Chapter 239 Travel News Agency

Gengsheng sighed: "My mother is my mother."

"I guessed it right." Song Zhaodi looked at him: "Don't do this again in the future."

Gengsheng nodded, looked up to see Zhenxing and Liu Jingjing, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you guys back?"

"This is my home, where will I go if I don't come back?" Zhenxing asked rhetorically.

Gengsheng choked: "Of course I'm going to your little home."

"I'm here to learn how to knit a sweater from my teacher." Liu Jingjing was embarrassed, "I can't knit a sweater. It's getting cold. I want to make a sweater for Zhenxing."

Gengsheng tutted: "It's good to have a wife."

"You can also marry, no one will stop you." Zhenxing said.

Gengsheng opened his mouth and snorted: "Your daughter-in-law is here, I'll save you some face and not quarrel with you." Turning to Song Zhaodi, "Mother, knit me a white scarf. It's not too good, just like Xu Wenqiang. already."

"Xu Wenqiang?" Song Zhaodi frowned, "Why is this name so familiar to me?"

Gengsheng: "The male protagonist in "Shanghai Beach". No, mother, haven't you seen it?"

"Teacher and Uncle Zhong went out for a walk after dinner, went to sleep when they came back, and didn't watch TV." Zhen Xing said, "Read the newspaper every morning."

Gengsheng tutted: "Mother, you are only thirty-nine years old, and your routine is like ninety-three. You don't even know the most popular TV dramas nowadays. From tomorrow, no, from now on, I will move the TV set. Go downstairs, let's have dinner and watch TV in the evening."

"What's a good TV show recently?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Gengsheng thought: "It seems to be "Four Generations Together"."

"It was finished last month." Zhenxing said, "Jigong was playing a few days ago. It's pretty good, but it's a pity that there are only eight episodes."

Song Zhaodi hurriedly asked, "Eight episodes? Why are there so few? Why?"

"I don't know." Zhenxing said, "There are no new TV dramas, they are all replays of the past."

Gengsheng wanted to curse: "Ma Zhenxing, did you do it on purpose?"

"No, it's not my nonsense." Zhen Xing said, "If you don't believe me, move the TV down. If you can find a TV at this time, I'll call you brother."

Liu Jingjing was curious: "Are you older than Gengsheng?"

"Only self-reliance is older than me in our family." Zhenxing said, "He is the fourth oldest, eleven months younger than Dawa."

Liu Jingjing did the math: "Then didn't he go to college at the age of sixteen?"

"Fifteen and a half to be exact." Song Zhaodi said.

Liu Jingjing looked at Rebirth: "It's amazing."

"You're not too bad." Gengsheng smiled, "It's just that you have bad eyesight, but you actually like Zhenxing, tsk—"

Zhenxing couldn't help it: "I didn't offend you, did I?"

"The eldest baby is not at home, no one is talking to him, and he feels uncomfortable when he doesn't speak. Don't be familiar with him." Song Zhaodi said, "Jing Jing, go back and make a sweater for Zhenxing, and then weave a scarf for him. I used to I don’t know how to knit sweaters, so I make cotton scarves for them. What about revitalizing scarves that have never been made of wool.”

Liu Jingjing sat on the other side of Song Zhaodi: "Teacher, I can't, you have to teach me from scratch."

Song Zhaodi nodded: "Okay."

Gengsheng tutted, got up and walked out.

Liu Jingjing asked in a low voice, "He won't be angry, will he?"

"No." Song Zhaodi said, "We don't have such careful children in our family. We might not know what to do when we go out."

Zhenxing hooked his head and glanced: "I went to the vegetable field, I guess it was picking cucumbers." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of Gengsheng, and Zhenxing was curious, "Who is he talking to."

"Go out and have a look." Song Zhaodi said, "If it's Li Lanying, call the rehabilitator in. He has run on Li Lanying several times before, and if he runs on her again, Li Lanying has to keep it in mind."

Zhenxing went out: "It's Aunt Jiang. She is carrying a cloth bag and talking to Regen, what is she doing?"

"It is estimated that she came to me." Song Zhaodi said, "Her eldest has just entered junior high school, and the youngest has just entered elementary school. The three children's grades are not very good. She said that she had to watch the children do their homework and then quit the job."

Zhenxing turned his face and asked, "I remember she was a temporary worker, right?"

"Yes. Temporary workers don't have much salary. Lu Liang's salary is high, and her family is not bad." Song Zhaodi said, "Her job was arranged by your uncle, and she came to tell me when she planned to resign. I told her that the child should study hard, and she quit her job the next day. Maybe because of that, she thought I was easy to talk to, so she came to chat with me when I had nothing to do."

When Zhenxing saw Jiang Xiaoqin walking this way, he was afraid that she would hear Song Zhaodi talking about her, so he hurriedly greeted: "Aunt Jiang, look for my teacher?" Actually, she reminded Song Zhaodi that someone was coming.

"Gengsheng said that Teacher Song is at home?" Jiang Xiaoqin asked, "Are you preparing lessons?"

Zhenxing: "The lesson plan is ready. The teacher is knitting a sweater."

"It's a coincidence, I also came with wool." Jiang Xiaoqin used to bring her children to her hometown in the countryside, but when she moved here in the early years, Lu Liang told her that there was Mr. Zhong to the east, and the couple were both intellectuals, which led to the development of rural areas. Jiang Xiaoqin, who was born and hadn't attended school for a few years, was a little inferior. Even though he brought the best tea at home, he didn't dare to give it to Song Zhaodi.

Later, Song Zhaodi asked her if her house had been cleaned up. Jiang Xiaoqin felt that if she didn't give it, she would not be able to send the tea, so she dared to give it to Song Zhaodi. The resignation, coupled with Song Zhaodi learning to knit sweaters with her, the two became acquainted, Jiang Xiaoqin understood that Song Zhaodi just looked cold, and she was very good at talking.

Zhenxing smiled and said, "Then come in. I'll go and see what Reborn is doing."

"Reborn on vacation?" Jiang Xiaoqin asked when she entered the door.

Song Zhaodi: "He told the leader that I was ill, and the leader asked him to come back and have a look. When I talk about this, I want to beat him, and if I want to ask for leave, I will curse me to be sick."

"I'm kidding you." Jiang Xiaoqin couldn't figure out whether what she said was true or false. "I often use this excuse, and the leaders don't believe it."

Song Zhaodi pointed to the opposite side and motioned her to sit down: "His former leader doesn't believe it, but the current leader believes it." Without waiting for her to ask, she said, "Reborn has been transferred here to work in the Zhenhai County Government."

"Zhenhai? Erwa's factory is in Zhenhai, right?" Jiang Xiaoqin asked hurriedly.

Song Zhaodi nodded.

Jiang Xiaoqin's eyes widened in shock: "Then, after the second baby comes back to set up a factory, no one will dare to bully him." Without allowing Song Zhaodi to turn around, she said to herself, "That's great."

"It's really good." Song Zhaodi said, "There are rehabilitated people over there, we won't go there, and the workers who build the staff dormitory don't dare to mess around."

Jiang Xiaoqin wanted to explain that she didn't mean that, and when she heard the word "dormitory", she hurriedly asked, "Mr. Song, have you already found a good worker?"

"I haven't started looking for it yet," Song Zhaodi said. "Nowadays, people with a bit of technology are working in state-owned units, and they have retirement wages after retirement. They don't want to go to the Erwa Factory. I told Reborn just now that I will go back tomorrow. , go to my mother's house to recruit some people, and slowly cultivate them."

Jiang Xiaoqin: "How troublesome is that?"

"It's very troublesome." Song Zhaodi sighed, "It's also impossible."

Jiang Xiaoqin said tentatively, "I know that the second baby will make clothes in the future, and people who can use sewing machines will be so hard to find?"

Seeing her like this, Song Zhaodi wanted to laugh very much: "I don't know, I haven't looked for it yet. It's mainly people from my parents' family. I know the bottom line, so I can use it with confidence."

Jiang Xiaoqin pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Mr. Song is right."

Song Zhaodi almost choked, she thought Jiang Xiaoqin's next sentence was that Lu Liang's younger brother and sister-in-law were very honest and could sew a sewing machine. I didn't expect her, she... Song Zhaodi didn't know what to say: "I saw your brother-in-law and sister-in-law live here for a long time a few days ago. Are they looking for a job?"

Jiang Xiaoqin shook her head subconsciously, realized what Song Zhaodi was talking about, and nodded quickly: "My husband's family has little land, and tea is not easy to sell. Seeing that the children are getting older and they have to spend money on school, they want to come here and try. I'm all with them. They still don't believe it when they say that there is no work they can do here."

Song Zhaodi wanted to laugh, but she didn't hate Jiang Xiaoqin's cleverness: "Do they know how to sew?"

"Yes." Jiang Xiaoqin said, "My sister-in-law saw that I used a sewing machine and insisted on learning from me. I taught her."

Song Zhaodi: "Then at the beginning of February next year, ask her to come over. The husband and wife share a dormitory. If your sister-in-law comes over by yourself, you will have to live in a group dormitory for eight people. There is also a row of bungalows opposite the dormitory building, and workers are left to make their own. Meals. In the future, there will be more people, and there will be a cafeteria. The first month is thirty"

"Thirty?" Liu Jingjing exclaimed, "My dad has been doing well in the factory for decades, and only forty-eight yuan a month."

Song Zhaodi: "Erwa can make clothes and has strict quality requirements. Only when the salary is high will someone help him. The factory is very profitable, and there will be a bonus at the end of the year. I think at least two months' salary will be rewarded."

"Well, I'm tempted to say this." Jiang Xiaoqin felt like he was on a needle-heeled, "Mr. Song, I think I'll go back and call my brother-in-law now."

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "It's still early. Construction will officially start in March next year, and it's not too late to tell him about the Spring Festival."

"Four or five months left?" Liu Jingjing calculated.

Song Zhaodi nodded: "That's why I say it's too early."

"The second baby hasn't graduated yet in March." Gengsheng reminded her, "Who will help him sell it?"

Song Zhaodi: "I asked him to ask for leave in the last few months. The teacher did not support him, but he had to support him. He also responded to the call of the state to set up a factory."

"Erwa said that, the teacher didn't dare to stop him." Gengsheng said, "However, the principal will be very disappointed. The principal is very happy to learn that Erwa is my junior."

Song Zhaodi: "How can things go as expected?"

"Mr. Song, I still want to go back." Jiang Xiaoqin said and stood up.

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "Then go back."

"Okay, I'll find you another day." Jiang Xiaoqin packed up her needles and thread and went home.

Song Zhaodi turned her head and wanted to teach Liu Jingjing to knit a sweater. Seeing that she poked her hand with a needle, she pursed her lips and smiled, and yawned, "Zhenxing, I'm a little sleepy, maybe it's too early today, you and Jingjing go back first. Come again, I'll go upstairs to sleep for a while." He pointed at Liu Jingjing as he spoke.

Zhenxing understood, and patted Liu Jingjing, who lowered his head and didn't know what to think: "Let's go to your place and let the teacher rest for a while."

"Oh, good." Liu Jingjing stood up, "Teacher, I'll come over to cook at five o'clock."

Song Zhaodi waved her hand: "Okay, let's go."

Gengsheng hooked his head and watched them walk away before asking, "Does mother have something to tell me?"

"No." Song Zhaodi said, "It was Jingjing who had something to say to Zhenxing."

Gengsheng immediately understood: "How many relatives in her family want to come?"

"Don't ask about this kind of trivial matter." Song Zhaodi said, "It's enough to ask if we have a big baby in our family. However, if you say this, I really have something to ask you." Tell him about running a magazine. , "Are there any of your classmates or acquaintances in the magazine over there in the imperial capital?"

Gengsheng shook his head and suddenly thought: "There is one, not only I know, but you also know. Uncle Lian's eldest daughter, the Chinese Department of Imperial College, was assigned to work in the tourism newspaper office after graduation.

"I told you that Liu Ping was pregnant, that girl?" Song Zhaodi said, "Give me the phone and I'll call Liu Ping."

Gengsheng: "Liu Ping has to go to work today, don't say that wind is rain, and fight at night."

"That's right, I'll fight at night." Song Zhaodi said, suddenly her heart moved, "Reborn, isn't that girl about the same size as you?"

Gengsheng looked vigilant: "Mother, what do you mean?!"