Fried rice tea

Song Qiusheng fell into deep thought.

"What you said seems to make sense. Ordinary people envy workers because they have stable jobs and are given housing. Your company also recruits college students. If they can't compare with the treatment of the company, why would they stay?"

Song Shixia gave her brother an admiring look.

"That's what I mean, so the treatment of ordinary workers must also keep up."

Yao Xue then added: "Our company's current plan is to provide housing to college students upon their employment, and ordinary employees can own their own housing after working in the company for five years. If they have worked for less than five years, they will only be exempt from rent and pay for their own water and electricity bills."

Ergou sat next to Song Dongdong and was filled with envy after hearing what he said.

"Sister Song, can my parents work in your factory?"

Song Qiu Sheng slapped him on the back, but he deliberately restrained his strength so as not to hurt him.

"Your parents earn much more running the orchard at home than working in the factory. The little brat's eyes lit up when he heard about the house division."

Song Shixia couldn't help laughing: "Your parents earn more than a worker's salary in a year. You can ask them to buy you a house in the capital. It will be very convenient for them to come and see you in the future. You can get a discount if you ask your brother Qiu Sheng to buy a house for you."

Ergou nodded heavily. His mother said that as long as he listened to Brother Song and Sister Song, he would be right. He would tell his parents when he got home.

Song Dongdong looked at her sister eagerly.

"Sister, can I buy a house?"

Song Qiusheng was delighted when he heard this.

"You're buying a house? How much money do you have to buy a house? Just study hard for the exam. You should be able to pass it this year, right?"

Last year, Song Dongdong's grades were not ideal. He did not fail the college entrance examination, but was two points away from the military academy admission score. After much deliberation, he decided to repeat his studies. This year is his second time to take the college entrance examination.

Song Dongdong was not convinced: "I have 1,000 yuan from my annual salary plus my own earnings, so why can't I buy a house?"

Song Qiusheng broke his brother's fantasy.

"You can't buy a good house for one thousand yuan. Just focus on your studies and don't worry about the house. You're so young and yet you want to buy a house?" The community he developed costs 500 yuan per square meter. Dongdong is still too naive.

Song Dongdong was reluctant to shut up. He didn't want to rely on his brothers and sisters' help to buy a house. One day he would earn money with his own hands to buy a big house.

In the last few days of the month, Song Shixia and Yao Xue discussed and decided that they could cooperate with Yang's company, but they could terminate the cooperation at any time if it was unpleasant.

Uncle Bai felt that it was unfair that the cooperation should only be decided by Party A. However, the founder Yang Gengming agreed, and his opinion was invalid.

Song Shixia met Aunt Feng's nephew, who was about 1.7 meters tall, thin, and looked very energetic. He did not show the lethargy that comes with retiring from his job. According to Aunt Feng, he was farming in his hometown after retiring from his job.

The young man was a little reserved at first, but he opened up when he talked about cooperation.

Halfway through the conversation, Feng Weiguang took out a glass jar.

"This is rice that my mother fried herself. It is very good for cooling down the internal heat when you soak it in water. The dry weather in the capital during the change of seasons is just right for cooling down the internal heat."

Song Shixia did not refuse, but laughed and teased,

"I've always heard my aunt talking about you. Seeing you is believing. You really are a family." They were all very generous and enthusiastic.

Feng Weiguang is not afraid of hard work but is afraid of being idle. When he learned that he could use his family's land to grow Chinese medicinal herbs, he was very willing.

"Don't worry, I will take full responsibility if the herbs you grow are not of good quality."

Feng Lian was so anxious. Why did this kid suddenly become ill? Did he know that the quality of the herbs he planted in the first year would be acceptable? If he didn't do well in business and lost money, how would he explain it to his wife and mother at home?

Song Shixia reassured him.

"I will find someone to grow the medicinal herbs, and the seeds are also obtained from a specialist. As long as you take good care of them, the quality will definitely not be too bad."

As long as the things produced in your own space are not deliberately destroyed, they will not be bad.

Feng Lian heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and Feng Weiguang secretly wiped his sweat. He actually didn't have much confidence in his heart, but he felt that since he had accepted the order from the other company and the other party trusted him, he must show his sincerity.

He had no money to lose, and the worst that could happen was that he would get nothing from his crops for a year.

Song Shixia signed a contract with Feng Weiguang, and the company would have three partners in the future. Only Feng Weiguang was the company's personal supplier, and he could only supply herbs to Yu Meiren Company. If he sold them privately, he would no longer cooperate and would have to pay ten times the amount.

Song Shixia wanted to transfer all the medicinal herbs grown in her space. She thought of various reasonable methods, but finally felt that it would be more convenient to find a private supplier to help with the planting.

She had no trusted subordinates, and her hometown was full of fruit trees. Her parents' farm had doubled in size, so she could only recruit people from outside. She had been listening to Aunt Feng's nephew for two years, and the young man had good character, so she could give him a chance.

Song Shixia had just made a pot of tea when the kids at home came hopping back home, followed by their primary school teacher.

Song Shixia quickly stood up to greet him.

"Teacher Wang, is there anything I can help you with?"

Teacher Wang smiled helplessly. The student's parents were well-known in the school. She didn't beat around the bush and stated her purpose directly.

"Your two children are too smart. Classroom is a bit redundant for them. The school recommends that they skip a grade."

It was not only affecting the class, but the two kids made the teacher speechless with their questions, and other students followed suit. The teacher was miserable and would come to her office to complain every time after class.

Song Shixia was stunned for a moment, and the two boys lowered their heads and looked at the floor tacitly.

Song Shixia had a rough idea in her mind, "They both started elementary school early. Normally, children start the first grade at the age of seven. My child can't be in the third grade at the age of six, right?"

My children were in the first grade when they were five years old, and it is just right for them to go to the second grade this year. We can't let them skip a grade when they are six.

The head teacher hesitated and said, "The school leaders have discussed this and it is certain that your child has inherited Professor Ji's high IQ. Yenching University has a junior class, so why not let them try? They can enter university at the age of thirteen."

Song Shixia looked at his own cubs with sympathy. The two little guys looked confused and had no idea what the junior class was like.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. I'll discuss it with Professor Ji when he gets home. Please send them home in person, teacher."

The head teacher waved his hands and said, "No problem, no problem. You and Professor Ji are so outstanding. It's normal for your children to be smart. It's just that the primary school can't teach them more knowledge."

When Ji Weiqing returned home, Song Shixia told him what the teacher had said.

"I know about the junior classes. Although my children are very smart, I want them to have a complete childhood. But now the teacher recommends that they go to the junior classes. It would be a waste of their talent to let them attend normal classes. It would also interfere with other students' classes. I don't know if what I am doing is right."

Ji Weiqing did not blame her.

"Why not ask them what they mean? They know what they want. Even if they make the wrong choice, so what? After all, they are still young. If they make the wrong choice, they can just go back to school. There are so many schools that can't accommodate two smart children."

Song Shixia asked the boys what they thought, and Ji Yuan clearly stated that he didn't like the class and the teacher couldn't answer his questions.

Ji Yang was hesitant. He wanted to be a soldier like his uncle and defend his country.

After listening to this, Song Shixia was silent for a long time, and she touched his head.

"You are still young. You have to be at least an adult before you can join the army."

She remembered that Ji Yang's biological father died in a false pretense for a mission many years ago. If this happened to Ji Yang in the future, she might not be able to bear it.

Ji Yang noticed that his mother was unhappy, so he asked her carefully, "I'm not going. I'm going to the junior class with my brother."

Song Shixia squatted down and held the two babies in her arms.

"It's not that I don't want you to be a soldier, but I feel sad when I think about how we will be apart more often in the future."

Ji Yuan grabbed his brother and said, "I don't want to be separated from my brother."

Ji Yang said in a serious tone: "Brother said he would protect you, I won't leave you."

His small body is loaded with responsibility towards his mother and brother, and his eyes are extremely firm.

Song Shixia encouraged him: "It doesn't matter, no matter what you choose in the end, we will support you."

Song Shixia couldn't help sighing before going to sleep.

"They are so young. The junior class is full of teenagers. If they are better than them, will our children be shocked?"

The reason why she didn't want her children to enter the junior class was that she was worried that they would have to compete with others from a young age, and it would definitely be easy for them to complete primary, middle and high school step by step.

But the junior class is different. Almost all the children here are gifted and smart. My two children are the youngest. If they are bullied by older children or crushed by others, it will cast a shadow on their young minds.

Ji Weiqing soothed his wife's emotions: "Don't underestimate them. They are twins and will help each other. This is their advantage."

Song Shixia feels that the biggest advantage is that the junior class is closer to home, and if a child is bullied she can rush over to deal with it immediately.

"I hope so. Anyway, I am worried. Our children are so cute. It would be best if no one is ignorant enough to bully them."

Ji Weiqing put down the book in his hand. Song Shixia felt a warm feeling on his waist. He couldn't help but smiled itchyly and kicked him with his legs.

"I'm telling you something serious. Don't touch my itchy flesh."

"They are both six years old. Don't you want to have our own children?"

Song Shixia put away her smile and glared at him: "They are our children, don't say such things in the future."

Ji Weiqing realized that he had said something wrong, "I'm sorry."

Song Shixia's expression eased a little: "I know it must be my mother who asked you. You definitely can't ask me this question suddenly. Not only our mother and elder sister, but also my old mother in my hometown. Isn't it enough for us to have two little babies?"

Ji Weiqing hugged her silently, "Mom hopes you can have a baby, otherwise it will be unfair to you."

He knew she didn't want to have children, so he never brought up the topic of having children.

Song Shixia pinched his waist.

"I'll tell mom later that next time you want to induce labor, tell her to come to me directly. It would be so sad if the child heard you being the middleman."

"When I first came to this family, they were the first to accept me. They treated me as their mother, and I never treated them as someone else's children. Since they called me mother, they are my children. It doesn't matter whether they have their own children or not."

Even if Ji Weiqing's brother came back, the children would have an uncle who loved them, unless he had the nerve to take the children back. But Song Shixia knew it was impossible. As a soldier, he had no time to accompany his children. He would only dote on the two children more to make up for the missing fatherly love.

Ji Weiqing rejected his mother for the first time and repeated his wife's words to her in person.

"Xia Xia loves children. Dabao and Xiaobao are her biological children. Mom, let's leave it at that. If we have plans to get pregnant, we will tell you in advance."

Han Rong wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Xiao Song is a good kid in every way, except that he is too naive."

Others' stepmothers would be eager to give birth to their own children as soon as they get married to secure their position. But Xiao Song did the opposite. She knew that the child was not her husband's biological son but was willing to treat him as her own.

Han Rong repeatedly warned her son: "Our family owes Xiao Song too much, you must not let her down. I heard that you have a new position and are very popular in the Academy of Sciences, you must not make any mistakes."

Ji Weiqing never thought that his mother could make a fuss about his work style.

"Don't worry, I won't bring my personal feelings into work."

Han Rong didn't mean that at all, but her son had never been smart enough to do so. Even if a pretty girl had a crush on him, he would just flirt with her like a blind man.

Han Rong was eager to meet her daughter-in-law. Her son had no such virtue. It was better to let young people love freely. If she had insisted on arranging a marriage and let Yu Fang become her daughter-in-law, the situation would be completely different now.

Song Shixia had another story when she called her mother.

"There is no heir to the throne in our family, but my elder brother and younger brother are here to carry on the family line. The incense that you and my father want will not be cut off. It doesn't matter if I get married and have children or not. I'm afraid that if I have children, I will be partial to them. Mom, can you bear to see Dabao and Xiaobao without hot meals? Obviously, you and my father like them very much. Is it not important that I give birth to them? I have raised and cared for the children since they were young, so is the grace of giving birth really important?"

Song's mother was speechless when asked. She just thought that her daughter's business was getting bigger and bigger, what would she do if there was no heir in the future? Although she liked Dabao and Xiaobao very much, they were not her biological children after all. What if she raised them to be ungrateful?

"Mom, I know you're worried, but I've thought about your worries. So don't create troubles for yourself all day long. You and my dad have so much money coming in every day, so you shouldn't worry about my affairs. Think about the increasing amount of money in your passbook. The worst result is sadness."

Song's mother suddenly realized.

"If you don't want to have a baby, then don't do it. I'm tired of persuading you every year."

Song Shixia deliberately pressed the issue.

"Right? It doesn't matter whether we have children or not. We are so rich, so why should we worry about having no one to take care of us in our old age?"

"Puh, puh, puh, stop talking nonsense. Dabao and Xiaobao are good kids. You need to keep a close eye on them and make sure they don't learn bad habits from others."

"Don't worry, they can't leave Yenching University until they reach adulthood. I think I'm going to get tired of watching them."

Han Rong listened while holding back her laughter, and waited until her daughter-in-law hung up the phone before entering the house. She pretended not to hear anything.

"Why is my daughter-in-law at home? Do you have no classes today?"

Song Shixia guessed that her mother-in-law's sudden visit might be related to the discussion about inducing labor two days ago, so she waited for her mother-in-law to speak up.

"There are not many classes in my junior year. After dinner, I have to go to the hospital with Teacher Wei to see patients."

Han Rong smiled and said, "Oh, you college students are so busy every day. I see that you have lost some weight on your face. You need to work on it."

Song Shixia didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, we have two meats and one vegetable every day, so we're not hungry."

Han Rong was shocked: "How can two meats and one vegetable be enough? It should be at least three meats and two vegetables."

Song Shixia quickly refused: "There are only five people in the family, why do we need to eat so many dishes in one meal?"

"Listen to me, you go to the hospital to see patients, and you're so busy that your heels can't even touch the ground. It must be because you didn't eat well in the hospital."

Song Shixia really wanted to explain that she only went to the Chinese medicine hospital four times a month with her teacher and was not that busy.

Let's put the childbirth part in the extra chapter, so that people who don't want to watch it don't have to.