When things got to this point, it was already clear who was right and who was wrong.

Zhao Mao shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.

Zhao Hua, who was cheated by her own brother, was so angry that her head hurt!

No matter how unreasonable you are, you can't go online for a pair of stolen shoes.

After all, Zhao Mao is his biological brother from the same father and mother. Zhao Hua does not want to make Zhao Rong's face worse, especially in front of outsiders.

So, holding in her breath, she snatched Ge Tingting from Zhao Rong's arms and cursed angrily:

"It's just a pair of broken sandals! If you wear them, you can become an immortal!"

Ge Tingting was pushed and pushed towards the backyard, crying even louder.

After walking a little further, Zhao Hua was so angry that she hit her daughter with a feather duster and muttered:

"Don't cry! You're a worthless guy!"

"It doesn't cost a dime to have a daughter!"

"My test scores are so bad that I have to wear either a skirt or sandals every day!"

"Compare! You just know how to compare with Zhao Yueran!"

"If I had known earlier, I would have strangled you to death!"

"I can still have another son..."

…

After Zhao Mao left in despair, Zhao Rong smiled and asked Si Chen to go to the office and explained awkwardly:

"I'm sorry, Si Chen, for letting you see such a thing as soon as I come here."

"Hey, every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite." Si Chen tried to smooth things over with a smile.

As for the troubles caused by the sandals he sent, Si Chen had no intention of saying polite words.

What does this have to do with him?

For people like Zhao Mao and Zhao Hua, without the sandals Si Chen sent them, the relationship between them and Zhao Rong is like this.

Without sandals, there are other items that would spark another war of words.

There is some contradiction, three feet of ice does not freeze in a day.

Zhao Rong didn't mean to blame Si Chen. He was aware of his family's bad debts.

The two of them chatted about other topics in a tacit understanding.

An hour later, the conversation was very pleasant, and Si Chen started to make some suggestions:

"Hey, Uncle Rong, I heard that you want to produce instant noodles?"

Zhao Rong was stunned. This was just an idea. He mentioned it during a certain meeting.

However, it was denied by the above.

Producing instant noodles requires professional machines and technology, not fried twists.

Not to mention Yuanmeng County, even the entire Zhongzhou Province, there is no enterprise that produces instant noodles, so there is no place for him to go out for inspection.

"I think so!" Zhao Rong said with emotion, but there was nothing more to say.

Si Chen threw the hook at the right time and said:

"Uncle Rong, I heard that the instant noodle production factory in the next province opened last year. You can go and learn from it."

Zhao Rong's eyes suddenly widened and he said in surprise: "Really?"

"Really!" Si Chen said sincerely.

Then, relying on his memory from his previous life, he reported the address of the instant noodle company to Zhao Rong.

In his last life, he had personally inspected it!

Later, the instant noodles supplied to my supermarket basically came from this factory.

However, after it became bigger and stronger, the person in charge of this factory disappeared.

Subsequently, there were problems with the quality and quantity, causing Sichen to lose a lot of money and affecting his reputation.

Zhao Rong clenched his fists with excitement:

"That's great! I'll go to the leader tomorrow and apply for a research trip!"

Si Chen stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry about tomorrow. It just so happens that I have something to do with Uncle Seven today, let's go together!"

Zhao Rong simply couldn’t ask for it!

"good!"

…

Xiao Ping An and Xiao Yuan are full moon in three days.

In the house, in front of the low table.

Yan Lixia held a writing brush in her hand to write the invitation, writing word by word in beautiful hairpin-flowered regular script.

They had no plans to make a big deal out of it. After all, Yan Lixia had to go to school and it was not appropriate to make a big deal about it.

Therefore, there were not many invitations cut out of red paper, and most of them were written for the aunts.

There is no plan to invite everyone in the village, only some close to the family, such as Si Jianhua.

Moreover, you don’t have to send invitations yet, just a verbal invitation.

Mrs. Si came in with a few pieces of material and asked:

"Li Xia, let me make you a new skirt. Which of these colors do you like?"

Yan Lixia raised her head, put down the brush, quickly got off the kang, took it and looked at it carefully, and said:

"Let's take this one, it's lighter in color."

"It's too plain. This is what you're going to wear at the doll's full moon party."

"Ah? Then, let's go with this one!" Yan Lixia chose a pair of cinnabar red silk material.

"That's just nonsense!" Mrs. Si smiled cheerfully and said:

"You are still young and so handsome, so you should dress brightly to catch Si Chen's eyes and his heart."

Yan Lixia blushed at the praise, and was so shocked by the last sentence that she couldn't say a word!

Grandma, are you serious?

Old Mrs. Si happily carried the cloth and went out, raising her voice and giving instructions:

"Honghong, the materials for Lixia have been selected, and the clothes for the family can start to be made."

"Hey, good!"

These days, almost every household has a sewing machine.

The three most important items for wedding are bicycle, sewing machine and watch.

If you can't collect all three, then having two or one of them is a very respectable thing!

The eldest girl and the young daughter-in-law, no matter how skilled they are, can both use a sewing machine.

Wan Hong is a talented person, and she is very good at these tasks of being a female celebrity.

…

Song Tianfu was in high spirits during happy events. After going to work, he sang Mi Mi music while walking:

"Sweet honey, you smile so sweetly, like a doll in the palm of your hand~"

As for the strange looks from his colleagues, he doesn't care at all!

Ever since, whispers began to spread:

"Hey, what happened to Deputy Director Song? Are you so happy?"

"I'm afraid not, I'm going to be promoted!"

"That's true. What's wrong with Sun Tai? Aren't they all saying that our director wants to be promoted to Sun Tai's position?"

"So, Deputy Director Song is going to straighten things up?"

"Hey, hey, what does it mean to be strengthened? I will be the director in the future, so it must be called a promotion!"

"So what if I get promoted, it doesn't mean I don't have a son!"

“You don’t expose someone’s shortcomings when you scold them, and you don’t slap people in the face when you hit them!”

"That's right! Is there any necessary relationship between being promoted to director and having a son? It's not the throne, so you can still inherit it!"

"It's not like I can't have a baby. Maybe I'll have one after the Chinese New Year!"

"Quickly pull it down! Sili Ge looks like she is 30 years old. She didn't even lay an egg. I don't know whose fault it is."
To be continued...