Qu Songsheng listened to his daughter's inner thoughts and looked over.
He was slightly stunned, then laughed.
My baby daughter can come up with good ideas while watching TV, which shows that TV is a good thing.
My daughter wants to watch it, so I buy it.
Come to think of it, it's time for my restaurant to put up a TV to attract customers...
That night, a 14-inch black-and-white TV appeared in Manman Restaurant.
Although it was in black and white, it still attracted many customers to watch.
Qu Songsheng paid special attention to people's reactions when they saw TV commercials and saw them memorizing the slogans.
He was also proud to own the product in the advertisement, and he soon had a detailed plan in his mind...
On the other side, the Yao family.
Qu Baozhu sat dejectedly in front of her husband Yao Dezhi and asked tearfully, "Son, son, do you really have to have a son?"
"We already have three daughters. Isn't it okay to keep any one of them as a son-in-law in the future?"
"Sons and daughters are the same, only our biological daughters are our own blood!"
"An adopted child is always someone else's."
Yao Dezhi frowned and said nothing.
Yao's father and mother said with dark faces, "What do you mean by men and women are the same? That's all bullshit. When my daughter grows up and gets married, she'll be like spilled water on the ground."
"Even if you give birth to a child, it is still someone else's blood."
"What kind of good son-in-law can you get?"
"Which promising man is willing to come to my house?"
"Instead of raising a son for a useless man like that, we might as well adopt one."
"I've been holding him since he was little, and he's no different from my own child."
"When he's well-raised, he'll be your son, a descendant of our Yao family."
"Qu Baozhu, you are incapable of giving birth to a son, and you have cut off the Yao family's lineage. We have agreed to adopt one, which shows how much we value you."
"Or get a divorce. Even if you lose your job, my son won't have trouble finding another one. Can your family help you raise three girls?"
"Let me be frank, if we really get divorced, we won't want any of the three girls."
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