Cheng Kaiyan's departure did not bring much change to Song Yunhui's life, but made Song Yunhui devote more energy to work.

Song Yunhui has always been a relatively open-minded person, and Cheng Kaiyan's sudden departure at the beginning really caught him off guard, but after he knew that Cheng Kaiyan had arrived in Jinzhou safely, Song Yunhui's original hanging heart was put down.

In fact, according to Song Yunhui's idea, Cheng Kaiyan is now holding a big belly, about to give birth, and there is a lack of people around him to take care of him, and the Donghai Factory has just been established, and Song Yunhui has gradually become the core figure in the Donghai Factory, and the construction and development of the entire factory are inseparable from Song Yunhui.

In this case, if Cheng Kaiyan returns to Jinzhou, it will be far more reassuring to Song Yunhui than staying in the East China Sea.

Cheng Kaiyan can be taken care of by his side, and he can devote himself to the construction of the Donghai Plant, although if Cheng Kaiyan goes to Jinzhou, he may not be able to catch up with the birth of the child, but how can everything in this world be as good as it should be, and many times he has to make trade-offs.

Song Yunhui can be so calm, but Cheng Kaiyan, who is far away in Jinzhou, can't be as free and easy as him.

"How many days have it been, and he doesn't know how to call me, admit his mistake to me, and persuade me to go back?" In the living room, on the sofa, Cheng Kaiyan had a straight face, holding his breath in his heart.

Although Cheng's mother also blamed Song Yunhui in her heart, she was more worried about her daughter's body: "Maybe I'm too busy with work!" Don't overthink it. ”

"Humph!" In fact, Cheng Kaiyan knows in his heart what kind of character his husband is, and he also knows that in recent days, the Donghai Plant is at a critical juncture of construction, and it is not unusual for Song Yunhui to be busy with work, but she is just unhappy.

"This Xiao Song is too, why is it so axial!" Cheng's mother couldn't help complaining about Song Yunhui: "Isn't it just a job!" It's like what we want him to do is breaking the law and discipline. ”

"I see, he just doesn't think of us as his own family!" Cheng Kaiyan's sister-in-law complained on the side: "I'm afraid that we will take advantage of their old Song family." ”

"Take advantage of what!" Cheng Kaiyan's sister-in-law had just said this, and Cheng's mother stopped doing it: "Our family is going to take advantage of his family?" Over the years, if it weren't for your father taking care of him and promoting him, would he Song Yunhui be where he is today! ”

"That's it!" Cheng Kaiyan's sister-in-law echoed with a look of deep understanding.

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, you say a word, and I say a word, just like this, in front of Cheng Kaiyan, Song Yunhui is not here.

Cheng Kaiyan was just angry at first, Song Yunhui only knew that he was busy with work, and he didn't know how to call and care about himself, but listening to the words of the two of you, he was quickly brought in, and the details that he had not paid attention to in the past also came to mind one by one.

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A week later, in the office of the Donghai Chemical Plant, Song Yunhui was busy reading the documents he had just delivered, when suddenly the phone on the desktop rang.

Song Yunhui didn't think much about it, picked up the phone and picked it up.

"Hey!"

"Song Yunhui!"

"What the hell do you mean? After all these days, don't you have anything to explain to me? Before Song Yunhui could say anything, there was a burst of angry scolding from Cheng Kaiyan on the phone.

"What do I explain?" Song Yunhui asked with a puzzled expression.

"Explain what?" On the other end of the phone, Cheng Kaiyan's chest rose and fell sharply, obviously angry by Song Yunhui's words: "What do you say to explain?" ”

"How do I know what to explain?" In fact, Song Yunhui's emotional intelligence is not low, but he didn't spend his mind on it and didn't think about it deeply.

"My sister-in-law's work, and my return to Golden State!" Cheng Kaiyan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Song Yunhui said: "Didn't I already tell you about your sister-in-law's work, Jinxiu has the rules of Jinxiu, if my sister-in-law really wants to be the manager of the Jinzhou store, she has to start from the grassroots first·····

"Enough!" didn't wait for Song Yunhui to finish speaking, Cheng Kaiyan didn't want to listen to it anymore.

"What about me?" Cheng Kaiyan's tone also became more and more unkind.

Song Yunhui knew what Cheng Kaiyan meant, and immediately explained: "Actually, it's good for you to stay in Jinzhou, your father-in-law and mother-in-law are around, and your sister-in-law can also help take care of you, but if you are in the East China Sea, you also know that the East China Sea Factory is now in a critical period, we are now racing against time, I have no free time to take care of you, instead of staying in the East China Sea, it is better to go back to Jinzhou, I can also put my energy into work with peace of mind." ”

Listening to Song Yunhui's reasonable words, Cheng Kaiyan's mood was getting worse and worse, what she wanted was not Song Yunhui's explanation.

Cheng Kaiyan, who was extremely angry, didn't wait for Song Yunhui to finish explaining, and left a sentence: "Then you will work with you!" He just hung up the phone.

Song Yunhui, who was only left holding the microphone, frowned, looking confused.

Song Yunhui hurriedly redialed the phone of Cheng's family in Jinzhou, but every time the phone was hung up as soon as it was connected, Song Yunhui didn't even have a chance to speak.

At the same time, on the other end of the phone, Jinzhou, after Cheng Kaiyan hung up several calls from Song Yunhui one after another, he was thinking about drying Song Yunhui more, when suddenly a sharp pain hit, Cheng Kaiyan's brows suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously exhaled in pain.

But the severe pain hit like a tide, and it swept through the whole body in an instant, Cheng Kaiyan only felt that the strength in his body seemed to be taken away by something all at once, and his legs were also weak, and he couldn't even stand, so he sat down on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Fortunately, Cheng's mother was at home, not far away, and when she heard the voice, she quickly ran out to check.

As soon as Cheng's mother came out, she saw her daughter sitting on the ground with a painful face, and her face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly stepped forward to check her daughter's situation.

Fortunately, Cheng's mother is also a person who has come over, not the big girl who doesn't know anything, so she comforted her daughter a few words, and hurriedly called her husband and son, and immediately went out to call someone, and hurriedly sent Cheng Kaiyan, who had broken amniotic fluid, to the factory hospital.

Fortunately, the Cheng family lives in the factory area, and the factory hospital is close, otherwise, Cheng Kaiyan's child would have to be born at home today.

But on the other side of the East China Sea, Song Yunhui didn't know that his daughter-in-law had fetal gas because she was angry, which caused the amniotic fluid to break and the child to be born early.

Song Yunhui made several calls in succession, but he quickly hung up after being answered, Song Yunhui didn't even have a chance to speak, so he simply stopped calling, but focused on the work that was not completed just now.

Jin Ling.

Towards evening, the curling smoke of the cooking stove lingered in the sky over Hongwei Town, and the crisp sound of the kitchen knife and the board colliding came from the kitchen.

Wang Yuan led his sister and followed his grandmother in the kitchen, standing at the table, looking expectantly at Mother Song, who was wearing an apron and chopping stuffing on the edge of the board.

"Grandma, are you alright?" Xiao Wang Wan can't wait.

Song Mu smiled and said, "It'll be fine right away!" "The fat and lean pork has been chopped up almost.

"Don't worry, slow work can produce fine work!" As an elder brother, Wang Yuan patiently pulled his sister and said, but his eyes kept staring at Mother Song, who was chopping stuffing.

"Grandma, it seems like the time is almost up!" Wang Yuan said to Song Mu again.

Mother Song poured the chopped meat filling into the big bowl, poured the chopped green onions, ginger and side dishes into it, sprinkled in a little salt, cooking wine, sugar and pepper, and pushed the big bowl to Wang Yuan: "No! ”

Wang Yuan immediately took the big bowl with a smile, picked up the chopsticks and quickly started the filling.

Mother Song walked to the table and lifted the pottery urn covering the board, revealing the Guanghua dough that had been awake for a long time on the board.

As soon as the dough appeared, Wang Wan, who was tied with two small pigtails, couldn't sit still, and stood on the stool that had already been moved, standing straight next to the table, and his sleeves were rolled up by his brother early, revealing two small hands that had nothing to do with the white skin.

"Don't worry!" Mother Song smiled and kneaded the dough for a while, and then used a knife to divide it into dough of similar size, knead it into long strips, and then divide it into dough of equal size.

Without waiting for Mother Song to speak, Xiao Wang Wan couldn't wait to grab a dough agent and pound it with her little hands dipped in flour.

Seeing this, Mother Song shook her head, but the smile on her face became even brighter.

Although Wang Wan's temperament is wild, she has had a great interest in cooking and cooking since she was a child.

This girl is too young, and Mother Song doesn't dare to let her touch the knife, for fear that she will hurt herself, but although the little girl is not allowed to touch the knife, she is very interested in others.

Especially when Song's mother was pounding dough, making buns or dumplings, or rolling noodles, this girl had to help Song's mother when she returned.

Don't look at Wang Wan's age, her two hands are also small, but her craftsmanship is not bad, although the speed is not fast, but the original not very round dough in her hands has slowly become a thick and even dough, but the surrounding area is not very round, the little girl is trimming a little bit, and the focused appearance is exactly the same as when her uncle was doing research and writing papers.

"Yo! Dumplings too! Wang Chong's deep voice came into the kitchen from outside the door, and as soon as he heard this familiar voice, Xiao Wang Wan, who was still dealing with the dumpling skin with a focused expression just now, immediately turned his head and looked at the door.

"Dad!"

"Come on! Accompany Xiaowan to make dumplings! ”

Wang Chong walked into the kitchen with a smile, rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, came to the table, looked at the already decent dumpling skin in Xiao Wang Wan's hand, and pretended to be surprised: "Yo, this dumpling skin won't be rolled by my Xiaowan, right?" ”

"Of course!" The little girl suddenly raised her little head and said proudly.

"Dad, the stuffing is ready!" At this time, his son Wang Yuan also came over with the dumpling filling that had been reconciled for a while.

"Not bad!" Looking at the dumpling filling that had been filled, Wang nodded and praised: "Let's put it next to it and wake up first!" ”

"By the way, Dad, where's my Mom?" Wang Yuan, who came to the table and kneaded two pieces of dough, asked.

Wang Yuan, this kid, is not very interested in cooking, and learning from him is just what Wang Chong's father asked him to learn, but this kid's talent is okay, and the speed of learning is not slow, in the past, if the family is too busy, Wang Yuan will temporarily replace her grandmother to cook for everyone.

"I guess it'll take a while!" Wang Chongdao.

Wang Yuan didn't ask again, and the family gathered around the table and wrapped dumplings.

Song Jishan, who was still smoking dry tobacco outside the door, also entered the kitchen at some point, carried firewood to light the fire, and gave hands to a few people, looking at the bright smiles on the faces of the two grandsons, the old couple was also happy in their hearts.

In fact, this person is old, and what he wants is nothing more than that, full of children and grandchildren, and teasing grandchildren.

Now that the children have become a family, and there are grandchildren, the life of the family is getting better and better, and the two of them are very satisfied with their current life, the only regret is that their son has been away for many years, and he can't see each other a few times a year.

However, the old couple is not the kind of greedy people, and they are already very satisfied if they can live their lives as they are now.

Watching their grandson grow up day by day, listening to them noisy around them, the old couple is already satisfied.

After so many years, the dark injuries and illnesses left by Song Jishan at the beginning have also improved one after another under Wang Chong's conditioning, and since he had a grandson and granddaughter, although Song Jishan's words are still not much, his temperament is much more cheerful than before, and the smile on his face has never broken every day.

The mentality is good, and the body is naturally getting better, and now Song Jishan, with a ruddy complexion and full of energy, except for the temples that are a little white, there is no twilight on his body.

Song's mother's situation is similar to Song Jishan's, in the early years, although Song's mother didn't say it, but the bitterness in her heart was no less than that of her husband, the family was coldly looked at by others for many years, and those ugly gossips, although uncomfortable to listen to, could only be held in their hearts.

This is more than ten years.

Fortunately, now that it has passed, the life of the family is better, the children have been settled, they have all been promising, there are two grandchildren, and there is a grandson who is about to be born.

Song Mu's heart, which had been suppressed for many years, was also quietly released unconsciously, and her body gradually improved.

On the other side, in the Jinxiu clothing factory, the bell rang for getting off work, and Song Yunping reviewed the last few documents that needed to be signed in detail before signing his name at the end of the document.

Since inquiring about Wang Chong's suggestion, gradually delegating the power in his hands, dispersing it to the heads of various departments, and refining the responsibilities and obligations, Song Yunping's burden has suddenly become much lighter.

In the past, every day before getting off work, Song Yunping had to go to the factory to walk around in person to rest assured, and the warehouse was naturally no exception.

Closing the document, Song Yunping took her coat and handbag, walked out with brisk steps, and walked out with some anticipation, thinking to herself, is her husband already home at this time, what are her sons and daughters doing, and what delicious meals will her mother prepare tonight······