Song Xingguo washed his face and sat back at the dinner table with Song Jincheng. He was now focused on making up for Song Yuchuan, so his attitude towards Lin Zhiyu became better.

He always kept in mind the advice Song Jincheng gave him, and he must do everything possible to treat Lin Zhiyu well. This is simple.

Hearing that Lin Zhiyu and Song Ranran were going to start a small business together, he praised, "I told Ranran before that you not only built a fish pond in your hometown, but also opened a fish canning processing factory, and built a vegetable base and a fruit base.

The very famous crucian carp soup in Yishui Town uses crucian carp from your fish pond, and the pickle shop in their unit in Yuchuan is also opened by you.

It is truly remarkable that he has purchased so many properties at such a young age.

To be honest, I am also doing business in Beijing. When you come to Beijing to open a store next year, if there is any place where I can be used, you and Ranran can just ask, and don't be polite. "

Song Xingguo's words were very measured. He not only praised Lin Zhiyu, but also put Lin Zhiyu in the same position as Song Ranran, so that he would not let the words slip and be used by people with evil intentions.

"Uncle, I praised you very much." Lin Zhiyu smiled and nodded, "Thank you also. I will definitely bother you when I go to Beijing in the future."

She wants to expand her business in the future, but it won't work on her own. She must build her own network of relationships so that she can move faster and more steadily than others.

No matter what era, no matter where you are, there will always be good people and bad people, especially in a big city like Beijing, where people from all over the world gather, smart, experienced, experienced, and bad people are also really bad.

To be honest, it is quite difficult to establish a career in this city without any connections.

Having a backer with a strong background will make the road ahead much easier.

Lin Zhiyu went through many hardships in his previous life and suffered a lot in this regard before he understood this truth.

Lin Zhiyu also understands that relationships are mutual, and you can't always bother them. No one should be nice to her all their life. If she does it too often, unless she can bring better value to the other person, she will be bored one day.

If she wants to make a career in the capital, she still has to rely on herself. She won't make such a decision unless absolutely necessary.

"It's a good thing for young people to try new things. I encourage and support them and won't bother you. You and Ranran can go at any time." If Lin Zhiyu's coming to see him for work is considered a kind of harassment, then he wants to be bothered for the rest of his life.

If Lin Zhiyu goes to Beijing, will his eldest son also go with him? After all, he can see that the eldest son looks at his daughter-in-law with a gentle light in his eyes.

This way he can see his son often.

Leaving aside his son, Song Xingguo also sincerely admired Lin Zhiyu. Although she was born in a rural area, no rural girl was as smart and capable as her.

Moreover, she is beautiful, gentle and generous, and has a kind heart. She has tenacity in her career and is not the kind of reckless and enterprising person. Such a person will definitely develop in the future.

Except for her shortcomings in education and academic qualifications, she is perfect in other aspects. If you really compare her, even the girls with high backgrounds in Beijing cannot compare to her.

Besides, Lin Zhiyu is preparing to take the college entrance examination next year. Regardless of whether he will pass or not, his proactive attitude is very impressive.

Of course, if you pass the exam, it will be very good. If you fail, it doesn't matter. His Song family's daughter-in-law is already good enough.

The more Song Xingguo saw it, the more satisfied he became. His eldest son had a good taste, so he let him go.

Song Yuchuan, who was sitting next to Song Xingguo, was silent. He pinched the cup in his hand with his slender fingers and lowered his gaze slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes.

Song Jinwei looked at Lin Zhiyu, who looked calm, and then turned to look at his uncle, who showed joy. He was even more depressed than before.

Still remember when he wanted to learn business from his uncle, what did his uncle say?

"You are still young and it is a good time to study. Now all your thoughts should be on getting into college. Doing business can be both simple and complex.

To put it simply, if you have talent, you can do well without spending time and energy, but if you don’t have talent, doing business will be difficult.

No matter how simple or complex it is, it will consume time and energy. High school courses are inherently stressful. If you don't invest enough time and energy, how can you get into a good university?

Moreover, your brother and sister have the lowest academic qualifications and graduated from Beijing Normal University. You can only be better than them, not worse than them.

After you get into a good university, if you are willing to learn how to do business after graduation, I will teach you then."

Song Jinwei couldn't understand and was not convinced, "Is academic qualifications so important? Uncle, you didn't go to college either, so you can't do business successfully.

Besides, what’s the difference between doing business after I went to college for four years and doing business now? Is it possible that I can do better in business after going to college?”

"You are different from me." Song Xingguo sighed, "The reason I didn't go to college at that time was because the college entrance examination was stopped and the university didn't recruit students. There was nothing I could do, otherwise I would have gone to college even if I had tried my best.

Besides, I have made a lot of mistakes and suffered a lot in my business, suffered a lot of grievances, and endured a lot of pressure. If I hadn’t been gifted in business, I would have been doomed long ago.

Now that the college entrance examination has resumed, you have to take the college entrance examination when you have the chance, and you have to go to university. There is no need to discuss this matter.

Besides, learning is much easier than doing business. If you can’t even learn, how can you do business?”

But Lin Zhiyu is only a year or two older than him. She is also illiterate. She is only in the second grade of elementary school and will take the college entrance examination next year. Isn't the situation the same as his?

No, to be precise, he is much better than Lin Zhiyu. He is only a sophomore in high school, so he is several grades higher than Lin Zhiyu.

Why does the uncle encourage and support Lin Zhiyu so much, but obstruct him in every way?

How could the uncle treat an outsider better than him?

The sourness in Song Jinwei's heart became even heavier, and he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.

Song Jin's head hurt from thinking about it and he couldn't figure out the reason. He was so depressed that he ate all the rice and meat on his hands. Counting the previous three bowls, this was the fourth bowl of rice, together with a table of meat.

He ate most of it.

…

After dinner, Lin Zhiyu and Song Yuchuan returned to the room.

Going to Sunzhuang to buy fruit saplings tomorrow, Lin Zhiyu sat on the bed and packed her luggage.

She brought a handbag with her clothes and shoes as soon as she came out of the village. She thought about taking the toiletries that Song Yuchuan bought her. She didn't know what was going on in Sun Village and was afraid that she wouldn't be able to buy them by then.

Song Yuchuan sat leisurely on the bed, with his hands behind his head and his eyes following her around.

"Okay." Lin Zhiyu packed up her luggage, sat down on the bed, and turned to look at Song Yuchuan, "Tomorrow I will go to Sunzhuang and you go back to the work. Time flies so fast. It feels like we have just met and are about to separate again.

.”

"You can't bear it?"

Lin Zhiyu thought for a while, got up from the bed, came to Song Yuchuan and hugged his waist, burying her head in his arms. His chest was broad, his heartbeat was steady and strong, and he had a faint scent of soap, as if he had magic power.

Normally, it would be easy for her to calm down in front of him.

"I can't bear to do it." She admitted generously, then smiled, "There's nothing I can do about it."

Song Yuchuan hugged the person tighter with his arms and curled his lips where Lin Zhiyu couldn't see him. There was nothing he could do.

Late at night, Lin Zhiyu slept soundly.

Suddenly there was a sound of hands slapping the wall next door.

She was a light sleeper and woke up as soon as the sound came.

Song Yuchuan woke up from thirst and wanted to get up to get some water to drink. When he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Zhiyu staring at the roof in a daze with his eyes open. He was suddenly startled.

He reacted, pulled the quilt over her body, and asked sleepily, "Why don't you sleep anymore? Are you suffering from insomnia?"

"I woke up and couldn't fall asleep. Did you hear the sound of banging on the wall next door?" Lin Zhiyu listened carefully again and was very sure that the sound of banging on the wall came from next door.

Song Yuchuan:......

He listened carefully for a while and then shook his head, "I didn't hear that. Are you having a fever and hearing hallucinations?"

Lin Zhiyu's expression suddenly changed, and she stretched out her hand to push Song Yuchuan, "No, no, hurry up and take a look next door."

She heard clearly that the people next door were shouting for help.

Song Yuchuan had not yet woken up and was bleary-eyed, so he was reluctant to go, but his wife had spoken, so he had no choice but to get up and check the situation.

The door next door was locked. Song Yuchuan knocked on the door and listened carefully to what was going on inside. No one answered for a long time. He was about to go back to the room, but suddenly there was a sound of bowls falling on the floor.

sound.

Song Yuchuan woke up immediately and kicked the door open without hesitation.

I saw Song Jinwei holding his belly and rolling around on the floor at this moment. His face was pale, his forehead was sweating continuously, the clothes on his body were soaked, and one hand was swollen like a pig's trotter. He must have used this just now.

Just slap the wall with your hands?

There was also a broken bowl on the ground. Song Jinwei rolled around on the ground and hit the broken bowl several times.
Chapter completed!