Chapter 121 I drew this. Please come here.

Fu Zhengtu ran all the way to the supply and marketing cooperative and asked the salesperson: "Hello, do you know where I can buy mung bean soup?"

The saleswoman was flattered; Mr. Fu had come to buy things so many times but had never spoken to her.

"That, that stall, the boss sells pancakes." The pancakes are made of mung bean flour, and he also sells mung bean soup.

Fu Zhengtu was stunned. He didn't notice it when he bought the pancakes.

He nodded to the salesperson and said, "Thank you." Then he bought another watermelon before turning around and leaving.

The salesperson stared at his back in a daze. Who could have thought that a man like Mr. Fu would pamper his lover so much after getting married?

He never came to buy things before. Everyone knew that he came to buy breakfast so that the "lazy woman" at home could sleep a little longer.

His lover is so lucky.

The lucky Su Taotao was testing a kid on the Three Character Classic. She deliberately asked him again after a few days, but she didn't expect that the kid could still remember it. No matter which sentence she randomly tested, he remembered it clearly.

If she had this ability of remembering everything she saw, she would have no problem getting into Peking University or Tsinghua University in her lifetime.

The child is also very sensitive to numbers and will put what he has learned into practice. After I taught him to count, he would count first whenever he saw something in a slightly larger quantity. After some of the oysters were given away last night, there were only eight left. Su Taotao deliberately said that she didn’t know how many one person could eat, and the little guy blurted out “brew one”.

The kid first counted four people, then eight oysters, and blurted out "Ah, two, four makes eight." Even Fu Zhengtu was surprised, because he had only taught him "three three makes nine."

The little guy said, "Uncle, teach me a lesson~~".

Fu Yuanhang said that sometimes when he coaxed him to sleep, he would recite the multiplication table mnemonics with him. Sometimes he would fall asleep before he finished reciting it once. He didn't expect that he could actually remember it.

Su Taotao thought she had become immune to the fact that her child's IQ was higher than that of ordinary children, but he always refreshed her perception, thinking, oh, it turns out that children can be even smarter.

This kid, when he grows up a little bit, only Master Fu can teach him.

Su Taotao never expected that when she casually said she wanted to drink mung bean soup in the morning, Mr. Fu actually brought it back for her.

If it wasn't inappropriate for children, she would have wanted to give Mr. Fu a deep French kiss on the spot. Mr. Fu really suited her taste in every way.

She and Fu Zhengtu were both busy today, so the child could only go to class with his uncle.

Chenchen carried Baibai into the basket: "Mom, there's a basket, take Baibai with you."

Su Taotao bent down and shook her head: "No, dogs can't go to class. You can go to class with Dongdong today."

"Ah~~" However, the children were still very happy to hear that they could go to class with Dongdong.

The three families seemed to have made an appointment. When Su Taotao opened the door, Aunt Zhong's family and Xia Zhiqiu's family just walked to her door.

A tall, strong young man was watering the fruits and vegetables in front of Su Taotao's door. He was holding the bucket with one hand. When his arm was tense, his developed muscles bulged out in lumps, looking harder than stone. It was a symbol of strength. It was obvious that he had to do physical work for many years to develop such strong muscles.

Aunt Zhong introduced him with a smile: "This is my eldest son, Mo Jiazhe. You can just call him Jiji."

"Mom, stop calling me by my nickname."

Mo Jiazhe smiled shyly at Su Taotao, his wheat-colored skin making his neatly white teeth even more eye-catching.

"Good morning, sister-in-law. I'm Mo Jiazhe."

The gaze is straight and the eyes are clear.

Su Taotao had a very good first impression of Mo Jiazhe and thought that she should recruit such a pragmatic and hardworking young man into the factory.

"Good morning, Jiazhe."

Su Taotao thinks that both Aunt Zhong's family and Xia Zhiqiu's family are quite interesting. The last characters of Aunt Zhong's two children's names are composed of overlapping characters, which can be separated into nicknames. The names of Xia Zhiqiu's family combine the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and they are all very special.

Mumu held Dongdong by the arm and waved to Fu Yuanhang proudly: "Brother, I have a younger brother to go to school with me today!"

Fu Yuanhang smiled faintly: "Oh, I go to school with my nephew."

Mumu: “…”

Mumu was so confused. Did he win or lose? Is Dongdong the same generation as him or Chenchen? Should Dongdong call him uncle? It's so confusing!

Mumu: "Dongdong, why don't you just call me Uncle Mumu, otherwise Chenchen will have to call you Uncle."

Aunt Zhong laughed and scolded: "You little brat, you are talking nonsense again so early in the morning. Don't be so careless all the time. Take good care of Dongdong, okay?"

However, Fu Yuanhang and Chen Chen are a generation apart, so it seems that they should call her that. Chen Chen should call her Grandma Zhong.

In fact, they are not formal relatives, so it doesn't matter what you call her. In Xia Zhiqiu's eyes, Aunt Zhong is also of the same generation as his parents.

She smiled and touched Dongdong's head: "Then call me Uncle Mumu. Don't make trouble at school. Listen carefully in class and obey Uncle Mumu and the teacher. Do you understand?"

Su Taotao couldn't help but laugh. No wonder these kids thought they were going to school. They were clearly going there to play, but after being told to do so by the adults, they thought they were going to class.

After settling the two children, the adults started to get busy.

After sending the children off, Su Taotao and the other two went directly to the construction site.

Along the way, Aunt Zhong didn't even mention saying anything good about Mo Jiazhe. Su Taotao took the initiative to ask a few questions, but she just told the truth and stopped there.

In fact, Mo Jiazhe definitely meets the requirements and his character is impeccable. In addition, he has the endorsement of Aunt Zhong's family, so if he is hired, he just needs to quit his original job and come over.

The recruitment process still has to go through. Regardless of whether it is a comparison of hardware or software, it is impossible for someone like Mo Jiazhe to be eliminated.

The construction team was very punctual and arrived earlier than Su Taotao and the others.

The construction team leader is called Lao Gao, a dark and strong man, about fifty years old, very energetic, and obviously a very capable person.

Aunt Zhong was not surprised at all when she saw Lao Gao. She smiled and greeted him, "Lao Gao, it's you again?"

Lao Gao smiled in a simple and honest way, and was busy greeting Aunt Zhong: "Comrade Zhong, long time no see, it's me, it's me."

Su Taotao has become immune to it, and she wouldn't be surprised even if Aunt Zhong knew the Chairman.

Aunt Zhong smiled and said, "That's great. Come on, let me introduce you. This is our factory director Su, and this is Secretary Xia. I'm mainly in charge of logistics. You can't be careless about this project. You have to keep an eye on it. I'll be here to supervise you at any time."

Lao Gao smiled cheerfully: "Of course, do you still not trust me, Lao Gao, in my work? Hello, Director Su and Secretary Xia."

Su Taotao: "Hello, Captain Gao."

Xia Zhiqiu: "Hello."

Lao Gao is also a practical person, and he got straight to the point: "I have studied your drawings with the engineer. Did you ask a professional to draw them? The drawings are very detailed, and the notes are very clear. Basically, there are no major problems. It's just that some details need to be discussed on site. Can you invite the person who drew the drawings for you to come over as well?"

Su Taotao made a gesture of invitation: "I drew this. Please come this way."

Lao Gao: “…”

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