I can travel back and forth in 1986

Chapter 97 Lu Ya's Visit

Chapter 97 Lu Ya's Visit

Liu Jianguo, who had just come out of the Second Light Industry Bureau again, had been experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions all morning.

"Comrade Zhang, isn't three days a bit too short?"

Zhang Beichuan, who was walking out, paused slightly. If he really wanted to make a piezoelectric ceramic ignition device, it wouldn't even take three days. He just didn't want to make it seem too easy.

"Director Liu, if I say I can get it in three days, I definitely can."

"Great, great, that's wonderful!" Liu Jianguo smiled, his eyes crinkling.

As long as Zhang Beichuan can obtain the core components of the lighter to prove the contracting plan is feasible, coupled with his status as a model citizen for courage and righteousness, the city will have little reason to criticize him.

If all else fails, and there's no other way, then we might as well just go all out and spread the word among the workers to put some pressure on them.

After leaving the city, Zhang Beichuan returned to Beichuan Department Store.

Lan Baojun approached with a smile and asked curiously.

"So, what's the city's opinion on the contracting?"

"We've run into a little trouble, but it's nothing serious." Zhang Beichuan paused, glanced at the television set on the shelf, and asked, "How's the television business these days?"

"I was just about to tell you, of the 20 TVs we brought back last time, only 8 are left. Do you think we should order some more?"

"Okay, I'll go out and call my friend later and ask him to bring it back to the city for me."

Lan Baojun stopped him as he headed towards the backyard. "Xiao Chuan, we need to restock some flashlights. Also, a lot of people have been asking if we have any radios lately, could we get some too?"

Zhang Beichuan nodded, realizing he had almost forgotten about it.

"It should be fine, I'll ask someone to check."

"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy," Lan Baojun said cheerfully.

Back in his room, Zhang Beichuan had a sudden thought and returned to 2026. He picked up his phone on the table and ordered a batch of lighter parts and flashlights.

After searching online for a while for old-fashioned radios with analog signals, I finally chose a slightly outdated black radio as a sample.

He glanced at the time; it was almost midnight. He decided not to go to sleep and planned to go home, pick up his mother, finish her morning tasks, and then catch up on sleep.

When he arrived at his apartment building, Zhang Beichuan called his mother.

A few minutes later, not only did my mother come downstairs, but my grandparents followed.

"Grandpa, Grandma, why are you here so early in the morning instead of sleeping?"

"It's because they're thinking about their eldest grandson, so they'll do anything to help you," Zhang Xiaoli said with a smile.

Zhang Beichuan's heart tightened, and he immediately shook his head.

"Grandpa, Grandma, this won't do! You're both so old, how can we let you suffer like this?"

"Oh, Xiao Chuan, stop nagging. Hurry up and go, business is important. We're just sitting at home doing nothing anyway, might as well go and help you out."

After saying that, Zhang Dequan opened the car door and was about to get in.

Zhang Beichuan was both amused and exasperated. "Grandpa, Grandma, really, there's no need. Mom and I can manage on our own. Besides, Dad will be back in a few days. You don't need to suffer with us; just stay home and rest."

"Tough work? Tough work what?" Zhang Dequan raised his voice. "What hardships haven't your grandma and I endured in our lives? We're still healthy and strong. Besides, you're my eldest grandson. If we don't help you with your business, who will?"

"Master..."

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Before Zhang Beichuan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lan Xiuying, who looked displeased, and she grabbed his hand.

"Xiao Chuan, do you think your grandpa and I are too old and useless?"

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"Grandma, how could I think like that!" Zhang Beichuan exclaimed anxiously. "Think about it, you stand in the shop for hours on end, and on top of that, your backs hurt..."

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"Stop talking and let's go. We know what we're doing." While he was talking to his wife, Zhang Dequan had already climbed into the back of the van and sat down.

Lan Xiuying smiled as she got into the car, saying this as she did so.

"Grandpa and Grandma can't help you with anything else, but we can help you watch the shop and do the accounts, okay?"

Last night, they got all the details about the shop from their daughter and didn't sleep well all night, just waiting to show off their skills and help their grandson today.

Zhang Beichuan's nose tingled with emotion. Looking at his grandparents' gray hair and the undeniable concern in their eyes, he knew that saying anything more would be futile.

This elderly couple has spent their entire lives worrying about their children.

Even in old age, the person I miss most is still this grandson who has been by my side since he was a child.

They may not understand market trends or business models, but they know how to support in the simplest way: by standing by his side when he needs it, even if it's just helping by handing him a glass of water or watching the shop for a while.

"Then...it's a deal."

Zhang Beichuan finally compromised, but insisted on drawing a bottom line: "When you two are gone, you can only do light work, like helping Mom watch the shop, do the accounts, move goods, and tidy up. You are not allowed to lift a finger. Moreover, you must go back to my newly rented house to rest after you finish your work in the morning."

Lan Xiuying smiled and said, "Alright, I'll do whatever my grandson says."

The family arrived at Baijia Market at just one in the morning.

Upon entering the shop, Lan Xiuying was the first to walk in, squinting as she looked around at the small but clean and tidy shop.

"Yes, it's bright and tidy."

"Grandpa, Grandma, please sit here." Zhang Beichuan moved two chairs to a place in the shop where they wouldn't block the way. "When the customers come, Mom and I will be in charge of weighing and oxygenating the goods, and you two can help with the accounting."

Zhang Dequan and Lan Xiuying readily agreed, but once the shop got busy, the two of them ran off even faster than Zhang Beichuan.

"Young man, what would you like? These are all fresh mud eels delivered yesterday afternoon, they're quite good, want to weigh some and try?"

"Yes, yes, yes... Eels are 42 yuan a pound." Zhang Dequan pointed to the tank of crucian carp that was selling very slowly, "If you buy a lot, I'll give you a few more fish to take home and eat."

Zhang Beichuan, who had just seen off a group of guests, turned his head and looked at his grandparents, who were busy and laughing happily. They seemed to be in much better spirits than usual.

He suddenly realized that for his grandparents, being needed might make them feel more secure and happy than being cared for.

"Grandpa and Grandma, take it easy." Zhang Beichuan quickly ran over to help scoop out the eels.

Zhang Dequan smiled and glanced at him. "It's alright. It's getting late. You should go deliver your goods. We'll keep watch over the shop here."

"Yes, yes, don't delay their business. In business, you have to be trustworthy," Grandma Lan Xiuying advised from the side.

Zhang Beichuan smiled helplessly, "Alright, I'll go deliver the goods."

In the following days, with the help of grandparents and mother, the Beichuan Seafood Shop became much busier and opened for longer.

Zhang Beichuan, who had just picked up the package, ran into his grandparents who were walking out of the rented room as soon as he arrived.

"Xiao Chuan is back? The food is on the table. Your grandma and I will go to the shop to let your mom come back and rest. We'll stay at the shop and sell for a while longer this afternoon."

"Okay, then you guys be careful not to overwork yourselves."

Lan Xiuying turned around with a smile and said, "Don't worry, we've been doing this for a few days now, we know what we're doing."

Not long after I got home and finished eating, my mom came back too.

Under the pretext of going back to his room to rest, Zhang Beichuan locked the door, and with a sudden thought, took the piezoelectric ignition device and constant flow valve he had bought and returned to 1986.

As Zhang Beichuan stepped out of his room, he glanced at the sun. It was almost noon, and tomorrow was the day he had arranged to meet Chen Mingyuan.

He had already put the television, radio, and other items in the warehouse in 1986, and Baojun and the others could bring them over first thing tomorrow morning.

"Xiao Chuan? Xiao Chuan?" Lan Baojun's voice came from the shop in front.

"What's wrong?"

"Comrade Lu Ya is looking for you." Upon hearing the response, Lan Baojun glanced at Lu Ya with a smile, "Go in, she's in the backyard."

Lu Ya nodded. "Thank you."