1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1121 The Power of the Over-the-Shoulder Throw
Mo Ruhua looked at him and chuckled, "Fu Ying, you've taken good care of my family, Kaiyuan, before. Now that we're neighbors, there will be plenty of visits when your sister-in-law comes to visit."

When Fu Yancheng heard her mention Chu Xue, a smile appeared on his face: "Your sister-in-law is easy to get along with. I'll introduce you two when she comes over."

That's what they say, but whether they can get along or are willing to stay together depends on his wife's wishes; he can't make that decision for her.

While they were washing their hands, Mo Ruhua had already set the dishes on the table. Since she didn't know anyone was coming, she specially added a plate of scrambled eggs and a bowl of pickles she had brought from her hometown: "Battalion Commander Fu, when is your wife coming?"

A few days ago, she heard her husband say that his sister-in-law would be coming over in a few days, and she also noticed that Battalion Commander Fu had been packing a lot of things for the house these past few days.

Upon hearing the question, Fu Yancheng sighed inwardly, but did not show it on his face, wondering what his wife was doing right now.
Meanwhile, Chu Xue, who was being thought of, was at the booth helping with the final preparations.

Each unit must complete the setup the day before the opening. After several days of hard work, only some finishing touches remain. The steel mill's booth is located next to the aisle. It is not very big, but it is well-lit.

Chu Xue was currently attaching photos of the rolling process to the display frame next to the exhibits. The photos showed the rolling mill roaring as it pressed steel billets into thin plates, and workers wearing safety helmets busily working in the workshop. The last thing she attached was the test report, so that customers could understand it at a glance and it would be easier for everyone to explain.

Seeing that everyone was almost ready, Lao Zhou clapped his hands and said, "The booth is all set up. The opening ceremony will start at nine o'clock tomorrow. We need to enter the booth an hour early. Thank you all for your hard work these past few days."

Let's tidy up and have an early dinner. Get a good rest tonight, and let's all give it our all and strive for a great start.

Although everyone was tired, they were all very excited. Upon hearing this, they all said, "Okay."

After packing their things, the group headed out. This year's Canton Fair featured not only heavy industry, light industry, and textiles, but also agricultural and sideline products, chemicals, and arts and crafts. As they walked out, they saw many booths still being set up in full swing.

The core of the Canton Fair is foreign trade transactions, and its main function is to facilitate export orders. The management of exhibitors is also very strict, and their identity information is checked when they enter and exit.

Old Zhou led everyone to a state-run restaurant not far from the guesthouse, saying he wanted to treat everyone well, but he only ordered two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, followed by a bowl of fried pork rice noodles for each person.

After blanching the rice noodles in hot water, they are topped with a pre-cooked meat sauce and a little broth. The sauce is rich and flavorful, combining the refreshing taste of rice products with the flavor of meat and vegetables. The texture is smooth and chewy. Chu Xue really likes this flavor and is thinking of buying a few more portions to stock up in Space City when she has the chance, so that she can change her taste occasionally when she returns to Beijing.

Everyone was indeed tired these past few days, so after dinner, they went straight back to the guesthouse.

Wan Qing and Chu Xue, the only two girls, naturally shared a room.

For the first two days after moving in, Wan Qing kept trying to get noticed.

After Chuxue's warnings went unheeded, she had reached her limit and grabbed her, throwing her over her shoulder. At first, Chuxue was waiting for her to complain to the team leader, but she was almost asleep by the time she got there, and there was still no sign of her.

Since then, this person has kept quiet. Whether he was planning something or was genuinely afraid of Chuxue's violent methods, he stopped being sarcastic and sarcastic, and Chuxue's ears finally had some peace and quiet.

(End of this chapter)