Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

After entering the room, the desk lamp was suddenly turned on. The wife, still wearing a bright red wedding dress, was sitting by the bed. She stood up in surprise and said sincerely:

"Brother Qiang, how is dad? It's all my fault. I shouldn't be angry and make dad unhappy. Just hit me."

As he spoke, he knelt down at He Yongqiang's feet, took his left hand and said hello to his face.

He Yongqiang, who was full of anger, was shocked. He had thought about countless situations before, thinking that the two of them would divorce, but he never thought that Xu Zhaodi would beg him like this.

Suddenly, I couldn't express my temper at all. I originally thought that I would beat Xu Zhaodi as long as there was something wrong, but I couldn't do it at all.

He sighed, looked at the pitiful new wife and said, "Dad is fine."

Xu Zhaodi said angrily: "It's okay, Dad, you blame me. It's because I, the daughter-in-law, am unfilial. After you left, I regretted it. After sister-in-law Huizhen's persuasion, I realized my mistake. You took me to the hospital." , I kowtow to dad to apologize, even if he divorces me, I won’t say anything.”

"It's not that serious, and there's no need to kowtow to apologize. Dad is already well. I've put him to sleep in the hospital. When we pick him up tomorrow, we can just keep him company."

Old Hetou also advised He Yongqiang, how could the wife who just got married today be beaten on the first day?

What's more, those brothers were also making a lot of noise. In fact, Lao Hetou also knew very well why they were making such a fuss and being so disrespectful.

It was still the old man who had no children and wanted to choose an adoptive son among his nephews to inherit the tavern and this huge family property.

They were all under consideration at the time, but they were not chosen in the end. Instead, He Yongqiang, the nephew, was chosen.

So some of them were angry about He Yongqiang's marriage, so they worked hard, hoping to cause some trouble and see Lao Hetou's joke.

Otherwise, Xu Zhaodi would not have been tormented with one condition after another, causing her to lose her temper and cause this incident.

When He Yongqiang came back and found Xu Zhaodi begging to admit her mistake, he borrowed Po Xia Donkey to try to reconcile.

Her plea made He Yongqiang very satisfied, and he stretched out his hand to pull his wife up.

If He Yuzhu sees Xu Chaodi's performance, he will definitely be extremely satisfied.

After her own training and teaching, Xu Zhaodi was able to put away her temper, lower her posture and apologize, and the effect was quite explosive.

At this time, He Yuzhu had just left for a few minutes, and Xu Zhaodi had just been baptized by He Yuzhu for two rounds and was developed a little, which made He Yongqiang's heart burst into flames.

This was his newly married pretty wife, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva at the thought of getting married soon.

Breathing heavily, she reached out to hug her daughter-in-law and started chewing. Xu Zhaodi closed her eyes and pulled the cord of the lamp, making the room dark.

After all, Xu Zhaodi was only a first-time wife, and she had only been married for just two hours, so she was still quite shy. Besides, the sheets were already red, so they couldn't leave the light on for He Yongqiang to see.

The next morning, He Yuzhu came out of his home after dinner and happened to meet three people from the He family getting off the rickshaw.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Lao Hetou smiled and said, "It's okay. The doctor said it's okay. I'll treat you to a drink tonight. Thank you for being a great matchmaker."

Originally I was angry at night, but what my nephews did was not authentic and went too far.

In the morning, when the couple came together to serve breakfast, they decided to forgive their daughter-in-law, and then she sincerely apologized. So what else is there to say!

Of course Lao Hetou was discharged from the hospital happily and returned home.

Xu Zhaodi was still a little embarrassed when she saw He Yuzhu, and shyly lowered her head and played with the corner of her clothes.

He Yongqiang said hello, a few people talked, and then they separated, and within a few minutes, they arrived at Qianmen Station.

It turned out that several waitresses were also summoned here. He Yuzhu opened the warehouse and asked them to move the goods out and put them on the shelves.

Many of this batch of goods are high-end fabrics, such as woolen materials, and some are of high quality.

"Chenliang", a kind of chemical fiber, became popular internationally in the 1950s. It is also called "Daclon" and "Polyester". It is either pure spun or blended with cotton and wool. It is usually used to make shirts. It is said that this kind of fabric was originally called "Chen Liang" according to the transliteration in Guangdong. After it spread to the north, it was changed to "Chen Liang". Later, people found that "Chen Liang" was not cool to wear, so it was changed to "Chen Liang".

Even in later generations, indeed Liang just changed its name, and it is still a very common fabric.

The "excellence" of "really good" is obvious. Although it does not absorb sweat and is not breathable, it is stiff and smooth, easy to wash and dry quickly, and is stronger than cotton. "It is kicked again and again, spread and covered." One piece is worth three pieces.

This batch of fabrics will be handed over to Chen Xuerulu for sale, and has been converted into cash as her return on investment.

There are still some watches, radios, transistors and other accessories left, which need to be sold by He Yuzhu, and then several people will share the dividends in proportion.

After the goods were loaded, He Yuzhu summoned the waiters and conducted a simple training first. He used to sell braised pork, but now he has switched to radios.

In fact, it is simple. You need to learn how to use electrical appliances such as radios, watches, and multimeters, and you must also be able to identify transistor models.

Among them, the most outstanding one is responsible for the sales of parts.

The yield rate of transistors is very low, and there are defective products in every batch. Before they are sold, they must be tested in person, otherwise it is difficult to say who is responsible if they break.

You must know that the price of some transistors is really high, and many people cannot believe it.

"Are these accessories priced so high?"

Before He Yuzhu placed the price tags, he heard someone asking questions. He looked up and saw that it was Chen Xueru from the next courtyard coming over.

"Don't underestimate these small tubes. We don't have domestic production capacity at the moment, so we need to import them."

There is also a radio factory in Beijing now. It is the state-owned Capital No. 53 Wireless Electrical Materials Factory established in 797, which is also the state-owned No. Factory. Currently, they can only produce electron tubes and do not have the production capacity of transistors.

Chen Xueru didn't understand this either, so she said oh, and then asked: "Why is the radio at home so big and yours so small?"

"Your radio is a tube radio. You can see it when you open the back cover. The parts inside are all tubes, just like a small light bulb. Some of them will still light up."

"I know this. You can see the light inside at night."

Chen Xueru picked up a radio and checked it. He Yuzhu said, "You can take one back when you leave."

Then he said, "We all have one."

Because it is a partnership business, it will have to be accounted for at that time. It just so happens that everyone gets one, which is very fair.

Chen Xueru asked the waiter to take it over, then pointed to the back and asked, "Why is there a small classroom arranged here?"

"This is a lecture to some radio enthusiasts on how to assemble a radio using these parts."

"Can you assemble it yourself?" Chen Xueru asked in surprise.

He Yuzhu said: "Your family is rich and your life is prosperous. You don't know that there are people who save parts to build radios, right?"