My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 475: The Benefits of Being a Factory Director of a Machinery Factory No. 475

Chapter 475: The Benefits of Being a Factory Director of a Machinery Factory No. 475

Lin Tang did not join the conversation but borrowed a sheet of paper from Lin Zhixuan and sketched something on it.

It was startlingly a structural blueprint for a semi-mechanical grain threshing machine.

She handed the blueprint to Lin Lu.

"Dad, have a look at this."

"This is the blueprint for a semi-automatic grain threshing machine. I’m planning to go see Comrade Gu tomorrow to ask if they could help make it."

"If we can make it, it’ll be much easier for everyone."

The productivity of machinery compared to pure manpower is incomparable.

Productivity would increase by at least 50 percent.

Lin Lu stared at the blueprint; truth be told, he couldn’t quite understand it.

After all, specific knowledge barriers are as high as mountains.

As a woodworker, how could he understand the blueprint for machinery.

"Ah, we need to consult Yingzhou after all."

Lin Tang deeply appreciated the benefits of having a Machinery Factory Director as a partner; it made anything she wanted to do much easier.

She explained, "Right, since they specialize in machinery there, even if they lack certain parts, they have ways to obtain them."

Nowadays everything belongs to the state, especially motors, which ordinary people can’t even dream of seeing, let alone acquire without the right connections.

The Machinery Factory was different; since they dealt with all kinds of machinery, they definitely had everything.

Lin Lu didn’t understand but he grasped his daughter’s thoughts.

He said, smiling frankly, "Dad can’t make sense of this blueprint, but I trust you to have good judgement in what you do.

As always, consider carefully before you act on anything."

Lin Tang responded, "I know, Dad, you don’t have to worry."

After discussing this matter, she remembered what Xiaoyun had said today about the opening of the Culture Palace in the county.

"Mom, I heard from Xiaoyun that the county has opened a Culture Palace. There might be teachers there who instruct in painting. I plan to take Zhixuan to have a look tomorrow around noon."

Li Xiuli furrowed her brows, "Tomorrow at noon? Don’t you have to work?"

Lin Tang: "I do, but I can take Zhixuan with me."

She wasn’t a factory worker, so it wasn’t that strict.

It’s just one morning; it shouldn’t be a big deal.

It’s not like she was the first person to do such a thing, and it wouldn’t draw any undue attention.

Li Xiuli, however, remained apprehensive and said,

"If you take Zhixuan with you, won’t your leaders have a bad impression of you? Maybe we should just forget it, and I’ll take Zhixuan over at noon."

Upon hearing his grandmother’s words, Lin Zhixuan’s face fell.

He wanted his aunt to accompany him.

His wet eyes became misty, like a small flower cat beaten by wind and rain.

Seeing this, Lin Tang rubbed the adorable little head.

"It’s really no problem; Zhixuan is so good, everyone will like him. The morning will pass quickly. I’ve just returned to work; there shouldn’t be any problems."

Seeing her so insistent and catching a glimpse of her grandson’s expectant little eyes, Li Xiuli decided to compromise.

"Alright then, Zhixuan, be good, and don’t cause your aunt any trouble. She’s going to work, you know that, right?"

Lin Zhixuan nodded seriously, his eyes filled with stars, and softly said, "I know."

The other three little ones, having listened in, began to grow restless too.

Lin Fei, realizing that there was nothing in it for her, tilted her head back and let out a howl, crying without shedding tears.

"Grandma is biased, and so is auntie, only taking Choudan to the county and not Little Feifei. Poor me, I’m just a pitiful bundle no one loves or cares for, wuwuwu..."

While howling, she sneaked glances at Li Xiuli and Lin Tang, executing her little schemes perfectly.

Lin Tang: "..." Born an actress?

Li Xiuli felt that the world was too harsh on women, so she was more lenient with girls in her heart.

Compared to the three boys—Zhicheng, Zhiming, and Zhixuan—she was more fond of her granddaughter Lin Fei.

Seeing the little girl start to sob, she went over to rub Lin Fei’s head and cooed, "Stop your howling now. Your aunt is taking Zhixuan to the county because she has something important to do."

"Are you ashamed of being jealous of your own brother?"

"If Xiaohua finds out, I wonder where you will put your little face."

Zhou Mei efficiently shucked the corn, casting a disdainful eye at her pampered daughter.

"Mom, don’t bother with Lin Fei, this little stinker. Let her cry and make a fuss if she wants to; if no one pays attention, she’ll stop. She’s so finicky because you all indulge her..."

Her dad spoils her to death, and her grandparents and little aunt dote on her too. If she’s not going to heaven, then who is?

When Lin Fei heard her mother’s words, the little girl’s eyes blazed with anger.

She stamped her foot, her cheeks puffing out like a bun, and indignantly said, "Stepmother!"

Zhou Mei remained unfazed, her attention solely on the corn she was shucking.

She snorted coldly and said, "Right, I am the stepmother. You dare not let me hold you at night, and whoever does is a puppy."

Lin Fei felt as if her fate were being throttled, so angry she was on the verge of tears.

Her small voice took on a genuinely weepy tone.

"I don’t want you anyway. I just want my dad to hold me to sleep."

Seeing his clever little cotton-padded jacket truly upset, Lin Qingshui got up and embraced his daughter.

"All right, all right, we don’t need your mom; daddy will hold you to sleep tonight," he soothed her gently.

Zhou Mei curled her lip in annoyance, irritated by how Lin Qingshui could be so tightly controlled by a little girl.

Hmph, let’s see if she dared not to come to her bed tonight!

Still angry, Lin Fei pouted, "Dad, you don’t need my mom as your wife anymore. When I grow up, I’ll be your wife..."

Lin Tang: "Pfft!!"

Looking at her sister-in-law’s face, it was indeed darker than charcoal.

Zhou Mei could only laugh in her extreme annoyance.

She tossed aside the corn cob she was holding and folded her arms to watch Lin Qingshui.

Lin Fei shivered under her mother’s ominous gaze.

She whined tearfully, "Dad, my mom is glaring at me."

Lin Qingshui was already startled by his foolish wife’s "about to cast a spell" look, and his heart was pounding in shock.

Upon hearing his daughter’s tactless words, his heart felt like it was flooding with tears.

Oh daughter, why do you have to put your dad in such a bind?

Keeping a calm façade, he rubbed Lin Fei’s head and said with earnest seriousness, "Silly girl, what are you babbling about? I’m your dad, and you can only be my daughter. My wife can only be your mom."

Zhou Mei felt extremely satisfied upon hearing this.

She looked at Lin Fei in triumph, hands spread, every corner of her eyes and brows radiating infuriating smugness.

"Did you hear that?"

"Your dad is mine to command, and he will be for a lifetime."

She had succeeded in frustrating the child.

Without another word, disregarding the darkening sky, she grabbed Lin Qingshui and headed for the door.

"Dad, let’s go, let’s run away from home. We won’t stay in this house anymore, so let my brother’s mom enjoy her smugness as long as she wants," her voice was milky and tearful.

Lin Qingshui couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "She’s your mom too, you know."

Lin Fei shook her head vigorously, "No, she’s not. She always bullies me. She’s not my mom at all."

Lin Qingshui opened his mouth to remove the fig leaf from his daughter’s words.

"If she’s not your mom, then why did you insist on sleeping next to her last night? What were you thinking?"

Lin Fei’s face stiffened.

Her mouth moved several times, but she couldn’t utter a word in retort.

After a long while, she finally said fiercely, "I must’ve had water in my brain!!"

Having said that, she stomped her feet heavily and ran back inside the house.

Lin Tang had been holding back her laughter for a long time, her cheeks aching.

The way the mother and daughter, Zhou Mei and Little Feifei, interacted was something she had never seen before.

It was just amusing to her.

When they fought, they seemed almost ready to tear each other’s faces off, but when they made up, they were truly sweet on each other.

The Lin Family members were clearly used to it too, carrying on with their tasks unaffected, without even an extra expression.

Worried about his daughter, Lin Qingshui busied himself for a while before getting up and going inside the house.