Reborn in 1985, starting from a machine factory

Street restaurants.

It was past noon, and there were only a handful of people in the shop.

Chen Gang plopped down on the stool and picked up a clove of garlic, peeling it carefully.

Chen Mo sat opposite him, and he took the paper next to him and carefully wiped the table.

After peeling a few cloves of garlic, Chen Gang looked up and said, "Second brother, what's wrong with that fortune teller? He doesn't even give proper directions at the right time!"

What time is Chenshi (辰时)?

Chen Mo tossed aside the paper beside him: "Around seven or eight o'clock, bro. We still need to buy firecrackers later!"

"Buy a big enough bunch; I'll need it in the morning."

"Sure!" Chen Gang said, then turned to Chen Gang, "Boss, hurry up, I'm starving!"

"Bang bang!"

There was no answer from the kitchen, only the sound of two spoons hitting the pot.

"Who is it!" Chen Gang pulled out another clove of garlic.

Chen Mo looked at Chen Gang: "Big brother, is your arm better?"

"Almost done! What's wrong?" Chen Gang glanced at Chen Mo warily.

"It's nothing!" Chen Mo turned his head away.

He swallowed back the words he was about to say.

Chen Gang hasn't caused any trouble recently.

Besides, no matter what he says about not causing trouble, Chen Gang is unlikely to listen.

Let's wait and see!

Suddenly, someone approached the table, placed a bottle of soda on Chen Mo's and Chen Gang's table, and opened the caps.

Without hesitation, Chen Gang picked it up and took a swig.

Chen Mo instinctively pushed the soda away: "Boss, we don't want this!"

"What's your relationship with the boss? Can't I give it to you as a gift?"

The person at the table said, "Chen Mo, you said you'd treat me to drinks in a couple of days, where are you?"

Chen Mo looked up, a smile suddenly spreading across his face: "Hey, Erpang, what a coincidence!"

"Sit down, sit down, what would you like to eat?"

"Eat my ass! Your lunch is pretty good. You're eating lunch at 2 PM? Why don't you just eat later and combine it with dinner?"

Erpang also had a soda in his hand, and he took a few sips.

"I've been busy until now!" Chen Mo shook his head. "What are you doing here? Won't the market open soon?"

"It's the end of the month, come and check the accounts!" Erpang waved the ledger.

"What have you been up to lately? You've been so busy you haven't even had time to eat!"

"Don't even mention it!"

"I'm thinking of making some little gadgets for the house. By the way, have you bought a TV yet?" Chen Mo asked.

Are you asking about black and white or color?

"Colorful?"

"No!"

"Black and white?"

"No, not at all!"

"Erpang!"

"Chen Mo, what did you order?"

"Two bowls of pickled cabbage noodles, what's wrong?"

"Boss, slow down on making these two bowls of pickled cabbage noodles!"

"Oh my god!" Chen Mo reached out to pull Erpang away, "My brother's starving, don't do this!"

Erpang smiled and glanced outside the door.

Following Erpang's gaze, Chen Mo also looked towards the door.

A woman in red stood at the door. She had a thin face, but her eyes were very bright.

As soon as she entered the room, her gaze fell on Chen Mo.

"Heavy snow!"

The familiar name slipped out, and Chen Mo unconsciously stood up.

No wonder Erpang is stalling for time.

"Sis, do you remember Chen Mo?" Erpang raised his voice.

Chen Gang looked at the two people in front of him with curiosity.

Da Xue smiled, her gaze unconsciously drifting to her feet. Her voice was soft: "I remember!"

"Hey, Daxue, have you eaten yet? Come grab something to eat with us!" Chen Mo said.

Da Xue shook her head and sat down by the table.

"Chen Mo, look at you, you act like you've been lost the moment you stop going to school."

"You haven't contacted any of your old classmates!" Erpang said.

"I thought you'd gotten into trouble and gone to jail!"

Da Xue glanced at him sideways, and Erpang immediately shut up.

"I've been busy these past few years, but I don't even know what I've been busy with. It seems like I've just been going to work and then I haven't had any time!" Chen Mo said.

"What have you been doing these past few years?"

"Hi!"

Erpang handed Daxue a bottle of soda: "Didn't you see me when you bought meat last time?"

"My sister worked in a factory after graduating from school. After several years of hard work, she saved up some money and started selling meat."

Business is doing alright for now.

"Really, Chen Mo, those were the good old days when we were in school!"

"Okay?" Chen Mo's eyes widened. "With your level of studying, did your teachers never spank you in school?"

"Should I call your parents? Did you wake up your deskmate, Daxue?"

"Pfft!"

Chen Gang couldn't help but laugh out loud and spat the soda aside.

Da Xue smiled, and her face was flushed.

"It's just me and my sister in my family. Who else should I call if I don't call my sister?" Erpang rolled his eyes at Chen Mo.

"Sister, you're right, aren't you?"

"Da Xue, you've been running your meat stall all by yourself these past two years, haven't you? Can this guy help you?" Chen Mo said, pointing at Erpang.

"The first few years were a bit tough!" Before Daxue could speak, Erpang chimed in, "A woman, showing her face in the market, doing jobs that couldn't be done in public."

"There will inevitably be people pointing fingers and gossiping!"

"Erpang!" Daxue interrupted, "Chen Mo, how are Auntie and the others?"

"fine!"

"I mentioned a few days ago that I'd like to meet up with Erpang in a few days, and I never expected to run into him today!" Chen Mo's smile remained unchanged.

"Ha ha!"

"Boss, I told you to slow down, but you're really not going to do it!" Erpang shouted into the house.

"Sis, shall we go check the accounts first?"

"Okay!" Da Xue stood up.

Erpang winked and made faces.

Chen Gang suddenly spoke up: "Brother Erpang, does your family sell meat?"

"yes!"

"Are you Chen Mo's older brother? What do you want to eat? Just go to Old Zhang's butcher shop at the market."

"I'm so sorry!" Chen Gang said with a smile.

"By the way, our factory is opening tomorrow, would you like to come and support us?"

"Holy crap! Chen Mo, didn't you say you were going to do business?"

"The factories are already up and running?"

Erpang looked at Chen Mo in shock, and Daxue blinked as well.

"It's a small business, located about 40 or 50 meters east of the intersection of Renmin Street and Qigong Road."

"If you're not busy, come and sit down. If you are, then don't bother!"

"Let's not worry about that!" Chen Mo said.

"What do you do?"

"You didn't buy any TV accessories, so even if I gave them to you, you wouldn't need them!" Chen Mo said.

Why didn't you ask my sister if she bought it yet?

"Da Xue spends most of her time worrying about you, how could she bear to buy anything?" Chen Mo replied without hesitation.

"You guessed wrong!"

Erpang looked up: "My sister bought it!"

"Bought it last month!"

"Da Xue, is what she said true or false?" Chen Mo tugged at Da Xue's coat.

Da Xue looked up, took a serious look at Chen Mo, and then suddenly smiled.

On his thin face, the smile seemed to bring the surrounding air to life.

"Chen Mo, you haven't changed a bit!"

"We're all on the same side!" Chen Mo urged, "Hurry, hurry, is Erpang talking nonsense?!"

"We bought it!" Da Xue exclaimed. "Every family has one, and our family can't be without one."

Chen Mo was momentarily stunned; the words "heavy snow" carried great weight.

He forced a smile and looked at Erpang: "You're a good kid, at least you're honest."

"Alright, Erpang, Daxue, you two get back to work."

"Let's get together sometime in a few days."

"Um!"

Erpang nodded vigorously.