Kang Bo nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take Yu Tang to the ancestral hall to make preparations." Kang Bo was about to retire, so he took this opportunity to examine Song Yu Tang's management ability.
Chen He pondered and said, "There is no distinction between big and small for today's red envelopes. Everyone is treated equally. Let's give 999?" It means peace, health, and longevity. It has good meaning.
Song Jingcheng said: "It's all right. You are the mistress of the Song family, you decide."
Su Jin did not forget to ask, "Those employees working in the back mountain, do they have it too?"
"Of course, grandma." Every time Song Jingcheng gave out red envelopes, he would never forget the employees at the farm in the back mountain.
Su Jin snorted and said with a smile, "It's a pity that Yin Tao is not here. He missed the big red envelope."
Yin Tao is still in Yucheng supervising the construction of the Love Primary School and will not return to Qingshi until the end of the year.
Chen He said: "I sent it to him via WeChat."
After thinking for a while, Chen He said to Song Jingcheng, "You should distribute the red envelopes to Yin Tao and Uncle Ma."
These bodyguards have been working like dogs following Song Jingcheng for years, so their red envelopes must be generous.
"OK."
Song Jingcheng called Ma Kai and Xie Jin in directly. "You two go back to the logistics department and ask the brothers what they want. Make a list and come to me tonight to claim reimbursement."
"in addition."
Song Jingcheng looked at Ma Kai and said, "Old Ma, I'm in a good mood. You can ask for as much as you want today."
Seeing Song Jingcheng regain his life, Ma Kai was in a good mood. He said, "This... I've been following the boss for all these years, and I've had everything I wanted. Now you're suddenly asking me what I want, and I don't know."
"Let me think about it."
Ma Kai thought for a moment before saying, "My kid wants a mountain bike. It costs over 100,000 yuan. I'll just get one."
"OK."
Song Jingcheng asked Xie Jin again: "Where is Xie Jin?"
Xie Jin wore a cool expression and waved his hand, saying, "Thanks to my wife and my boss, I was able to hire Dr. Su to treat my son Taotao. I will remember this kindness forever."
"My biggest wish is for Taotao to recover his health, nothing else."
"I don't want anything."
This was what Xie Jin really thought. He was extremely grateful to Song Jingcheng's family and would never ask for any reward.
Xie Jin didn't want it, but Song Jingcheng had to give it to him.
"Really?" Chen He said with some regret, "My grandma is planning to take Taotao as her student. Since you don't want anything, forget it."
Hearing this, Xie Jin suddenly looked up, looked at Su Jin with joy, and asked in a choked voice, "Doctor Su, do you really want to take Taotao as your student?"
Su Jin nodded, "Indeed, I have this plan. Taotao is a good candidate for studying medicine. In our Su clan, all doctors are dedicated to learning medicine until they die."
"Taotao is only 23, it's not too late to learn from me now."
"Go back and ask Taotao if he is willing to learn from me." Su Jin would not force anyone to become his disciple.
Xie Jin nodded quickly. "Taotao will definitely agree. She hasn't been interested in comics lately and has been reading the medical book you gave her every day."
Xie Jin was so excited that he was a little incoherent. "I'll go tell Taotao right now!"
Xie Jin turned around and ran out of the small building, returning to the staff building to find Taotao to share the good news.
*
The next day, early in the morning.
Song Jingcheng wore a Chinese-style suit, and Chen He also picked a dark green cheongsam. The couple went to the Song Family Ancestral Hall.
The Song Family Ancestral Hall is not in Song Garden, but at the foot of a mountain more than 30 minutes' drive away from Song Garden.
The ancestral hall is nestled against the mountains and beside the water, with a unique scenery.
Behind this mountain is the Qingshi Martyrs Cemetery.
The tombstones of Song Jingcheng's great-grandfather and his siblings are in the martyrs' cemetery. Only their spirit tablets are enshrined in the Song family ancestral hall.
During the New Year holiday, the Song family would first go to the martyrs' cemetery to pay homage to the martyrs, and then return to the ancestral hall to pay homage to their ancestors.
Chen He followed Song Jingcheng into the ancestral hall, knelt on the cushion, respectfully burned incense, and kowtowed, as if he had met the ancestors of the Song family.
After returning from the ancestral hall, they witnessed Taotao's apprenticeship ceremony.
Taotao wore a white shirt, a black pleated skirt, and a Chinese-style embroidered vest today.
Xie Jin prepared a gift for Xie Baotao as a disciple last night.
In ancient times, when one became a disciple, one had to present the teacher with six gifts as compensation, namely, lean meat strips, celery, dried longan, lotus seeds, red dates, and red beans.
These six gifts correspond to expressing gratitude to teachers, diligence in work, enlightenment of wisdom, painstaking teaching, early success in high school, and great ambitions.
But times have changed now and life is better. Although Su Jin has no shortage of things, Xie Jin still carefully prepared six gifts for becoming his apprentice.
He prepared a Feng Shui nine-fish painting, a top-quality peony bonsai, wild century-old ginseng from Changbai Mountain, a piece of Xiangyun silk, a handmade rhinoceros horn comb, and a painting of a hundred years of longevity.
At this moment, Taotao held the apprenticeship tea and knelt respectfully in front of Su Jin, reciting the contents.
Like a good child who was reciting lessons seriously, she finished reciting those perfunctory words of gratitude, then looked up at Su Jin and said sincerely: "Teacher, I, the student, thank you Baotao and offer you a cup of tea!"
Taotao held the teacup and bowed cautiously to Su Jin.
Su Jinxin's heart melted.
She quickly stretched out her hands to take Taotao's tea and drank it in big gulps.
Putting down the teacup, Su Jin nodded towards Chen He.
Chen He brought the tray over, and Su Jin lifted the red cloth on it. Inside was a thick notebook filled with handwriting, which was the medical notes that Su Jin had spent his entire life compiling.
She handed the handwriting to Xie Baotao and warned her: "From today on, you are one of the descendants of my Sumen medicine."
"Xie Baotao, you must remember that doctors are supposed to save lives and heal the wounded, and they should not abuse their medical skills to harm others!"
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