No wonder he became a rebellious child when he grew up and was not obedient at all.
Look at Song Zhiqing, he is clearly less than 20 years old, but he is very thorough in everything he does, whether it is speaking or doing things.
Why do they have the urge to go home and beat their rebellious son? Well! They do it right away and go home and beat their child at night.
So... these people were beaten for no apparent reason and had no idea what was going on.
Secretary-General Yuan Yunhua took out a document from his bag and handed it to Song Xueyao.
"Comrade Song, please take a look at these documents. Are there any problems? If you have any objections, please raise them and I will make changes immediately."
"good."
Song Xueyao took the document and read it carefully, not missing a single punctuation mark.
After reading the document, Song Xueyao smiled brightly, "I've read the Secretary-General's document and there's nothing wrong with it."
"That's good, as long as Comrade Song is satisfied."
Next, the signatures were completed, and the people they arranged will come tomorrow to install telephones and electrical wires in the village, as well as repair roads.
Building a school may have to wait, after all, there are not so many teachers.
Several leaders did not stay long. Song Xueyao wanted to invite them to dinner, but they declined as they had other things to do.
When they left, they also took away the seeds of high-yield crops.
After all, many places can produce two crops, and these high-yield grains cannot be wasted now.
Xinglong Village has really become famous this year. Not only has it received commendations from leaders, but it also has electricity and telephones, making several team leaders from neighboring villages extremely envious.
Why isn’t there such a capable educated youth in their village?
The next day, the people arranged by the leader arrived early and immediately laid electrical wires and installed telephones in Xinglong Village.
Adults and children alike cheered. Although the electricity cost money, it was much brighter than the kerosene lamp.
Tang Yunting even used the village phone to call home and tell his grandfather the good news.
After knowing the whole story, Mr. Tang smiled with relief.
"You little brat! Your wife really brings honor to you and the Tang family."
Tang Yunting was particularly arrogant at this time. If he had a tail behind him, it would probably be raised to the sky.
"Old man, the wife I choose is of course the best in the world.
Do you think I am like you, with such poor taste, that I only find those useless and troublesome vases for me? "
Old Master Tang was thinking on the other end of the phone, if this brat was by my side, I would definitely give him a couple of beatings.
There is no respect for elders and this is really outrageous.
She really wanted to meet this granddaughter-in-law, to know what kind of person she was and how capable she was, yet she always surprised him time and time again.
Now that he is old, he hopes that the younger generation will have the ability to support the entire Dragon Kingdom.
Although he could just make a phone call and his granddaughter-in-law would return to Kyoto, he didn't want to do that.
Tang Yunting was particularly proud of showing off how smart his four children were.
Old Master Tang over there really wanted to call through the phone line and beat up this brat.
Knowing that he was dying to see some of the treasures, this guy still showed off in front of him.
If this isn’t something you deserve a beating, then what is?
Tang Yunting also knew when to stop and couldn't really make his old man angry.
In the end, I could only coax my grandfather immediately. I believed that they might be able to return to Beijing soon, and then we could meet, right?
Although Mr. Tang knew that the brat was teasing him, he was still very happy. Who doesn't want to be surrounded by children and grandchildren? It's a day for family reunion.
"Stinky boy, I'm telling you, you can't ask for special treatment."
"Grandpa, don't worry! Am I that kind of person?
Okay, I won’t keep talking to you anymore. I have to go back to see my daughter. You don’t know how cute she is.”
Mr. Tang was so angry that he hung up the phone.
Butler Zhang Yun'an smiled and said, "Master, why are you so angry with the young master? He did it on purpose."
"Humph! That brat, he knows I want to see some kids right now, but he still shows off in front of me.
When he comes back one day, I will break his legs."
The housekeeper thought to himself, old man, you only talk, but you are really willing to break someone's legs. Everyone knows that you pamper the young master like the apple of your eye.
After a month of busy work, the autumn harvest was finally completed, and the road in Xinglong Village was repaired and is now very easy to walk on.
It’s not as bumpy as before, and you’d fall if you didn’t walk carefully.
As expected, they are very efficient, and the other villages are all looking at Xinglong Village eagerly.
Wu Jianguo now holds his back straight. He has never felt so refreshed as he does now. Of course, this is all the confidence given by Song Zhiqing.
In this way, Song Xueyao became a role model in the eyes of everyone in Xinglong Village and the object of envy of others.
Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
This year is already 76 years old, and Song Xueyao is counting the days in her mind.
There is still a year left, but she has already prepared everything.
She had almost earned back her start-up capital in just over a year and was already a millionaire.
People are fighting over a dime, and she is already a millionaire. If this news gets out, who knows how many people will hunt her down.
The four babies are now over one year old and are very naughty. They only listen to Song Xueyao.
They were causing trouble all day long. One villager would come to them, and then another villager would come to say that these four kids had plucked all the feathers from their chickens.
The eldest brother Yuanbao is the most sinister and lets his younger brothers and sisters do all the bad things.
It was as if he was acting as their military advisor.
The second child is also a bit naughty. The third child only knows how to eat all day long and has a very sweet mouth.
So he was the one who received the lightest punishment every time. Even though the fourth child, Xiaoyueliang, was a girl, she was no less naughty than boys.
With two little buns and a skirt on, and a face that looks just like Song Xueyao, she is so adorable that everyone falls in love with her.
Xia Yuanfang and his friends had never seen such a smart child before.
He is only over one year old, but his IQ seems to be that of a teenager.
He speaks clearly and is very good at reading people's expressions. He knows that the young mistress has the most say in this family.
As soon as the young lady spoke, the few of them immediately became as obedient as little lambs.
Song Xueyao also tinkered with some discarded gadgets from the scrap yard.
It is the simplest version of the harvester. Although it requires manual labor, it is much more convenient than the ones used by villagers now.
This doesn't cost money or fuel, you just need to step on the pedals manually.
At first, everyone didn’t understand why Song Zhiqing was looking for so much discarded garbage?
Yang Xiaohua said rudely again, "Don't you think Song Zhiqing is so poor that he can't even afford to eat, so he has to pick up trash now?"
No one agreed with her except her daughters.
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