Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

Chen Xun left the guest house before dawn the next day. His vacation was very precious, and the task had been handed over before he could take a day off.

After An Yinan woke up, he looked at the empty room and was used to it.

Who told her to be a military wife?

"Nan Nan is going out?" From the former Comrade An to the current Nan Nan.

The change of name of sister-in-law also showed her closeness to An Yinan.

"Yes, sister-in-law, I have to go out and take a look today." An Yinan didn't say anything specific.

The sister-in-law waved her hand, "Go out quickly and pay attention to your safety!"

"I know, thank you, sister-in-law." An Yinan walked out.

Finding a place where no one was around, she took out her old bicycle. It was no longer Quanshui Village, as long as Chen Xun didn't know about it.

She first went to find an empty warehouse, and then put some fabrics in the warehouse. These fabrics would not be of much use in the future, so they might as well consume them at this time.

When she designs clothes, many of the basic fabrics are based on the fabrics in her own space.

After placing the fabric, she rode to the factory again.

"Director!"

"Director, you are here."

When everyone met An Yinan, they all greeted her with a smile. Although An Yinan was young, she kept the factory running normally.

Everyone has a job and no longer needs to go hungry.

This is better than anything else.

"Factory Director, you are here." Sun Jun had been living in a dream for the past two days. Watching his beloved machine start to run, he didn't even want to go back home.

"Look, this was made yesterday. I checked and the quality is OK." Sun Jun took her to the warehouse and let her see the clothes that had been stacked.

An Yinan smoked a few and found no problems. She was very satisfied with the quality.

"Now we have five lines. According to the drawings you gave us, it can be completed in about half a month." Sun Jun rubbed his hands. He calculated the working hours yesterday.

An Yinan looked at him. She had never noticed before that he was really a workaholic!

"I'm afraid, aren't I?" Sun Jun was also a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I will give you the drawings later and ship them in large batches. Our factory does not make clothes for external parties."

The drawings designed by An Yinan are divided into two categories. One type is specially used for his own shop. This type has a better sense of design.

There are also some, some of which are Zhou Ruoran's designs, and some of which are her designs that are more ordinary. These clothes will fill the store and will also be placed in two shops in Yangcheng for wholesale.

This inventory level must be met.

There are also some designs for autumn clothes that have been released, but there is no need to rush.

"Is there anything else?" Sun Jun was happy.

An Yinan added, "By the way, find a few people to go to the rented warehouse with me. There is a batch of materials I arranged before."

Sun Jun quickly agreed. He went out to order the ingredients yesterday, but they couldn't be delivered quickly. It would take two days.

The materials ordered by the factory director have arrived. If they are suitable, they can be used for emergencies.

Sun Jun called on many young men and went to the warehouse with An Yinan.

An Yinan handed the key to the warehouse directly to Sun Jun. Sun Jun opened the door of the warehouse and saw the warehouse full of fabrics.

"Pinch me, isn't this a dream?"

Such a large warehouse is actually filled with materials?

An Yinan touched her nose and realized that she had saved more.

In fact, she had some habit of hoarding things, but now that she has space, this habit has not changed.

But she was willing to use it, and now was a good time to release it.

"Director, you are so awesome, how did you order so much fabric?"

The fabrics in Yangcheng now need to be ordered before work can be rushed, which takes at least two or three days.

Sun Jun still has a personal relationship with the factory director. He gave himself an advance, otherwise he would not be able to make it in less than half a month with the amount he set, let alone three days.

"The secret must not be leaked. You can get me a breakdown and bill later. According to the market price."

Although it is her factory and her fabrics, there is still a process.

"Okay, leave it to me, Old Sun." Sun Jun's chest smacked loudly, showing how excited he was.

An Yinan added, "By the way, in three days, all the finished products will be sent to this warehouse, and I will give you a key."

"Make a record of leaving the warehouse. I'll have people take these away."

"You need to mail other finished products to this address."

"Also, I will ask the shop to send the contract over, and you will go through the process when the time comes." An Yinan instructed again.

Unexpectedly, she bought a factory directly. Her initial idea was to rent two production lines.

"Okay, director, don't worry."

An Yinan had already memorized the factory's phone number. If anything happened in the future, she could call the factory directly, but it was not easy to find her here.

After An Yinan left the warehouse, he went to find Kang Jian.

"Sister An." Kang Jian has returned to normal, and now he has thought about it. Under his own conditions, isn't this a toad that wants to eat swan meat?

"I'm looking for you to ask you, do you want to continue to sell goods like this, or do you want to stabilize?"

"You also know my two shops. To tell you the truth, I am in Kyoto and don't have that much time to come here. I need someone I can trust to help me look after the shops."

An Yinan put it bluntly. Although she would arrange for veterans to come over in the future, she was really optimistic about health.

This kid is smart, calm, and well-spoken. He is a good businessman.

Kang Jian thought for a long time and said, "Sister An, if you have time, come and sit in the hospital."

An Yinan nodded and sat with him in the courtyard. The door was open to prevent anyone from gossiping.

"My asthma is because of my mother." This was Kang Jian's first sentence.

An Yinan had diagnosed his pulse and naturally knew that his asthma had some psychological causes, but he didn't expect that the psychological cause was actually his mother?

"When I was five years old, she brought a man home and I came back from outside and saw him."

"She was afraid that I would tell these things, so she pushed me into a noodle vat."

"At that time, I couldn't cry or scream. I still remember that time. I couldn't breathe. I was choked by flour and couldn't breathe."

"My dad heard about my mom from somewhere, and ran back in a hurry from outside, and happened to see this scene."

"Just pick up the shovel next to you."

He was breathing a little fast now, covering his neck, and his face was a little red.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it." An Yinan quickly took out the silver needle.

But Kang Jian shook his head.

But Kang Jian's grandfather stood at the door of the yard, not moving, with tears already filling the corners of his eyes.

Kang Jian slowly adjusted his breathing. Little by little, he tried to believe those pictures and the fact that he was almost suffocated to death by his mother.

Also believe that his father killed that woman.