Li Jianjun, who was watching the excitement from the side, raised his eyebrows in surprise and gave his niece a thumbs up. Someone can finally control Li Manjun!
Aunt Guo wanted to come and smooth things over, but who knew that Zhao Jianing was stubborn and Li Manjun also seriously started arguing with a child.
The mother and daughter signaled her to stay away to avoid being accidentally hurt.
"Come on, come on, for the sake of fairness, let's make it clear what belongs to us today. Whoever wants to take the other's things in the future must obtain the other's consent first!"
Li Manjun pointed at the entire family and waved his hand to the unconvinced little boy in front of him, who was wiping away tears and asking her to identify them.
Zhao Yong tried to persuade him gently: "It's getting late, go to bed first, it's such a small thing, it won't cause..."
"No!" Nian Nian yelled, sobbing and saying, "This is what my mother said, and we must do what she says!"
Li Manjun snorted coldly, "Yes, I told you to clean up your things and tell me."
Although Nian Nian was not as powerful as her mother, she still refused to admit defeat and said, "Then go and order your things and tell me."
Li Manjun thought to himself, just click, who are you kidding?
Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Zhao Yong chose to show off, walked to his brother-in-law, sat down, asked him what happened when he went to the computer city, and told him: "Your sister is a bit harsh on you, but she is definitely doing it for your own good. If
Don't worry if your tone is harsh."
Li Jianjun was startled, "Brother-in-law, don't say that. That's my eldest sister. Even if she hits me, she should."
"Hit you?" Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows, "This situation is not serious at all. Do you have any bad intentions?"
Li Jianjun lowered his head with a guilty conscience and confessed his intention to set up an electronics recycling factory.
Zhao Yong thought to himself: No wonder he was beaten.
"Do you know why your sister quits working in the sorting field?"
Li Jianjun heard something from his parents, "It seems that the foreign company no longer cooperates with them."
Zhao Yong smiled lightly and shook his head, "That's not a problem. Their company's sorting capacity at that time was fully qualified to win the contract rights to several provincial garbage plants near us."
Li Jianjun asked in surprise: "It's not because there is no more garbage, then why?"
"The cost of decomposition is too high." Zhao Yong finished a piece of apple, put down his fork, and carefully analyzed the twists and turns inside for his brother-in-law.
Of course, he only knew a little bit about this aspect, and this information was also given to him by Li Manjun.
"There are many ways to dispose of the garbage sorted out in their factory. The most economical way is to dump it directly into the garbage dump, and the second is to pay for it to be disposed of in an incineration plant."
"The least expensive thing about this is to process it yourself and decompose it until it is harmless. No one is doing this now. If you do it, let alone make money, you will have to repay the loss."
Li Jianjun somewhat understood that the more economical the method, the more serious the environmental pollution.
Zhao Yong continued: "Your sister chose the second option. She said she is also a layperson and still wants to make money."
"But your sister is different from me. She can't do these things. The more she does it, the more uneasy she becomes, so she simply stops doing it."
It is also because of this character that Li Manjun will never truly reach the top of capital in this life.
But she "has no regrets in her heart!"
Zhao Yong looked at his surprised brother-in-law, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him seriously:
"A person's life may be long or short, but as long as he can do it with a clear conscience, it will be worth it."
Li Jianjun nodded heavily, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, I understand, and I will work hard on the ground."
In this situation, Zhao Yong couldn't help but show off the ink in his belly, and said leisurely: "You can teach a child."
Li Jianjun: "......" Not necessary!
My eyes turned to the living room, my dear, the struggle between mother and daughter was really scary.
I can't write a few words every year. Seeing my mother writing the names of items quickly makes me angry that I haven't read any books.
But she also had a way, she could only draw if she couldn't write. She usually didn't draw in the drawing book, so Zhao Yong went over to look at it with great interest. She looked like a great artist, focusing on abstraction.
Li Jianjun leaned behind his sister and asked curiously: "Sister, why are you writing this?"
Li Manjun explained while writing: "Write it down and stick it on the small blackboard so that it is clear at a glance."
Zhao Yong pointed to the two irregular circles drawn by his daughter and asked doubtfully: "Baby, what are you drawing?"
Every year, she placed the puppy satchel that her grandmother had crocheted with wool in front of her father, and explained to the painting:
"This is the dog's eyes, this is the shape of the bag."
This is my mother’s favorite dog bag that she uses as a coin purse. My grandma made it for her, not for my mother, huh~
"Mom, next time you want to use it, remember to ask me first." Nian Nian warned with a proud hum.
Li Manjun nodded and replied seriously: "Next time you want to spray my perfume, you'd better ask for my permission in advance."
Nian Nian paused for a moment. My mother didn't have much time at home at all. If I had to wait for her to come home before I could ask, I would feel no better than before.
However, she will not admit defeat.
The little one nodded and imitated the adults, raising their hands and swearing, "I, Zhao Jianing, swear that I will never take my mother's perfume by myself!"
Mother and daughter go back and forth and take this matter extremely seriously.
Aunt Guo shook her head helplessly. She had never seen a mother and daughter who were so serious about each other.
Zhao Yong laughed and thought that this was okay. Although his daughter was young, she now had a sense of "I". If she made the distinction now, she would be able to avoid quarrels in the future.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Li Manjun, mother and daughter, separated their belongings and posted them on the small blackboard, specifying that if the other party wanted to use or take away something, they must first obtain the other party's permission.
My favorite mother’s necklaces, perfumes, silk scarves, high heels, and lipsticks are all included in the list of must-consultations. qqxδnew
Li Manjun always likes to take her daughter's small bags, colored pens, empty homework books, clipping rabbits, using stuffed toys to rest her head on, etc., and she must first obtain Zhao Jianing's permission.
Now the mother and daughter's things are posted on the blackboard, clearly visible at a glance.
Li Manjun pointed to the abstract circles and asked her daughter, "Mom, I want to temporarily borrow these plush toys of yours to use as pillows, is that okay?"
Nian Nian generously said yes, and also asked if I could spray on my mother's perfume.
After all, Li Manjun was an adult and could not argue with a little brat like her, so he generously gave her a bottle of perfume that he had only half used.
Niannian was so happy that she immediately hugged her mother and kissed her twice, "Mom, I like you so much, I love you so much!"
Li Manjun tapped her little nose and said, "Don't give me a can of ecstasy soup." He couldn't help but kiss her tender little face, then picked up this stubborn girl and went back to her room to sleep.
Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend and I don't have to go to kindergarten. Otherwise, I would definitely be late if I stayed up so late.
