Song Jiayu poured the old man a bowl of soup and said, "Have a bowl of soup. You are Bai Zhou's teacher. You must come to our house often for a simple meal in the future. I still need you to teach Bai Zhou more."
"Jiayu is still good at talking. Don't worry, I will definitely make full use of this kid's brain." Zhou Mingtong drank the soup in a very good mood.
…
At night, Tianshui Lane, 10th Street, Courtyard No. 18.
In the new house, on the new kang, there were an old couple.
"Brother Bai Zhou, how does it feel to have your brain noticed by others?" Song Jiayu asked the question, holding Brother Bai Zhou's face, looking left and right, as if trying to see through this man's smart brain.
Jiang Baizhou lets people watch him. For him, anything that requires thinking is not a problem.
"How about the Third Mountain Agricultural Research Institute?"
"It's pretty good. At least I got this trick. Now I have become the favorite of the director of the institute."
“…”
The couple chatted at night. Upstairs, the two brothers who rarely saw each other slept in the same bed today.
Song Beiwang took out his money box and said, "Second brother, these are for you."
There was quite a bit of money scattered around inside, probably around thirty yuan.
Song Tianshun didn't take his brother's money, and asked curiously: "Where did you get it?"
"It's made by collecting waste. Only people with a good eye can make money, like me, your brother." Song Beiwang said proudly.
Song Tianshun pushed the money box back and shook his head: "Keep this money for yourself and buy whatever you want to eat."
"Why are you and elder sister both like this? No one spends the money I earn." Song Beiwang was so depressed that he couldn't give his money away.
The younger brother's expression was still so funny. Song Tianshun smiled and asked, "Why didn't you tell our parents?"
Song Beiwang instantly showed an expression that said, "You, such a good brother, actually harmed me."
No, can I tell this to Song’s father and mother?
If he told anyone, his parents would definitely give him a good beating, saying that he was always doing crooked things and that he refused to go to the village to earn a few work points every day.
"Ha ha ha ha"
Song Tianshun couldn't help laughing out loud.
He shut up under Song Beiwang's increasingly resentful gaze.
In another room downstairs, Zhao Qiuqin was taking care of her two little grandsons sleeping in a small bed. She looked at the sleeping faces of the little ones for a long time before returning to the warm kang.
"What are the two sons upstairs talking about? Why are they laughing so happily?"
Song Demin was already half asleep at this time, and he said dazedly: "Why do you care about what they do? They are already grown up, so let's not worry so much."
"Yeah, you say we should take An An and Ning Ning to walk around Tianshui Lane tomorrow and ask if there are any good girls. Tian Shun is already grown up."
Zhao Qiuqin was talking while waiting for Song Demin's answer.
After a minute or two, snoring sounds were heard from Song Demin.
Zhao Qiuqin was so angry that she turned around.
But what she didn't know was that the snoring Comrade Song Deming quietly opened his eyes and was finally able to sleep this time. As for finding a wife for Tianshun, our second boy is also stubborn. He will definitely not want anyone he doesn't like. It's better to let Tianshun find one himself. Why worry so much about it.
Soon, two snoring sounds were heard in the room, one after another.
On December 1st, the early morning of Courtyard No. 18 was very busy.
"Tian Shun, get up quickly. You still have to go to class today. Jiayu, son-in-law Jiang, don't you two have to go to work? Song Demin, get up quickly and light the fire for me!"
Comrade Zhao Qiuqin became the pillar of this family.
Song Tianshun, who had been chatting with his brother upstairs for most of the night, felt drowsy.
Fortunately, there were no children sleeping downstairs, and the couple, who had been making a fuss for most of the night, got up in a listless state.
The two little kids slept like little piglets, while their uncle upstairs was sleeping like a monkey, hanging upside down on the kang and sleeping soundly.
Today's breakfast is my mom's corn porridge, fried dumplings, and scallion pancakes.
The corn porridge has the sweet fragrance of corn, the fried dumplings with cabbage and pork have a crispy skin and the filling is just right, and the last scallion pancake is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside with the aroma of scallions.
"Breakfast made by mom is still the best~" Song Jiayu praised her mother after taking the first bite of fried dumplings.
"If you like it, eat more. Aren't you coming back for lunch?" Zhao Qiuqin picked up another fried dumpling for her daughter.
"Not coming back." Song Jiayu shook her head.
Jiang Baizhou also said at this time: "I won't come back to eat either."
Since he has chosen Zhou Mingtong as his master, it is his duty as an apprentice to serve meals to his teacher and take time to learn about electricity during lunch.
Song Tianshun also continued, "I'm staying at school today. I'll come back to stay for a day on Saturdays. I'll have the last six months to study with the teacher. I have to continue working hard at school."
Although Zhao Qiuqin regretted that the family could not have a reunion dinner together, she also understood.
At the door of my house, the car I saw yesterday arrived as usual.
Song Jiayu got into the car directly.
On her first day at work, she dealt a heavy blow to a group of people at the Agricultural Research Institute.
In the palm of your hand, there are ears of rice, wheat, cabbage, sweet potatoes, potatoes, peanuts, carrots, soybeans, etc., and each small seed takes root and sprouts in a short period of time and goes through its entire life.
"This, this is really not a magic trick?"
Some people react very quickly.
"Dean, I'd like to apply for technician Song Jiayu to join my project team."
"You're such a sly fellow, Dean, don't listen to him. My project team needs technician Song Jiayu. It's been a drought these past few years, and we need to prioritize cultivating crops that can be grown in dry land!"
"Dean, have you forgotten about the grafting group we just started to figure out?"
"Your grafting project team has just started, and there's nothing there yet. You might as well come to my project team."
“…”
A group of old technicians were arguing with each other, just like the uncles and aunts in a modern vegetable market.
Dean Lu gestured to calm everyone down and said, "Technician Xiao Song isn't part of any project team. She's a key figure in our research institute. However, she'll be with Li Sheng's project team for the next few days. Once the dryland crops are cultivated, we'll decide where to send Comrade Xiao Song."
"There's something I need to make clear to you. I hope you can keep your mouth shut about Technician Xiao Song's abilities. Don't reveal a single word to anyone. If you do, you'll be charged with leaking state secrets."
A group of people who deal with farmland every day are proving themselves with poor words.
"Don't worry, Dean. We are all dirt people. Who would look down on us?"
"We will never reveal the existence of Technician Song."
"Yes, whoever leaks it will be a national sinner!"
“…”
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