The old house of the Song family.

Four embroiderers and twenty needleworkers all arrived.

Four of them have signed a long-term contract with Sun.

After discussing with Sun and Song Qingyuan, they decided to sign eight people and twelve people to teach the weaving of wool.

The rest of the people are all counted as short-term workers.

In this way, the long-term worker is responsible for the knitting of wool, and the short-term worker is responsible for the production of bread shoes, fur coats, and other furs, which is just right.

"Everyone, take a good look, short-term workers with good performance can be converted into long-term workers." Song Qingyuan looked at everyone encouragingly, "Long-term workers with good performance can be promoted to team leader." ”

"The treatment refers to the team leader of the toy workshop, with a guaranteed salary and a commission for work."

"Also, as long as the workshop makes money, then all the long-term workers will be rewarded during the New Year's holidays."

After speaking, Song Qingyuan looked at everyone with a smile.

As the words fell, the long-term workers took the lead in discussing.

The leader of the toy workshop, who is not envious, earns more than one or two silver a month.

Even the gentleman who sat in the private school did not earn as much as the head of the toy workshop.

So they ...... in the future

Is it possible to earn more than a child?

Twelve, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law, looked at each other, and they all saw the heat in each other's eyes.

It is not easy for a woman to make money, and she can earn more than one or two pieces of silver, and then her position in the family will ......

Everyone secretly decided that they should behave well.

You can't be compared to anyone else.

"Yuan'er ......," a short-term worker asked, "How can we choose a long-term worker?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the remaining twelve short-term workers nodded one after another.

They also want to know how they can become permanent workers.

The treatment of long-term workers is similar to them, but long-term workers are rewarded during the New Year's holidays.

If you live less, you must first come to work for a long time.

And they are in danger of having no work to do at any time.

"Yuan'er, when are we choosing a long-term worker?" Short-term workers are anxious, and if they become long-term workers as soon as possible, they can also feel at ease as soon as possible.

"When to choose is not necessarily!" Song Qingyuan replied, "Those who perform well can be transferred to long-term workers at any time." ”

"What does that mean to be good?"

Song Qingyuan and Sun glanced at each other.

Sun said, "First of all, you have to work hard, and the needlework must be fast and good." ”

"Secondly, the character should be square, it is best to have few things, few words, don't say what should not be said, all things in the workshop, all work, can not be passed on."

"The last point is to be obedient."

"Our Song family doesn't ask for it, everyone only looks to our family, but we don't allow anyone to come to our house and say some high-sounding words."

Sun looked at everyone meaningfully, and the corners of her mouth revealed her domineering spirit as the daughter-in-law of the Song family.

"Our family will never use the second Dongzi Niang ...... anymore"

"There is no distinction between right and wrong, and people with mud, my Song family will definitely not use it."

"As for the daughter-in-law of the little mountain......"

"Her attitude of admitting her mistakes is good enough, and she woke up in time, my Song family gave her a chance to reform herself, but it doesn't mean that our Song family will give others a chance......"

"It's better not to make mistakes than to regret it in the future!" Sun warned.

After saying this, everyone put their attitudes right.

The current Sun family, Song Qingyuan, is no longer the sister-in-law and niece in the village.

It's their owners, who hold their destiny in their hands.

"The owner ......" a group of people changed their names from goodness.

............

In the blink of an eye, the winter solstice came, and thin snowflakes drifted in the sky again.

Layer by layer fell on the eaves and hung on the branches.

The Song family's sticky dumplings this year have already been wrapped, and in the snowy weather, they froze.

The production of knitwear such as sweaters, woolen pants, scarves, and gloves is also on the right track.

Bread shoes and fur coats have accumulated a batch.

The things that Song Qingyuan personally knitted were all armed on Shiro.

Indigo five-finger gloves, prismatic block scarf, small hat with round balls, sweater, woolen pants, a small cotton jacket and small cotton pants on the outside, make the chubby Shiro more rich and cute.

East Courtyard, North Wing.

The door, "Squeak!" A thud was pushed away.

Shiro, who was dressed as a dandan, ran in, "Sister, when can I wear my fur coat?" ”

Song Qingyuan raised his head, "When it's cold, you can wear it." ”

Shiro frowned, and the look of embarrassment on his face was full, "Sister, I'm very cold now. ”

Song Qingyuan smiled, and a brain popped up, "Stay in the house when it's cold, don't run around." ”

"Sister, I want to wear a fur coat now." Shiro continued anxiously, with an impatient expression on his face.

That fur coat, he'd already seen.

It is black in color, fluffy to the touch, and carries a small hat, most importantly with two rabbit ears on it.

He had never seen a garment with rabbit ears.

If he wears it out, it must be imposing.

Quasi-his younger brothers are envious.

"Sister, just let me wear it...... Please! Shiro narrowed his small eyes, shook Song Qingyuan's arm, and prayed pitifully.

Song Qingyuan took out his arm and stretched out three fingers, "Three days!" ”

"After three days, you can wear it out."

Shiro's eyes lit up, "Pull the hook!" ”

Song Qingyuan shook his head helplessly, and the little mother's finger hooked it.

"Pull the hook and hang herself, if my sister cheats people, my sister will become a big fat man!" Shiro's narrowed eyes flashed with a hint of treachery.

His sister is most afraid of getting fat, he knows it.

Song Qingyuan squinted his eyes, pinched Shiro's fat face, and threatened, "Who is the big fat man!" ”

"Oops...... Shiro grinned and covered his face, "I am, am I not successful!" ”

"No, you little villain, you can lose weight for me......" Song Qingyuan made a gesture to pinch Shiro's chubby belly.

Shiro was frightened and ran to the door, "Sister, in three days, I'll come to get a fur coat......"

With that, Shiro turned around and walked out of the house.

The door was opened a crack.

Song Qingyuan shook his head helplessly, walked over, and closed the door.

............

Out of Song Qingyuan's house, Shiro ran directly to the main courtyard, and his eyes meowed everywhere, and he found that there was no one in the courtyard.

The dark eyes turned around, and then, like a thief, walked lightly towards the door.

"Shiro, why are you going?" The door to the upper room was opened, and Song Qingmo walked out, holding two frozen pears in her hand, and was about to send them to Song Qingyuan.

"Shiro, are you going to hang out?" Song Qingmo stared at Shiro directly.

"Nope!" Shiro immediately stood still, his waist straightened, and he said with a heartless look, "The door opened just now, and I came to close it." ”

"Really?" Song Qingmo was skeptical.

"Really!" Shiro nodded affirmatively, his eyes extraordinarily sincere.

"Alright then!" Song Qingmo temporarily believed his statement and advised, "Don't go out alone during this time, it's not safe." "I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~