Rebirth Counterattack with Space

Everyone’s train arrived in Haicheng at two-thirty in the afternoon. It took some time to settle in at Jingtou Village, so by the time they got to the house, it was already four-thirty in the afternoon. After touring the house, they began to eat and drink around five o’clock, and by eight, each one of them was still reluctant to leave.

In the end, it was Lu Aiguo who said it was late, so he and Shitou escorted everyone back to Jingtou Village.

At nine o’clock, when the two men walked through their front door, they saw Xia Yuan and Lu Yun still waiting in the living room. Lu Aiguo couldn’t help but laugh and sighed, "Finally sent them off. In a couple of days, once they’ve learned to ride a bike and know the way, we’ll have them bike back and forth themselves. The rear of the bike can carry four people just right."

"They were satisfied with the rooms there, weren’t they?"

"They were extremely satisfied. It was all thanks to Xiaoyun’s suggestion to turn them into suites like that. I could tell they were all incredibly pleased." Lu Aiguo generously praised Lu Yun, "I told them, and they all said Xiaoyun has really made something of herself."

Xia Yuan was immediately pleased by these words, "Our Xiaoyun is naturally the most accomplished."

Lu Yun blushed a little when she saw Shitou smiling at her. She was only a few years old, and already everyone knew she had done well?

Even after having taken a bath and lying in a bed that smelled of sunshine, Lu Aijiao still felt like she was dreaming. She remarked to Xie Jiang, "Today was really an eye-opener. Have you ever seen a house where every room has its own bathroom? And they made those bathrooms so clean, countless times cleaner than our own, just looking at them is comfortable."

"It’s just a shame we can’t stay in such a nice house for long." Lu Aijiao laughed again, sighing regretfully to Xie Jiang, "But compared to living in a nice house, I still miss our own home more. A golden nest is not as good as one’s own dog kennel. It’s a pity we didn’t bring Jifu with us. It’s only been two days, and I already miss him."

"Stop worrying about it. Aren’t we going back after the New Year?" Xie Jiang also sighed. Although he said that, his heart was really anxious for his son. At home, they had never realized it, even finding the son troublesome and occasionally annoying. But once they were away, that’s when they discovered no matter how mischievous, they still loved him.

"If only I could help worrying. Today Xia Yuan was talking about bringing Jifu two boxes of chocolates when we go back for the New Year." Lu Aijiao pursed her lips, watching Xie Jiang’s contradictory demeanor, she shook her head, feeling quite helpless.

Worrying is just worrying; there’s no need to act as if admitting it would be a loss of face. Really now, stiff as dead duck’s mouth.

"Actually, I’m regretting it too, just from today’s meal, Xia Yuan said some things are not easily obtained, and she had to ask someone to find them specially. Think about Jifu, our food-loving child, if he were here, how happy he would be, bounding about with joy? Actually, Jifu is very well-behaved, and he knows when to be noisy and when to be quiet. It’s truly a shame he missed out on the bed that Aiguo and Xia Yuan had prepared just for him."

"All day long with a bratty kid following around, isn’t it good for us to enjoy some peace and quiet while we have the chance?" Xie Jiang felt particularly wronged.

He had been missing his son, but now that his wife kept talking about him, and remembering how at home the son was always around, making it inconvenient even for him to be affectionate with his wife, who only cared about their son.

So Xie Jiang’s longing heart quickly faded, and instead, he was relieved that they hadn’t brought their son. Having drunk some alcohol, he became somewhat unwilling to control the surge of jealousy in his head. Suddenly, he pounced on Lu Aijiao, pressing her firmly beneath him, his mouth silencing her from continuing to speak, and he arrogantly protested, "Stop talking about our son..."

Lu Aijiao, seeing Xie Jiang play the drunkard, was at a loss whether to cry or laugh, and her hand reflexively slapped him, "Our son is..."

While she was speaking, she suddenly realized her son was still back in their hometown, and immediately, her heart relaxed, the struggle within her ceased...

With help on hand and the use of a large vacuum fryer, even though several of them also had to make time to learn how to drive, it was still much easier than when it was just Lu Aiguo, Shitou, and Xia Yuan.

To accommodate the use of the large vacuum fryer, Sundays had become the fixed day off for Xie Jiang, Lu Aijiao, Wu Tan, Lin Weisheng, and Zhang Ming. On that day, they would even prepare their meals in advance to cook for themselves.

Even Gu Feng and Gu Meng, who usually came over on Sundays, stopped coming due to having lunch here during the weekdays, and now Xia Na kept them from coming over on Sundays as well.

Initially, Xie Jiang, Lu Aijiao, and the other three were not used to taking a day off and were reluctant, insisting on working despite Lu Aiguo’s refusal. He firmly refused them, not only paying everyone’s first-month salary in advance but also taking them out on the first Sunday to stroll around. He even treated them to a meal at a restaurant.

Seeing Lu Aiguo’s resolute attitude, everyone gradually got used to having one day off each week.

Time flew by quickly, and before they knew it, it was already 1980, surpassing 1979. Those who had been learning to drive had also obtained their driving licenses one after another.

As January arrived, and after Lu Aiguo, Xia Yuan, Shitou, and Lu Yun had finally endured the torment of the medicinal baths, Lu Aiguo, excitedly accompanied by Lin Weisheng with money and a referral letter from their affiliated unit, made a trip to N City and quickly drove back a 2.5-ton truck, which was the most cost-effective model in the country at the time.

When the truck actually arrived, everyone was so excited that they spun around on the spot several times, and each of them, brimming with enthusiasm, took turns driving the truck on the outskirts of the city for half a day, thoroughly enjoying the experience. If it wasn’t for the difficulty in obtaining gasoline publicly, they would have happily taken turns driving all day without tiring.

A love for vehicles is perhaps a universal trait among men.

Even though it was just a truck, it still brought them uncontrollable joy, like big kids who had found new toys. If possible, they all wished they could sleep in the truck at night.

However, even though the truck was now theirs, they couldn’t park it at home on a regular basis. Even though their home courtyard was actually large enough, the narrow alleyway couldn’t accommodate the truck.

Fortunately, Lu Aiguo had planned ahead. Before setting out to buy the truck, he had already, through Zhou Yi’s connections, secured a plot of land in Zi’an Village, even closer to the city’s outskirts and the highway, where he built a warehouse and a shelter for the truck.

This place had also been carefully planned by Lu Aiguo, Shitou, and Xia Yuan. In the future, it could be used for parking, and once the factory back in their hometown was built, the potato chips could be directly stored here. The supply of potato chips for Haicheng would then be distributed from here to various stalls.

Now that the truck was purchased, the next step was to plan for the construction of the factory.

Considering there was just over a month left until the New Year, Lu Aiguo could hardly wait any longer and wished he could grow wings and fly back to Yushu Village immediately.