Just right—there were actually two women’s bicycles!
Compared to the classic men’s “28-inch bike,” women’s bicycles didn’t have a horizontal crossbar, making them lighter and easier to ride.
There was also a basket at the front, which made carrying things more convenient.
The colors were red and green.
Without any hesitation, Su Qinghe chose the green one.
Women’s bicycles were smaller than the “28-inch” bikes, but they were actually more expensive.
This bike cost 178 yuan, plus a bicycle ticket.
178 yuan was not a small amount.
It was basically equal to an average worker’s entire yearly salary.
And that was only if they didn’t eat or spend anything at all.
Su Qinghe felt that if she relied only on herself in this era, she would probably never be able to afford a bicycle.
Fortunately, she had married a wealthy older man!
She turned to the boy standing beside her.
“Get on, I’ll take you for a ride!”
Qin Wang immediately shook his head.
“No!”
What was he being awkward about now?
Su Qinghe found it strange.
Then she noticed Qin Wang’s expression—it was full of distress.
Was he feeling sorry for the money she was spending?
Such a young kid already caring this much about money—that wasn’t good.
Su Qinghe coughed lightly.
“Qin Wang, tell me—what’s more important, money or people?”
Qin Wang subconsciously looked at her but still didn’t speak.
“Your dad probably earns a good salary, but can he be happy just having money? Besides work, what else does he even have in life?
“But now it’s different. He has a son—and a beautiful wife like me!
“His money is no longer just numbers. I can use it to buy things I need, and when I’m happy, he’ll be happy too when he sees his beautiful wife happy. Isn’t that great?”
Qin Wang blinked.
That… actually sounded kind of reasonable…
Seeing the change in his expression, Su Qinghe knew she had almost convinced him.
She quickly pressed on.
“Your dad works so hard. Why don’t we bring him some food and visit him?”
After all, Qin Wang was still a child, and he thought this made sense, so he agreed.
Su Qinghe already knew what Qin Yu liked to eat, so she simply picked items she liked herself.
Hawthorn sticks, walnut pastries, sponge cake.
Then two jin of sunflower seeds and one jin of fruit candy.
With so many things, the bicycle basket was completely full.
Su Qinghe rode the bicycle, with Qin Wang sitting in the back, heading toward the flour mill.
The gatekeeper at the flour mill looked like a man in his fifties.
Although older, he stood straight and had a stern face with an air of authority.
Clearly a retired soldier.
He didn’t recognize Su Qinghe, but he knew Qin Wang. As soon as he saw him, he smiled.
“Qin Wang, why are you here at this time? Aren’t you supposed to be in class? And who is this?”
Qin Wang smiled.
“Grandpa Zhang, this is my dad’s new wife. She asked for leave for me, and we came to see my dad.”
Upon hearing this, the gatekeeper Zhang Dasheng looked at Su Qinghe.
So this was Factory Director Qin’s new wife?
She just got married yesterday and already took the child out of school?
Hiss—
Zhang Dasheng sucked in a breath.
This new wife looked quite young, but—
Before he could finish his thought, Su Qinghe smiled faintly.
“If he hadn’t been fighting, I wouldn’t have asked for leave. When he goes back tomorrow, he’d better not fight again. School is for studying.”
Zhang Dasheng immediately changed his expression again.
“That’s right, Qin Wang. You must study hard at school and not fight.”
Qin Wang muttered, “I understand, Grandpa Zhang.”
Only then did Zhang Dasheng open the gate with a smile.
“Alright, go on in.”
Since coming to this factory, Factory Director Qin always arrived the earliest and left the latest, greatly improving the factory’s efficiency.
He was truly capable.
But he was also extremely overworked.
So busy he often forgot to eat, let alone take care of his son.
Now it was good—he finally had a wife, someone who could take care of him.
Su Qinghe didn’t know what Zhang Dasheng was thinking.
After entering the factory, she got off the bike and pushed it forward with Qin Wang.
The flour mill was quite large.
From a cylindrical building came rumbling sounds—that must be the grinding workshop.
Just taking a breath, one could smell flour in the air.
This time, Qin Wang didn’t misbehave. He walked seriously ahead, clearly eager to see his father.
Soon they arrived in front of a two-story building.
“My dad’s office is on the second floor.”
Without hesitation, Qin Wang went upstairs first.
Su Qinghe parked the bicycle and followed with the basket of things.
When she reached the second floor, she saw Qin Wang standing at the end of the hallway in front of an office door—but not going in.
Was Qin Yu busy?
As she thought this, she walked over.
Through the half-open door, she could see inside.
Qin Yu was sitting at his desk, head down, reviewing documents.
Beside him stood a woman with short hair.
Her hair was cut to the ears, slightly curled at the ends—neat, capable, yet a bit playful and cute.
She wore a white blouse made of light fabric, slightly see-through, revealing a white undershirt underneath.
Her black suit pants almost covered her feet, making her legs look even longer.
With her hands behind her back and leaning forward slightly, a couple of buttons at her collar were undone, and her undershirt dipped low enough to suggest a provocative curve.
“Brother Qin, I specially brought you dumplings. You should eat first before working. Work never ends, but if you don’t eat, your body won’t handle it. If something happens to you, what am I supposed to do?”
Hearing her soft, cooing voice, Su Qinghe’s eyes widened.
Good heavens!
So Qin Yu actually had a little romantic admirer at work?
And he was already married?
This old man!
Really—
At that moment, Qin Yu’s voice came from inside.
“Comrade Li Meilan, if I’m hungry, I’ll go eat myself. No need for you to bring me food. I’m busy—you can leave now.”
He didn’t even look up as he spoke.
Li Meilan’s deliberately emphasized figure was wasted on empty air.
Just as she was about to say something else, she caught sight of Qin Wang and Su Qinghe standing at the door.
She froze for a moment, then quickly straightened up and fastened the buttons on her chest.
Since she had been noticed, Su Qinghe showed no embarrassment at all.
She smiled generously and pushed the office door open with her elbow.
“Qin Yu, your son and I are here to see you!”