For two days in a row, Song Shan worked day and night to deal with some piled up documents, and most of the official affairs that should be handled have been handled, including the position of the village director, and he has also done what he needs to do.

It's going to be the New Year soon, so you have to give yourself a vacation.

Song Jiang's workaholics are on vacation.

There is no reason why I have to work until the evening of the Chinese New Year's Eve to have a reunion dinner.

And Fengsheng Agricultural Company, starting from the twenty-fifth day of the New Year, has also begun to have a holiday, and Song Shan is not a Zhou Papi, and the New Year's holiday will naturally not be very picky, try to be generous.

However, doing agriculture is a food business.

365 days a year, 24 hours a day, basically all year round, even if it is a company, it has to be left behind to deal with things.

Crops are grown and taken care of every day, especially by technicians.

Many of the abundant plantings are experimental products, and the key data every day needs to be recorded.

The most important thing is vegetables, vegetables are consumables, the current abundant vegetables, in short supply in the market, green ecology, less residual pesticide components, high nutrients, with invincible advantages, crush the entire market.

So it has to be shipped every day.

Therefore, the company still retains overtime personnel.

However, Fengsheng adopts a voluntary system, willing to stay, triple the salary, in this era, triple the salary is a rare thing, for many people, especially the people in the village, commuting is not where to go, the New Year, as usual, can be that triple the salary, what a good thing.

However, Song Shan was liberated.

He gave himself a holiday.

The company's affairs, the affairs of the village committee, he crossed his hands and absolutely didn't care.

He's focused on one thing right now.

The Boss's Wedding.

The tragedy of Song Jiang's last life is a knot in his heart, and this knot is not opened so easily, even if Song Jiang is now famous, honorary in the business world, and in the name of a young wizard in the business world, he deters the northwest.

But in his previous life, he was alone, on one leg, in this remote mountain village, lonely and old, the kind of scene that made Song Shan feel distressed, lingered in his mind countless times, even with the continuous change of the environment, Song Shan's memory declined, and he couldn't forget this scene.

Therefore, the big thing of Song Jiang's marriage is the thing that Song Shan cares about the most.

In the morning, when Song Shan got up, it was already more than nine o'clock, and the house seemed empty, a big tiger was napping next to it, a big wolf was squatting at the door, Song Tianci was swinging on the branches, and the whole house was an animal paradise.

"Where's Mom and Dad?"

Song Jin and Song Xiu were both sitting on the small pavilion, Song Shan walked over, sat on the Taishi chair, and asked with a smile.

"Mom and Dad personally took the boss to Xijing!"

"Parents meeting?"

"Hmm!" Song Jin was putting the washed strawberries on the table.

"So, the matchmaker's side, it's going well?"

Although getting married now, there are not as many rituals as in ancient times.

But some customs are still preserved.

If it is placed in the 21st century, it should be the parents who meet first, but now, under Song Jifang's aging thoughts, the first thing to do is to invite a matchmaker to go to the door with Song Jiang's birthday.

"I heard it went well!"

Song Jin said leisurely: "So my parents went to my studio yesterday and made a new set of clothes!"

"It's rare!"

Song Xiu squinted: "Our parents, the new clothes are hidden when they buy them home, and it is rare for them to take the initiative to make new clothes for many years!"

"I designed a retro Tang costume for my father, and then made a cheongsam for my mother!"

Song Jin said.

"Why?" Song Shan said: "Dad looks a little younger now than before, I think wearing a suit is not so old!"

"You know what!"

Song Jin said: "We learn design, the most basic truth, a thousand people, there are a thousand people of aesthetics, there is no absolute beauty and adaptation, only targeted design, I designed clothes, but hard work, understand the future sister-in-law's family!"

"The father of the future sister-in-law is a professor of the Chinese Department of Qinjiao University, and his aesthetic is more retro, and at the same time, the Dongmen family is also a scholarly family, so I naturally want to prefer some retro-style clothing, which can make people look more comfortable!"

Song Jin has not learned in vain over the years, his talent in this area is extraordinary, and his attainments are extraordinary.

"That's why you designed that monkey costume for my brother!"

"What a monkey outfit!"

Song Jin was dissatisfied: "It's called the big coat costume of the Republic of China period, I think, my brother is like this, very handsome, and in the Republic of China, it can be regarded as a progressive young man's dress!"

"I feel like a monkey anyway!"

Song Xiu pursed her lips and said.

"I don't have any aesthetics at all, I still want to be a model, Song Xiu, let me tell you, in the future, you should wear less clothes in our studio!"

"Song Jin, don't bring such a conscienceless, how many shows have I walked the catwalk for you, no merit and hard work, you cross the river and tear down the bridge with a word, are you still my sister?"

"Who made your temper grow recently, lost three or four, didn't become famous, the tail is cocked, you say, so many shows, you have arrived on time several times, and released my pigeons several times, if you are not my sister, I will go crazy directly, hum!"

"It's not for the eldest brother and the third brother to force it!"

"Why did the war burn on my head again?" Song Shan expressed dissatisfaction, he was eating melon seeds and watching the play, and he watched it well, but he was beaten into the battlefield by Song Xiu's words.

"If you and my eldest brother didn't allow me to take a day off from class in my junior year of high school, would I be able to release my sister's pigeons?"

Song Xiu gritted her teeth and said.

"Song Xiu, you have no conscience!" Song Shan said angrily: "Who am I doing this for, don't forget, you have an agreement, you want to do this business, the most basic, you can't do it, I'm sorry, in the future, you still come back to work obediently, you can go to Jiangshan, you can come to my abundance!"

"I don't!"

Song Xiu said with great ambition: "I tell you, I will never give up my dream!"

"Then you can be obedient and show me one by one!"

Song Shan snorted coldly and said: "I'm a person, but I'm not as good at talking as my brother, my brother is soft-hearted and easy to be fooled by you, but I will never, rules are rules, you can't do it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"You wait!"

Song Xiuxiu raised her eyebrows horizontally, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be about to kill Song Shan with a thousand knives, and she stared at it for a while, but she didn't find that Song Shan was weak at all, she was bored, so she turned around and left, leaving the pavilion.

"This fruit has just been washed, don't you want to eat it, where to go?"

Song Jin asked.

"Go for a review!"

Song Xiu's long show was carried forward, her voice was loud, and she snorted without looking back: "I don't believe that just one book can stump me!"

"You too, it's the New Year, it's hard to have a winter vacation, you can't let her take a break!" Song Jin was a little coquettish, scolding Song Shan for pushing Song Xiu too hard.

"The college entrance examination is a single-plank bridge!"

Song Shan said leisurely: "There are countless people who want to walk over this single-plank bridge, and if they don't pay attention to it, they will be pushed down the river, when I took the college entrance examination, not to mention that I was only twenty-five or six, and Chinese New Year's Eve was late, I only came out for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner after reviewing, do you think Song Xiu's reading qualifications are better than mine?"

"There are a few people in our family whose reading qualifications can compare to you!"

"Isn't that right!" Song Shan said: "You have to put some pressure on her, otherwise the book will be very hanging!"

"Bad grades last semester?"

"The results of the mock exam are barely two!" Song Shan sighed: "When she was a freshman and sophomore in high school, I still indulged her too much. ”

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Evening.

Song Jifang, Chen Ruhui and Song Jiang are back, the car is parked under the immortal tree, Song Jifang's face is ruddy, obviously he has drunk a lot of wine, depending on the situation, he is in a good mood, it should be relatively smooth.

Song Jiang parked, and Song Jifang had already walked in.

Song Shan is stroking the cat with Erlang's legs, ah no, it should be a tiger, Song Tianci is very well-behaved lying in his arms, and he strokes it all down, the hair is much softer than the cat, and the feel is much better.

"Dad!"

Song Jin came out of the kitchen and hurriedly supported Song Jifang: "Why do you drink so much?"

"This old thing, let him not drink so much, he has to drink so much, he almost made a fool of himself in front of his in-laws!" Chen Ruhui said in a whisper.

"Happy!"

Song Jifang drank a little too much, but his consciousness was still very clear: "I didn't expect that I, Song Jifang, would one day be able to be in-laws with intellectuals like university professors, I am naturally happy, why not drink a few more glasses!"

"Mom, is it going well?"

Song Shan shook off Tianci and threw it out without pleading, still on the immortal tree, and then lay at the mouth of the pavilion, asking his mother with a smile.

"The in-laws are easier to say, the wood has been cooked, the raw rice has been cooked, and the gentle posture is almost about to show the pregnancy, so hurry up a little bit, the seventh day of the new year!"

"The seventh day of the Lunar New Year?"

Smoothly made Song Shan incredulous: "It's too urgent!"

"Don't worry, how can I have so much time to be busy with this!"

Song Jiang walked in from outside the small gatehouse, wearing a special gown and some bright red colors, which made Song Shan couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha!"

Song Shan laughed: "Brother, you are very good!"

"Don't laugh!"

Song Jiang said: "It was with this unique shape that I conquered my future father-in-law today!"