production workshops, dormitories and canteens, but also kindergartens and bathhouses.

The bathhouse needs a boiler to provide hot water 24 hours a day.

You need to buy coal to burn the boiler, which costs a lot of money all year round.

There are a lot of rags in the garment factory, and the rags are mixed with coal and burned together, which is also a good fuel. Over the course of a year, you can save a lot of money on coal.

Therefore, many rags in the waste warehouse of clothing factories are burned in boilers. Only pieces of cloth that are more than one foot long will be picked out and sold to the factory's employees at a low price.

Yu Mingliang's aunt Yu Hongying is the deputy director of the Qingshan County Garment Factory, and her husband works in a government department. This time, among the watches that He Bo sent to the county for sale, there were two from Yu Hongying's family.

When Yu Hongying went to Yu Mingliang's house to pick up the goods, He Bo asked Yu Mingliang to ask for help. He wanted to go to the clothing factory to buy some rags.

Yu Hongying said directly: "You and my Liangzi have such a close relationship, how can I ask for your money if you want a rag? Come on, let's move with my aunt."

After He Bo followed Yu Hongying to the factory, Yu Hongying asked the warehouse manager of the rag warehouse to drag out a bag of rag heads for He Bo to take away.

He Bo thought that there was no need to look through the cloth for free, so he would take it home and show it to Zhao Zhenzhu first.

Zhao Zhenzhu was speechless after hearing He Bo's explanation.

The rags that were too tattered were stored in the warehouse of the clothing factory and could be used as fuel for boilers. He Bo moved them back, which was useless and a waste of effort.

"He Bo, you go to the county town the day after tomorrow and ask your friend's aunt if you can spend some money to wrap up the rags in the warehouse of the clothing factory. We will pick up the useful ones and transport them back, and keep the useless ones. They serve as fuel." Zhao Zhenzhu thought for a while and immediately had an idea.

"Sister, Liangzi's aunt asked me to move directly to her next time. No money is required." He Bo said weakly.

He Bo couldn't figure it out. Why did Zhao Zhenzhu have to spend money to buy the rags when he could get them for free? It’s not like burning too much money.

"Xiao Bo, do you think I am wasting money?" Zhao Zhenzhu saw through He Bo's thoughts at a glance and asked.

He Bo nodded fiercely.

"Xiaobo, some money cannot be saved. Now, our hair ties are not on sale yet. You can go to the clothing factory and ask your friend's aunt for one or two packs of rags. You can get them when our hair ties are sold. After that, if you ask for it again, will you still get it?" Zhao Zhenzhen saw the look of contemplation on He Bo's face and continued to teach:

"Sometimes, things that cost nothing are the most expensive. Picking out a pack of useful rags only costs two or three yuan at most. If you ask your friend's aunt for nothing, do you owe her a favor? ? If she asks you to help her with something in the future, you can’t help but, right?"

He Bo understood this time and nodded sharply.

Yu Hongying was willing to give He Bo rags for free because he wanted He Bo to sell some hot commodities next time. He would think of her and say hello to her, so as not to be late like this time. Didn't buy a watch.

He Bo thought at that time, he is selling things anyway, who is not selling? If Yu Hongying wants to buy it, he can still have more customers!

After being analyzed by Zhao Zhenzhu, He Bo felt that he was still superficial.

Indeed, it is easy to owe money, just pay it back. It's hard to repay the favor you owe.