The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

Hearing this, Xu Xiufang obediently took a few steps back and watched the green peppers and beef in the pot jumping and blending under the catalysis of the flames, giving off a mouth-watering aroma. Even though she was not hungry, the tempting smell aroused her appetite.

“Do they have a good work attitude?”

What Xu Xiufang asked was about the performance of the brothers under Wang Degui.

These people have been in jail for past mistakes and may be somewhat unruly in character.

"Not bad," a faint sneer appeared on Xie Yi's lips, as if he had some reservations about what happened today.

Xu Xiufang sensitively captured her husband's subtle emotional changes. Her curiosity was instantly ignited, and a barely perceptible excitement flashed in her eyes.

Just by looking at Xie Yi's expression, she knew that those people must have tried some tricks, but were ultimately dealt with skillfully by Xie Yi.

Xie Yi glanced at her sideways and laughed in his heart: Every time something happens, are you always so happy to see it happen?

Xu Xiufang seemed to have sensed his thoughts and quickly put on an indignant expression, "Are they disrespecting you? How are they bullying you? I will teach them a lesson tomorrow!"

Her words fully revealed the love a wife has for her son.

Xie Yi couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. He put the stir-fried green pepper beef on a plate, then gently picked up a piece with chopsticks, blew it carefully to cool it down, and brought it to his wife's lips, "Slowly, it's a little hot."

Xu Xiufang slightly opened her red lips and gently took it. As she chewed it carefully, her taste buds were awakened by the unique fragrance. She nodded with satisfaction and gave him a thumbs up, praising him, "It's delicious!"

Xie Yi's smile grew brighter, and he turned around to continue cooking while bringing the topic back on track: "They didn't do anything serious, they were just a little lax. Maybe they heard that they were here to help me, so they were a little casual and wanted to get close to me."

Xu Xiufang raised her eyebrows, as if she had expected this result. "Is everything settled?"

"What do you think?"

Xie Yi glanced sideways, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, as if silently asking: Are you questioning my ability to handle problems?

Xu Xiufang responded with a mischievous smile, her eyes full of trust and pride.

Xie Yi also laughed, and then detailed the progress of the day's work: "Today we went out together to collect waste. This part is relatively simple. They have already mastered the types of items that need to be recycled and how to estimate their prices. Starting tomorrow, I will teach them how to sort the waste. Once they have mastered it, we can arrange for two people to go out in a group to collect waste, and the other two people will be responsible for sorting and organizing at home."

"Yes," Xu Xiufang nodded in agreement, satisfied with the work assignment. "Once word of mouth is established, more people will come to sell their waste products. Then the efficiency and profits will increase."

Just like this, the two of them planned every step for the future in the kitchen with curling smoke and accompanied by the aroma of the dishes. It was a plain and real taste of life, and also an indescribable happiness and satisfaction.

"Yes," Xie Yi said as he gently closed the lid of the pot of stewed chicken. There was a sly light in his eyes, and he deliberately stretched out his tone and said, "Wife, guess what good things I got outside today?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiufang immediately looked up from her needlework, her voice full of anticipation for a surprise.

She knew that her husband's tone always contained those pleasant little secrets.

"A porcelain plate," Xie Yi said slowly, with a smug smile on his face, "and it's from the Ming Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Xu Xiufang's eyes suddenly lit up with disbelief, and her surprise was beyond words.

She looked at Xie Yi, her heart filled with joy at this unexpected gain.

When they were in Xiaoxi Village in the past, they studied antique identification together under dim light. Although those days were hard, they were also warm and fulfilling.

Xu Xiufang never had any doubt about Xie Yi's ability to identify.

"Where did you put it? Let me see it quickly."

Xu Xiufang couldn't wait to ask.

"I left it in my room, thinking that after we've finished enjoying our delicious dinner, you can carefully return it to our space for safekeeping. I've carefully cleaned it to make sure it's spotless."

Xie Yi's words were full of love and care.

Xu Xiufang smiled slightly. Although she had collected many antiques, she still maintained her childlike curiosity.

"Did someone sell it to you? Or did you find it in some obscure corner?"

she asked with interest.

"Hey, I didn't buy it," Xie Yi said, unable to help but chuckle, recalling the funny scene during the day, "That family had no idea that the treasure in their hands was priceless, and they actually used it to feed the chickens! What a coincidence, when we passed by, a naughty chicken kicked over the plate. I saw this as an opportunity, so I spent ten dollars and easily took it. That family still felt that they made a profit."

When Xu Xiufang heard this, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, and she thought: This really is pie falling from the sky!

However, in this era, although antiques are precious, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are far less valuable than a full meal.

"Oh, by the way, wife," Xie Yi changed the subject, as if there were more surprises, "We also received an old TV today."

"TV set?"

Xu Xiufang was a little surprised.

At that time, not many families could own a television, let alone a broken one.

"Yes, there is also a broken radio," Xie Yi added, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness, "I roughly checked and found that these two items can still be used after repair. If I resell them, I should be able to make a profit!"

After hearing this, Xu Xiufang secretly admired it.

In their line of work, waste recycling is a big deal. As long as you are willing, there are business opportunities everywhere.

Obviously, Xie Yi has a unique vision and keen sense of smell in this regard.

However, just as Xu Xiufang was immersed in her admiration for Xie Yi, a sudden thought made her look up abruptly, "Can you repair a TV?"

In this era when televisions were still a novelty, few people could master this skill.

Xie Yi nodded confidently, a soft gleam of memories flashing in his eyes.

"Before I met you, I wanted to learn a skill that would support me. I remember it was in the 1960s, when I followed Brother Jiang into the city and accidentally saw someone repairing a TV. The scene left a deep impression on me. I thought at the time that if I learned this skill, it would definitely be of great use in the future, so I gritted my teeth and paid 200 yuan for tuition, and spent three months to learn it."

After hearing this, Xu Xiufang couldn't help but feel admiration in her heart.

In that era, Xie Yi's vision was indeed ahead of his time. The 1980s was the period when televisions began to become popular, and such skills were undoubtedly a golden rice bowl.

"You can do it!"

Xu Xiufang gave him a big thumbs up approvingly.