Old Man Song glanced at it and explained, "I'll leave it to you here!" ”

After that, he took Song Qingyuan to his office room.

"Yuan'er, what's the matter?" Old Man Song asked.

"About the ...... of Winter Wheat"

Then, Song Qingyuan explained the matter.

Listen up.

Old Man Song's expression was extremely complicated.

What he had been worried about for a long time was so lightly resolved by his granddaughter.

informing Jinyiwei is equivalent to directly reporting to today's saints.

The credit of the Song family is that they didn't run away.

The premise is that the second crop is successfully planted.

"I'll write an excerpt ......," said Old Man Song, and sat down at the table.

He continued, "When I'm done, I'll send it to the adult...... Then let's go home and talk about sowing corn. ”

Corn matures one month later than potatoes.

If they sow corn, they will probably have to rush for time.

Now that the wheat is harvested here, it is good to prepare the ploughing, fertilizing, and sowing the seeds.

In this way, the grain can be harvested before the temperature drops.

"And Yuan'er, the thirteenth master ......," Old Man Song asked.

"Master, I found him to support our family." Song Qingyuan replied.

I see.

Old Man Song guessed it.

It still sounds unbelievable now.

"When did you get into a relationship with him?" Old Man Song was puzzled.

It is said that the contact between his granddaughter and Xiao 13 was when he was a poster.

The number of times is limited, so you shouldn't be so familiar.

But when I look at it today, it's not quite the case.

"After a few contacts, we got to know each other." Song Qingyuan said casually.

She didn't have much contact with Xiao Shisan.

However, I have known each other for two years.

Moreover, don't look at Xiao Shisan's always teasing her.

She actually knew in her heart that Xiao Shisan was kind and familiar with her.

Otherwise, she would not have used such an attitude towards Xiao Shisan.

thought that Song Qingyuan didn't want to say it, but Old Man Song didn't ask.

This granddaughter has a score and knows it in his heart.

So he said, "He helped our family, thank him well." ”

"Master, I know......" Song Qingyuan responded, thought for a while and asked, "Master, what did you say to give him?" ”

"This ......" Old Man Song put down his pen.

pondered for a moment and said, "That thirteenth master's official position is not low, and we don't look down on the things of our farmer, I think I should give him a duvet, right?" ”

"What do you think?" Old Man Song asked.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "The duvet, I've already sent it." ”

Hearing this, Old Man Song was stunned.

Really!

His granddaughter had another contact with Xiao Shisan.

But......

Old Man Song shook his head and said earnestly, "It's good that our Song family develops slowly, and we don't need to climb that high branch, otherwise, we will accidentally ......."

Song Qingyuan smiled, "Master, I know how to measure!" ”

"I won't rush for quick success, I will slowly lay the foundation stone and go up step by step."

"You know!" Old Man Song nodded.

The granddaughter is young, and he is still afraid that she will be fascinated by the interests in front of him.

"Since the duvet has been delivered, let's send the soap horn, I think your soap horn is not bad. And the Buddhist scriptures, they are quite strange. Old Man Song suggested.

I thought to myself, since people are not short of silver, they can only give novelty things.

Soap horn? Sutra?

Song Qingyuan thought about it, and the soaphorn had been rejected.

Although it may be because Xiao 13 doesn't know the uniqueness of the soaphorn.

However, the sutras are also okay.

That's the sutra.

"You go out first, I'll stay and write an excerpt......," Old Man Song waved his hand and sent Song Qingyuan away.

"That's fine!" Song Qingyuan responded.

Turned around and left, took two steps, and stopped, "Master, when writing the excerpt, you can mention more about "Qi Min's Technique". ”

Old Man Song smiled, "Your lord has been in this county for so many years, and I still understand this bit of things on the scene." ”

He understood what Song Qingyuan meant.

I want to make a contribution to Lu County.

Send a personal favor.

That's what he meant.

Lu Xianling is a parent official, and this credit can't be run.

In that case, why not give someone a ride.

I can't talk about the future......

Old Man Song smiled, "Don't worry! I'll finish writing it for you tomorrow morning, and if you think it's good, we'll send it over. ”

"Thank you!" Song Qingyuan smiled.

is pampered by the elders, and my heart is warm.

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

After a busy time, the sun is about to set.

Song Qingyuan rushed to the playground non-stop.

By this time, it was already dark.

The gates of the playground are officially closed.

Erlang, Shiro, and Song Qingmo are in the roast duck restaurant, eating roast duck.

Seeing Song Qingyuan, Shiro pounced.

coquettishly said, "Sister, I'm good today!" ”

"Just be good!" Song Qingyuan patted Shiro's head, "Let's go back together tomorrow." ”

"Ah......h

Shiro looked lost.

"Sister, isn't the playground still open tomorrow? It may take a demo ......" Shiro looked expectantly.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "One day is enough, no need for it." ”

"Oh......" Shiro drooped his head.

Erlang pushed the roast duck on the table to Song Qingyuan, "Eat?" ”

"Hmm!"

Song Qingyuan sat down beside a few people.

While eating, chatting, "How is today?" ”

"It's ok! Chicken feather shuttlecock sent out two hundred ......," Erlang said, "This time I have made a reputation, and there should be more people who will come to play tomorrow." ”

"As long as you can keep a batch, you will earn back the money you spent."

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded and asked, "Ferrule, pocket project, have you found someone to contract?" ”

Jiro shook his head, "I won't be able to find it for a while." ”

"The price is not easy to set!"

Song Qingyuan thought for a while, "You go and ask Li Mu if he is willing to do it, if he is willing, he will hand it over to him, and the venue fee will not be charged." ”

In this way, it can be regarded as helping the Li family.

Song Qingyuan thought that it was better to do small business by himself than to be a buddy.

Ferrules, big pockets, pennies at a time.

At the end of the day, there is a lot of money.

The premise is that the age limit is restricted.

Over fifteen years old, no playing!

Otherwise, meet Li Sanshun like that.

Li Mu became the next Shiro.

"I'll ask tomorrow ......" Jiro looked up, "Have you thought about who will manage the playground?" ”

Song Qingyuan twisted his eyebrows.

It's really hard to decide on this candidate.

Playgrounds are not like other stores, and their income is not transparent.

How many people come a day, no one can count.

Even if it is underreported, there is no way to verify it.

Therefore, it is necessary to find reliable people to manage it.

But who to turn to?

Who else is available in her hands?

"Erlang, you take care of this side first,......" Song Qingyuan said softly, "I still need to think about the specific management candidates." ”

The most suitable candidate is undoubtedly Erlang.

But Erlang was busy with the construction of the Song Ji Department Store Market, and he was going to form a caravan and go to Liaodong Mansion.

We discuss the supply of fur, woolen yarn.

Here, I can't take care of it for the time being.

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

Following.

Early in the morning, the old man Song handed over the fold to Song Qingyuan according to the agreement.

Song Qingyuan opened it and took a look.

Stunned.

"Master, why are you ......?"