The spring flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and early in the morning, a magpie jumps on the big willow tree at the door and "chirps" non-stop.

Song Qingyun is rarely in a good mood, she has experienced too much suffering, she is numb now, unhappy is a day, happy is also a day, so she doesn't want to treat herself badly, and decides to be in a beautiful mood every day.

Doubao shouted that he wanted to go to the workshop together, and when he left, he secretly wrapped his beloved toy in a cloth bag and held it in his arms, and no one was allowed to move.

Song Qingyun walked in front, squinting at Doubao who yawned because he got up early.

"Do you need me to hug you?" She couldn't help but tease.

The boy straightened his waist sharply and said, "No, the child can walk on his own." ”

This kid has also learned to drag the text, Song Qingyun couldn't help laughing.

"Are you going to take the toys and play with the tiger baby and Xiaohua?"

"They won't come to the workshop today, I'll give you a holiday."

"What?" Song Qingyun picked his ears suspiciously, and looked at his son's serious little face in surprise.

"On vacation, didn't my mother say that we should ensure employee welfare?"

Song Qingyun held her forehead, what she said to herself, her son actually remembered it, but you are only two years old, can you afford to give your maid and maid a holiday?

Song Qingyun had no choice but to encourage with a dry smile, "My son has the qualities of an excellent boss, but they don't play with you, aren't you lonely?" Would you like to let Uncle Song Yu accompany you today? ”

Dou Bao looked back at Song Yu, who had a flattering face, pouted and muttered, "It's not good, isn't he doing his job?" Thinking about playing with me all day? ”

Song Yu's face was black, he was like this, he didn't want to improve the relationship between the two, and he didn't know why Doubao didn't like him until now.

"Well, son, if you say that, my uncle will be angry."

"Mother, I'm telling the truth."

Well, Song Qingyun was discouraged and smiled at Song Yu embarrassedly, "Tong Yan Wuji, don't be careful!" ”

Song Yu covered her face and wanted to run away.

"Can you tell my mother, who are you going to play with today?"

Dou Bao looked at his dear mother's hot eyes, pursed his lips for a long time and said, "Ah Lin, Ah Yun." ”

Song Qingyun was quite surprised, and subconsciously asked, "You invited?" ”

In the morning, I seem to see the two children go to the river to herd ducks, when did Doubao talk to the two?

"Mother, is it okay?" Doubao was a little worried, he didn't know if it was right to do this.

"Of course you can, Doubao can do whatever he wants, remember to ask Ah Lin and Ah Yun what she likes to eat, and ask Aunt Hua to cook more."

"Okay!" Doubao jumped happily, the two little short legs quickly turned upside down, and after a while, he ran in front of them, and seeing this, Ah Fu hurriedly chased after them.

What a naïve age! Song Qingyun was very envious.

Most of the female workers came very early, and after the type of work was skilled, everyone cooperated very tacitly, and when they saw Song Qingyun come in, after saying hello, they all bowed their heads and were busy with their own work, no one talked casually, everything was in order.

Song Qingyun is very satisfied with the current situation, she does not have too high management standards, but she gets along with people, relying on sincerity, although she has paid for her "deep love" in the past, but the vast majority of people are kind in their hearts, grateful to Song Qingyun, without the slightest betrayal.

"Madam, I heard that you went to Yangjia Village to plant rice yesterday?" Zhang hurriedly came over, there was still a large string of pig intestines hanging on his arm, and the fishy smell came to his face, and Song Yu had to take several steps back before standing still.

Zhang Shi smiled and put away his large intestine and followed behind Song Qingyun.

"To experience life, rice planting is a pleasant farm work." She swayed her aching hip bone crookedly, and every step she took, it was like someone prick her ass with an awl, and her brows were tightly knit in pain, but the mood was really happy.

Zhang couldn't help laughing, she was very envious of Song Qingyun's ability to maintain an optimistic attitude at any time.

"Are Tiger Baby and Xiaohua at home?" Song Qingyun turned around and looked at Zhang, who was smiling lightly.

"Well, my mother-in-law promised to help me take care of the child."

This is a good thing, it seems that I was a villain before, but I didn't expect Liu Xigui's wife to continue to toss Zhang's.

"Go ahead, I'll reconcile the ledger." I really couldn't walk, Song Qingyun sat on the chair with his buttocks, and just turned two pages, he heard the neighing of the horses at the door.

It was a merchant from Qingyuan Mansion who came to pick up the goods, Song Qingyun stood up in a hurry, and walked to the door with the support of Ah Fu.

The person who came was really a merchant surnamed Wen, who almost monopolized the lo-mei market in Qingyuan Mansion, and was regarded as a first-class agent of Song Ji sauce meat.

"Shopkeeper Wen, why did you come to pick up the goods in person today?"

Shopkeeper Wen's face was not good, and Song Qingyun couldn't figure out why he was angry, so he had to cautiously let him into the house.

"What's wrong?"

"Mrs. Song, look at these things." Shopkeeper Wen threw over a pocket, and inside was some oil-stained lo-mei.

"What does that mean?" Song Qingyun picked up a spicy duck head and sniffed it under his nose, his expression became solemn.

"You also noticed that something was wrong, right?" Shopkeeper Wen said angrily.

"It's part of the first shipment you sent me, it smells faintly, how can you do that? It stands to reason that I'm still your big customer, and if you send me some rancid goods, Mrs. Song looks down on me, right?"

This is too serious, how could she lift a stone and shoot herself in the foot?

"Shopkeeper Wen, I can swear to God, the goods sent from me will never be like this."

"Swear? The goods were loaded into the car by your big shopkeeper Cheng Jun personally, and my people pulled the goods to Qingyuan Mansion non-stop along the way, and they didn't even rest in the middle, I will be idle enough to come to you with rotten and spoiled things to question?"

Song Qingyun was silent, and thoughtfully looked at the stinky lo-mei in his hand and said, "Shopkeeper Wen, I'm sorry, I remember that I gave you five hundred catties of goods last time, and even this time, a total of one thousand catties, since you are here, the goods are all selected by yourself, what do you think?"

Not only was Shopkeeper Wen stunned, but Zhang and the other two workshop managers were all surprised.

"Madam, if you replenish the stock like this, the lo-mei prepared for the capital will not be enough."

Song Qingyun smiled helplessly, "Let's stick to Shopkeeper Wen's side first, don't say anything, sister-in-law, you take Shopkeeper Wen to the warehouse to get the goods, and the rest of the people will unload the lo-mei brought back by Shopkeeper Wen and destroy it in a centralized manner." ”

Song Qingyun's sonorous words convinced the shopkeeper Wen, he looked at Song Qingyun with blazing eyes, clasped his hands into fists, and said admiringly, "Mrs. Song's courage is unparalleled, I am willing to fully cooperate with Mrs. to investigate the matter of corrupt meat, where you can use someone Wen, please feel free to speak." ”

Song Qingyun smiled gratefully and motioned for Zhang to hurry up and pick up the goods for the Wen shopkeeper.

Only her and Ah Fu were left in the room, and Song Yu's laughter teasing Doubao came from the next room, Song Qingyun frowned, and his fingers rhythmically knocked on the edge of the table, falling into deep thought.

How nice it would be if there was modern anti-counterfeiting technology.

Song Qingyun sighed secretly, his eyes fell on the various lo-mei spread out on the table, and he was stunned.

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