On the contrary, Yuan Jin is different, Yuan Jin is really Song Cheng's right-hand man, and he even has Song Cheng's true biography.

The style of doing things is almost like Song Cheng.

Seek stability first, and then seek development.

Song Cheng is not the first generation, he is the second generation or the third generation, the company is the old man Song at that time, divided into the hands of his father to develop and grow, and to him, he really took a big step forward, with today's scale.

He is the third generation of wealth, which is completely different from the thinking of the founding generation.

The founding generation of his own business will think about interests, do anything only for interests, just a big gamble, win a big turnaround, lose him anyway, he will be poor from the beginning, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to start all over again.

However, Song Cheng is not, his first thought is to keep his business, it is easy to start a business, but it is difficult to keep a business.

Under the impact of the rapid development of all walks of life, it really takes a lot of effort for the Song family industry to be able to hold on.

Therefore, Song Cheng's proposition is to stabilize first, and then seek development, which is his strength. It is completely different from the developmental thinking of young people today.

And his thinking is obviously very much in line with the concepts of the above two generations, and his father and grandfather approve of it.

Handed over most of the company to him, and didn't want him to turn over the company's performance, just to be steady, not to be swept away by the huge economic torrent of today's era, the above two elders are already satisfied.

Song Cheng's development today not only did not disappoint his father and grandfather, but made the two elders see their own shortcomings, so the sensible chief was at an age when he could still do things, so he was relieved to be the shopkeeper, and he completely believed in Song Cheng's ability.

Song Cheng's outstanding talent, the chairman couldn't see it, and at first he could refute that the eldest Song Jiang and the second Song Cheng were equally capable, just to give Song Jiang face.

However, later, Song Cheng's excellence in this regard was something that the chairman could not ignore if he wanted to, and no one could resist his limelight.

Song Jiang also tried to fight several times, but in the end he was defeated and had to bow down to his younger brother. It's okay today, enough tossing, in his forties, he can still have a place for him to live in peace, and a good salary is enough to support his small family.

Liu Qianzhou smiled and patted Song Cheng on the shoulder: "Forget it, you are busy with yours, we can all understand, after all, I have no job, this family depends on you, you have to make more money, and make milk powder money for our children, right?" ”

Song Cheng wrinkled his eyebrows, "What are these words?" ”

"Oh, I'm kidding, don't take it seriously. You go upstairs first, I'll go check on Zihua's homework, and then discuss with him when to go to the farm. Liu Qianzhou said with a smile.

"Then I'll go upstairs, don't be too late, the child should also rest." Song Cheng Road.

"Hmm."

After Liu Qianzhou watched Song Cheng go upstairs, she entered Ping Zihua's room.

Ping Zihua really likes to draw, and as soon as the homework is finished, but there is no kitchen, it must be painting.

Liu Qianzhou looked at him copying Gongbi paintings, and was a little surprised.

Gongbi painting is a more delicate way of painting, looking at the child's serious white drawing, I have to feel that she can't understand the potential development direction of the child. He likes white drawing, so he is very sensitive and delicate in his heart, what industry will he be suitable for in the future?

"Mother." Ping Zihua shouted in a low voice.

Liu Qianzhou came back to his senses and said with a smile: "You continue to paint, I won't bother you, I'll talk when you finish painting." ”

Ping Zihua put down his pen: "I won't draw anymore, mother, you can say it." ”

"Done your homework?" Liu Qianzhou asked.

"It's done."

Ping Zihua handed her all the homework books outside the language, "It's all written." ”

Liu Qianzhou quickly checked it and there were no mistakes, because he never checked for mistakes in his homework, so Liu Qianzhou thought he was copying according to the textbook.

"Why doesn't the teacher leave homework with no answers, you can copy down some questions and answers like this, even if you write it ten times, it is useless. Now learning things is not about memorizing the answers, but about memorizing how to solve them. Liu Qianzhou said in a low voice.

She found out about it when she came back, but the teacher remembered it again when she forgot it again and waited to check the child's homework.

A few days ago, I finally remembered it and mentioned it to the teacher, but this still gave the question and answer.

Liu Qianzhou was a little unhappy, "Do you want to buy you a practice book?" ”

Nowadays, there are answers behind the workbook, and in order to eliminate children's laziness, they basically tear off the answer page when they buy it.

Ping Zihua looked at his mother, then shook his head and said, "Mother, the teacher didn't give me an answer." ”

Ping Zihua took the promised exercise paper and handed it to Liu Qianzhou: "It's just that when I was writing the answer, I copied one side of the question, and the teacher didn't give the answer." The answer was written by myself, and it was the homework that the teacher left for me. ”

Liu Qianzhou was surprised, "You wrote it all?" Then you can do the application problem for this question? Are you learning so fast? ”

This is indeed worth encouraging, it's only been a few months, and a child who has no enlightenment at all can already do practical problems.

"English is very good, fill in the blanks correctly, Zihua, you are really good, if you continue like this, you won't have to use it for a year to catch up with the progress of the school? I also want you to go directly to middle school, it seems that you don't have to wait a few years at all, or I can send you to school in the spring of next year. ”

Liu Qianzhou looked at it and checked it again, and then looked at the test questions left by the teacher.

The test questions were indeed written by the teacher himself, there was no answer, and every day he also left an additional question that exceeded what Ping Zihua had learned, that is, a bonus question, and he answered it all.

No wonder the teacher sped up the pace because the kid was really learning well.

Liu Qianzhou looked at Ping Zihua: "Looking at you, I'm a little embarrassed, whether to send pine nuts to school or not, we will ask the teacher to come back to teach at home, and we can learn well." You can learn better without the interference of other children. Studying at home is also safe, and you don't have to worry about whether you will be bullied. ”

Ping Zihua didn't speak, this kid really didn't talk much.

Liu Qianzhou's words fell, and then asked Ping Zihua, "Zihua, do you want to go to school?" Have you been studying at home, or do you want to go to school? ”

Ping Zihua buried his head, Liu Qianzhou said: "Be brave to express your thoughts, don't be afraid, say your thoughts, you have to be brave to say your thoughts, I know what you want to do, isn't it?" ”

Ping Zihua said: "I want to go to school. ”

"Well, then when you keep up with the progress of the school, go to the school, don't worry." Liu Qianzhou said.

Ping Zihua nodded.

Liu Qianzhou put down the homework book, "Also, did the teacher say when the holiday will be?" ”

"Saturday and Sunday." Pingzi Huadao.

Liu Qianzhou was slightly stunned, "Oh, you don't have winter and summer vacations, hey, I forgot." Then on Saturday, we'll take Matsuko and Grandma, and then we'll pick up another child, and we'll go to the farm together, okay? ”

"Farm?" Ping Zihua was inexplicable and didn't know what the farm did.

Liu Qianzhou said: "You grew up in the mountains, you see a lot, but they don't know where the vegetables and fruits we eat grow from, let's take her to see, okay?" When the time comes, you will have to be a little teacher to teach them, because you know a lot about this. ”

Ping Zihua was obviously surprised, is there anyone who doesn't know how vegetables grow?

"Sister, have you rarely seen a vegetable patch?" Ping Zihua asked unexpectedly.

Liu Qianzhou said: "Yes, she has never seen it, and she doesn't know how vegetables grow and how they grow from geography." ”

"Oh, what a shame. Mother, then go to the farm, I'll teach her. Ping Zihua said.

Liu Qianzhou nodded: "Then this Saturday, I will go and tell my grandmother that your father will send a car to see us off, and we can also stay on the farm for one night and experience rural life." ”

"Okay."

Ping Zihua can't understand the preferences of the people here, because he grew up in the mountains, and he made his own food and clothing, grew his own vegetables, sewed his own clothes, and was very self-sufficient.

It's unimaginable that the children in the city have never even seen vegetables growing in the field.

Liu Qianzhou came out of Ping Zihua's room, saw that the door of his mother's room was open, and went in again to talk about his plan for Saturday.

"Farm?" Li Liyuan looked at her daughter: "You just got pregnant, don't go out and toss at every turn, in case you regret killing you." ”

"I think if you have to walk more, you will be healthier. If I stayed at home all the time, I was afraid that something would go wrong. Liu Qianzhou asked Songzi: "Let's go out on Saturday, do we want to go?" ”

"Go, Mommy, where is the farm?" Songzi asked stupidly, maybe sleepy, and raised his eyes softly and cutely.

Liu Qianzhou smiled: "It's not far, it's on the outskirts of the city." ”

"On the outskirts of the city." Matsuko responded softly, burying her head and continuing to pinch her round toes with her fleshy hands.

Liu Qianzhou looked at the pine nuts, she was so cute, she couldn't help but walk in and sit down beside her: "What is the baby doing?" ”

"Why?"

Songzi raised his eyes again, looked up at his mother sitting beside him with a meaty face, and then drilled his small body directly into Liu Qianzhou's arms, "Mommy hug." ”

Li Liyuan turned around: "Look, if you come in now, you won't be able to get rid of her, see if you still have sleep tonight." ”

Liu Qianzhou gently touched her daughter's face, took Matsuko's hand and put it on her stomach: "Little Matsuko, Mommy's belly, there is a little baby, do you like your brother or sister?" ”

Matsuko blinked twice, not understanding: "Where is the baby?" ”

Her eyes were shining, she asked very seriously, and her soft hand gently stroked Liu Qianzhou's belly: "Where is the baby?" ”

Liu Qianzhou said: "He is still very young now, and he wants to grow up slowly in Mommy's belly, and when he grows up, he will jump out by himself." He's still shy. ”

"So when will he grow up? Do you want to grow up to be the size of your brother? ”

"No, when he grew up, he ran out to play with you." Liu Qianzhou said.

"Oh, when was that?" Matsuko asked again.

Liu Qianzhou calculated: "When you go to middle school next year, we will have another child in our family to play with you." ”

Songzi immediately cheered and clapped with both hands: "yes, that's great, there's another child." ”