The Song family will not take advantage of others for nothing.
What's more, Zhou Qingwan is not someone else, but the aunt of his precious granddaughter.
Since she didn't want money, Old Lady Song said:
"Well, if she doesn't want money, let her come to the shop too. Just tell her that the shop is also hers, and if there is money to be made in the future, it will be her share."
A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Duan Dinglan's eyes.
She strongly supports this approach.
You can't really not give her money just because she doesn't want it, right?
There must be a way to protect her rights in the future.
"Mom, in this case, my brothers and sisters-in-law..."
No matter what, Zhou Qingwan is also a person of an outsider.
It is unclear whether her sudden involvement in the Song family's own business would make her brothers and sisters-in-law uncomfortable.
Duan Dinglan was naturally also afraid that some of his actions would alienate the Song family.
If this is true, I would not be worthy of Zhou Qingwan and her son, but I would also be sorry for my mother-in-law who has always treated me as her own daughter.
Mrs. Song, who has always been cautious in her actions, seemed particularly casual in this matter.
She waved her hand and said casually:
"Your brothers are all my children. I know what they would think. None of your sisters-in-law like to gossip. Naturally, they won't reject my proposal."
The reason why the old lady was so sure was because her proposal was reasonable.
Duan Dinglan frowned, and there was worry in his eyes.
Finally, she suggested:
"Mother, I think we should discuss this with my brothers and sisters-in-law."
It’s not that I don’t believe in the old lady’s authority in the family.
She was just worried that her family would think the old lady was biased because of this kind of thing.
This is a natural obstacle for her to establish her authority.
As expected, Old Lady Song immediately understood what Duan Dinglan was worried about.
After all, it's all for her own good.
The old lady felt a warm current flowing through her heart, but she said with a strange expression:
"You are so thoughtful, kid. In that case, I will tell them about this."
The result is just that.
But the process cannot be omitted.
Sure enough, during the meal, the old lady briefly mentioned this matter.
No one in the Song family disagreed.
The fifth daughter-in-law nodded repeatedly when she heard this:
"Mother is really thoughtful. In my opinion, we should give a larger share of the profits to Miss Zhou."
The other daughters-in-law also had the same idea.
If you want to open a store, the least you need is green plums.
Since they provide us with plums for free, we should naturally be nicer to them.
That's it.
With Lin Bing's full support.
The Song family's small shop has finally officially started.
Green plum sauce became the treasure for the Song family to start a business and get rich.
…
Time flies, and four years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, Song Rushuang is about to turn five years old.
In the past few years, Song Rushuang climbed trees and went to rivers, playing with her brothers at home. Even if she was naughty, there would be people to help her. She lived a very happy life.
If there was anything that made her unhappy, it was probably that she hadn't seen her adoptive father in the past few years.
For Song Rushuang, ever since she had a serious illness, she has regarded this stepfather as dispensable.
In fact, although she hasn't seen him over the years, Song Rushuang is essentially not lacking in fatherly love.
Her five uncles treated her better than their own sons.
Not only was she not a fatherless child, she also received more love from "fathers".
pity.
That's what she thought, but she couldn't change Duan Dinglan's mind.
It starts from when Duan Dinglan married Song Laoliu.
She regarded Song Laoliu as the only man in her life.
Since she was able to give birth to children for him, it showed how deeply she loved him.
When the Song family first started doing business, Duan Dinglan never mentioned Song Laoliu.
Until the past two or three years, not only Duan Dinglan, but also the other members of the Song family had a very good understanding of each other.
No one mentioned Song Laoliu at all, as if he had never existed.
I don’t know if Duan Dinglan’s disguise is too good.
At least she successfully deceived many people, even Song Rushuang.
Until recently.
Song Rushuang sensitively discovered that her mother always hid away and cried secretly without telling anyone in the Song family.
So, no matter whether Song Rushuang is willing to admit it or not.
Duan Dinglan must be thinking about her husband.
That is, Song Laoliu, who had not come back to see them for nearly five years.
Duan Dinglan has not been in a very good mood recently.
Others thought she was too tired and didn't get enough rest.
But Song Rushuang, who was closest to her, knew it better than anyone else.
Her mother always cried secretly in the middle of the night, and only slept for two hours until dawn.
It would be a wonder if she was in such good spirits.
Influenced by Duan Dinglan, Song Rushuang has been in a very bad mood these days.
Her brothers asked her to go out and play.
Song Rushuang shook her head lacking interest.
After her brothers left, she sat on the swing under the big tree in the yard.
My mind began to empty.
…
At the village entrance at the same time.
Three years later, Lin Bing returned to Baishui Village again.
Just when the business of the Song family store was beginning to stabilize, a relative of hers became seriously ill.
Helplessly, Lin Bing had to quit her job and say goodbye to the Song family and her beloved goddaughter.
I originally thought I could come back after taking care of my family.
However, the illnesses of her family members dragged on for a long time, so she often stayed with her relatives.
Three years passed in a sluggish manner.
Until recently, this seriously ill relative in her family fell ill again.
This time, she was not so lucky.
So, after Lin Bing and his family finished handling the funeral of this relative, they hurried back to Baishui Village in the neighboring province.
Although so much time has passed, she has never forgotten that she still has a goddaughter here.
The thing I fear most when I rush back is probably that my goddaughter won’t recognize me.
Standing in front of the Song family’s gate.
Lin Bing lamented the passing of time, which passed in a flash.
In a trance, the first time I came to the Song family seemed to have happened just yesterday.
If you calculate carefully, her goddaughter should be five years old now, right?
Lin Bing took a deep breath and pushed open the gate in one go.
The next person who came into view was a little girl of about four or five years old.
Her skin was as white and tender as a glutinous rice dumpling, her big watery eyes twinkled, her long and curly eyelashes curled high, and she had a cute bun with sheep horns on her head, wrapped with a red rope, and with two Chinese knot tassels hanging down at the end.
A breeze blew, and the tassels swayed, directly touching Lin Bing's heart.
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