"Grandpa..." Little Qiping threw the ball in his hand and rushed straight towards Su Changjiang, the first person to step into the yard, like a small cannonball.
When he was still two steps away from Su Changjiang, he raised his little arms.
"Do you miss your grandpa?" Su Changjiang smiled and took the little guy into his arms.
"I thought about it." The little guy nodded heavily.
When Zhang Fengxia saw the man coming back, she felt relieved and turned to go to the kitchen.
Seeing this, Su Lili also went into the kitchen to help.
When Mrs. Wang saw that Zhang Fengxia had gone to prepare dinner, she felt embarrassed to keep her any longer, so she exchanged a few words of greeting and left.
Shen Zhihuan closed the door with his backhand.
"Sister-in-law, how was your work today? Are you used to it?"
"Very good." Zhou Xiuqiao smiled.
She never dreamed that she would have a stable job and eat commercial grain in her lifetime.
All this is thanks to Shen Zhihuan.
Zhou Xiuqiao secretly swore in her heart that she would be nice to Shen Zhihuan.
A good lifetime!
After washing her hands, Zhou Xiuqiao also went to the kitchen to help.
Shen Zhihuan wanted to follow him in, but when he reached the kitchen door, he was stopped by Su Lili.
"Second sister-in-law, there is no work for you here. Your work is at the dinner table. Just remember to eat more later."
"Zhihuan, there are only two dishes, don't come in." Zhang Fengxia, who was pouring oil into the pot, also waved at Shen Zhihuan who was stopped at the kitchen door.
"Zhihuan, there are so many people at home, you just need to take a good rest." Zhou Xiuqiao also agreed.
The yam soup was stewed at noon, and in the evening I had a braised fish, stir-fried vegetables and shredded potatoes with vinegar.
The fish has been chopped long ago.
The vegetables have been picked and washed long ago.
The shredded potatoes had already been cut and soaked.
Su Lili served the rice and the last dish, shredded potatoes with vinegar, was also out of the pot.
Without waiting for Su Changjiang to speak, Zhang Fengxia took out the good wine that Su Changjiang usually didn't want to drink, and took the initiative to fill the glasses in front of Su Changjiang and Su Zijun.
"Didn't you say you'd get off work at six? Why are you back at seven?" Zhang Fengxia asked the question that was in her mind.
"There was a meeting at the factory today, so it's a little late." Su Changjiang took a sip of the fine wine that exuded the aroma of flowers and fruits.
Even though he was mentally prepared, Su Changjiang was still shocked by the scale of the flour mill in Beijing.
The factory area alone is so long that you can't see the end of it.
When the meeting was in session, the auditorium was filled with people.
At noon, when we were getting lunch, the line was longer than the dragon lantern show in Sichuan City.
The trucks transporting and delivering goods never stopped.
"Dad, when the meeting was over, I saw the production director of the second workshop whispering in your ear. What did he say to you?" Su Zijun picked up a piece of yam with chopsticks and put it into Xiao Qiping's bowl, then looked at Su Changjiang who was holding the wine glass.
"Zijun, Xiuqiao, we have just arrived at the factory. We don't understand many things and we don't know the ins and outs of it. If others say something to you, just listen. Don't comment casually and don't get involved." Su Changjiang put down the wine glass in his hand and said solemnly.
There are all kinds of birds in a big forest.
Those of them who have little experience don't know the twists and turns involved, so it's best for them to keep quiet and not take sides, and just do their own jobs honestly.
Don't be the first one to stick out.
You know, the one who sticks his head out gets shot.
Su Zijun and Zhou Xiuqiao nodded hurriedly.
Although the two were honest people, they also knew that in this unfamiliar capital city, they had to be careful with their words and actions to avoid getting into trouble.
"There's that guy called Li Daqiang in the third workshop, stay away from him when you see him next time, and don't get involved with him." Su Changjiang thought for a moment and gave another reminder.
Apart from the factory director, deputy director and heads of various departments, Su Changjiang only remembered the troublemaker in workshop three.
If this second-rate guy didn't have someone behind him, would he dare to be so arrogant? !
Su Zijun and Zhou Xiuqiao nodded in unison.
"Dad, I heard that Li Daqiang seems to be a relative of the deputy factory director." Su Zijun frowned.
The flour mill in Chuancheng is small, with the factory director, manager, workers, and those who haul and unload goods totaling less than 200 people.
Why so many twists and turns?
"Just listen to this matter, don't tell anyone else." Su Changjiang reminded with a frown.
Trouble comes from the mouth.
No matter whether this matter is a secret or not, as long as they don't tell anyone, they can't be blamed even if something happens.
After a moment of silence, Su Changjiang looked at Zhang Fengxia and said, "There will probably be a few people coming to our house tomorrow, so remember to prepare a few more dishes."
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People said they were hosting a welcome party for him, but how could he have the nerve to let them pay for it?
"Yeah!" Zhang Fengxia agreed readily.
Zhang Fengxia still understands the principle that more friends mean more paths.
Because it was Sunday, Su Changjiang, Su Zijun and Zhou Xiuqiao didn't have to go to work.
Zhang Fengxia took Su Zijun and Su Lili to the department store to buy food early in the morning, while Zhou Xiuqiao cleaned the house at home.
When Zhang Fengxia and her friends came back from buying groceries, the house had been cleaned spotlessly by Zhou Xiuqiao.
When Shen Zhihuan went over, the aroma of the stew wafted out.
After being turned away again, Shen Zhihuan returned to the next yard and began to tidy up the flowers and plants in the yard. There was plenty of rain in the summer, and the weeds grew wildly.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Shen Zhihuan raised his eyes, curious about who it was.
Liu Chunhua's voice came from the gate of the courtyard, "Mr. Shen, open the door."
As soon as the door opened, Liu Chunhua stretched out her arms and asked for a hug.
"Miss Liu, there is mud on my hands..." Shen Zhihuan quickly took a step back and showed his hands covered in mud.
Lin Tianxia, holding a net bag of peaches and a big watermelon, stood behind Liu Chunhua, smiling at Shen Zhihuan who looked resistant.
"Mr. Shen, congratulations on your promotion from the wife of a regiment commander to the wife of a brigade commander."
"You came all the way here, didn't you, just to make a joke with me?" Shen Zhihuan smiled and let the two of them into the house.
After washing his hands, Shen Zhihuan made two cups of coffee.
And she herself was a glass of milk.
"What is this black thing?" Liu Chunhua picked it up and smelled it. She thought it smelled very good, but she couldn't tell what the smell was exactly.
"Coffee." Shen Zhihuan took out a few small plates and put some biscuits, crackers, candies, melon seeds and other things in them.
"Is this the extremely expensive coffee?" Liu Chunhua frowned, looking at the dark brown liquid in the ceramic cup with some disgust.
Although Liu Chunhua had never drunk it, she had heard of it.
Zheng Fangfang, who lives in their family compound, always shows off in the compound whenever she has time. Her future sister-in-law gave her brother a box of coffee.
Just a box the size of a palm costs about a hundred yuan.
She said it thousands of times, and the older children in the yard became itchy and asked her what it tasted like. She just said it was fragrant and sweet, like honey.
I asked her to make some for everyone to try, and that was all.
Liu Chunhua took a sip and her face instantly wrinkled.
I subconsciously wanted to vomit, but when I thought about the palm-sized box that Zheng Fangfang mentioned, which cost over a hundred yuan, I pinched my nose and swallowed it.
(End of this chapter)