When talking about this, Song Youfu's face lit up.

"It's fine. Work is going very well. I was even promoted to team leader last month."

Since he started working in the machinery factory, he felt that he had realized his life value and was particularly happy and energetic in his work.

Song Chu smiled and said, "Then you are very powerful, Dad."

Song Youfu's face turned red when he was praised like this. "She's just average. Your mother is even better. She's already the director of the new production design department of a garment factory."

"You and mom are both great. It seems like you are enjoying your work." Song Chu found that his parents not only did not look old, but seemed to be a few years younger. It should be related to their work and going well in life.

Song Youfu nodded: "Your mother and I both like this job very much. It's all thanks to you that I can be the team leader."

Song Chu asked in surprise: "Thanks to me?"

She didn't even say hello to the director of the furniture factory and ask him to take special care of her father.

"You gave me a lot of furniture drawings before. After I arrived at the furniture factory, I talked to the workshop director and showed him the drawings."

Song Youfu continued, “He asked me to do it first. After I did it, the director and others were very optimistic about it.”

"Sure enough, when the furniture factory put it out for sale, we found that buyers also liked it, especially the sliding door wardrobes and folding tables and chairs. A lot of orders were placed immediately, and we are rushing to make them recently."

Because of this, his popularity in the workshop improved, and many carpenters in the factory would come to him for advice.

This made him feel very accomplished and proud. When he returned to the village, not only his two brothers, but also his third brother and uncle praised him.

Song Chu laughed: "So it's because of the furniture drawings."

"But it must be because of your strong skills that you were able to make the furniture I drew, so the key to being promoted to team leader still depends on your own efforts." She knew that her father liked to be praised the most.

Sure enough, Song Youfu's old face was full of smiles. "My current skills are indeed pretty good. I am considered to be among the best in the factory. I will learn from your mother in the future and see if I can become a director."

Song Chu: “…” No, you probably can’t.

Although her mother seems to be a bit aggressive, she has good social skills, high emotional intelligence, and is very capable of dealing with people. She has also studied literacy classes seriously, learned to read design drawings, and taught herself design knowledge.

To become the director of a new design department, besides having talent and ability in design, it is definitely inseparable from good communication skills.

His father is the kind of person who just works hard and likes to brag from time to time. He has low emotional intelligence and social skills, and he is far from being able to become a director.

Of course, sometimes hard work will be rewarded. Some factory leaders like honest people like his father, so there is still some chance.

But she certainly couldn't pour cold water on him in person, so she smiled encouragingly and said, "Dad, you are very motivated. I believe in you. Keep working hard."

"Okay, I will work hard and not embarrass you." Song Youfu was particularly excited when he was encouraged by his daughter.

Since his daughter is optimistic about him, it seems that he still has the potential to become a director.

As they were talking, Song Laosan and Song Sansao came.

"Chu Chu, you're finally back." Song Sansao called out to Song Youfu, then sat down next to Song Chu, holding her hand affectionately.

She particularly likes this aunt-in-law and misses her after not seeing her for so long.

Song Chu also liked the character of the third sister-in-law, and said with a smile: "I missed you so I asked for leave and came back for a few days."

"We miss you, too." Mrs. Song looked at Song Chu and said, "You've lost weight. Is your work in the provincial capital very tiring?"

Song Chu: "..." She obviously gained weight.

"I was quite busy during that period, but I haven't had anything to do in the past week, so I was able to take leave and come back."

Song Chu pointed to the two pockets on the table and said, "I just came back from Kyoto. This is the gift I bought for you and my third brother."

Mrs. Song is a generous and straightforward person. "Oh, you went to Kyoto again. The lipstick you bought for me last time made our colleagues so jealous."

Things have become a lot more open this year, and lesbians are starting to pay more attention to dressing up, and lipsticks are becoming popular.

However, unlike in later generations when a brand of lipstick had dozens or hundreds of shades, now there are only a few.

The last time Song Chu went to Kyoto, he saw a nice orange-red lipstick in the mall, so he bought two and gave them to his two sisters-in-law.

"I bought you a woolen skirt and a handbag this time. I wonder if you like them."

Mrs. Song opened the pockets containing clothes and bags, took them out and looked at them.

The red and black plaid woolen skirt and brown handbag look particularly fashionable.

"I like both the skirt and the bag. Chuchu, your taste is still so good. Is this a popular style in Kyoto?" She picked up the bag and compared it.

Because her father-in-law was there, she resisted the urge to compare the skirt to her body.

She was sure that such styles were not available in their small county, let alone the provincial capital.

When I wear it out, it will definitely attract the envy of my colleagues. I feel beautiful just thinking about it.

Although it is early June now, the weather will be very cold when it rains, so she still has the opportunity to wear it out once or twice to show off.

"Well, this style has just become popular in Kyoto this year. I thought it suits you very well, so I bought it. It really suits you." Song Chu said sweetly.

This also caused Song Sansao to hug her and shake her, "Chu Chu is still good to me."

Seeing that his wife had been monopolizing his sister, Song Laosan was speechless. He reached out and took his bag, opened it and took a look.

Seeing that it was a navy blue suit with a particularly good cut, he couldn't help but show some fondness for it.

"Did you buy this for me?" He had never worn a suit since he got married. Last month, a teacher at school wore a suit to work, which attracted everyone's attention and envy.

Suits are not only expensive these days, but also hard to buy.

Not to mention other people, even he was a little envious of the teacher, thinking that a man with a suit would look particularly stylish. He didn't expect that his sister would buy him one.

Song Chu smiled and nodded: "Yes, I bought a suit for you, dad, eldest brother, second brother and fourth brother, so that you can wear it when you have any social events in the future."

Although things are much more open now and private economy is allowed, people still have to go to department stores to buy clothes and other things.

Popular items like woolen skirts and suits are not only difficult to buy without tickets, but also difficult to buy.

It was also thanks to the help of her senior sister Wan Yuemei that she was able to buy it.

During the few days she was in Kyoto, her senior sister asked her out shopping twice and had dinner with her twice. They started to get to know each other and found that their personalities were compatible, so they established a friendship.

In addition to buying for his family, Song Chu naturally also bought a set for Qin Xiaoniu.

I gave it to that girl last night. She was so happy. Both she and her third sister-in-law are very fond of beauty.

(End of this chapter)