"Dad, where are we going to build our factory?" Xu Nian'an asked.
"I think building it right here in the village is pretty good. I remember Xu Song apprenticed with Dad, right? It'll be convenient in the village."
Xu Song, that's Uncle Xu Yuchun's son.
Xu Nianhua's gaze, just like Xu Qinghe's, landed on the empty lot beside their house.
Their old house, though a bit shabby and crooked, has its perks, for example, it's spacious!
There's an empty space next to the old house, and not far off, their fields. The soil may not be very fertile, but at least they're close by.
"Yes, yes, yes, just build it in the village. The village is so close to the county, delivering furniture later will be easy." Xu Nianji chimed in in agreement.
The family chatted excitedly. Although they couldn't build a new house next year, that made them a bit disappointed. But if the furniture factory really brings in money, would they ever worry about having no money for a house?
