The old factory manager was so cute by the cute appearance of the twins that he had no evil intentions at all, so he knelt down and asked the two children.
"What are your names and how old are you?"
"My name is Yu Wuyou, I'm 4 years old."
"I'm Yu Siyuan, I'm 5 years old!" The younger brother held out five fingers and was knocked on the head by his elder sister.
"You are also 4 years old, we are twins!"
"But grandma said 4 years old is a full year. We are from the north, and northerners only turn one year old when they die." My younger brother felt a little aggrieved.
"Didn't you see that our mother took us to the hospital to report that we were all 4 years old? The dosage of medicine for 4-year-olds and 5-year-olds is different. We can't just listen to grandma."
This language system can no longer be described as developed, it even has its own logic! The old factory director was shocked from ear to ear.
He has a little granddaughter, who is also 4 years old, but she can't speak as much as these two children.
"Grandpa is a doctor. When you treat a doctor, you have to tell your true age, right, grandpa?" Wuyou asked the old factory director with a smile, and the old factory director nodded subconsciously.
But soon, he felt something was wrong.
"How do you know grandpa is a doctor?"
His family has a traditional Chinese medicine tradition, and he was later assigned to a factory as the director. After retirement, he grew flowers and birds at home, and occasionally helped neighbors with voluntary medical consultations.
This family is from out of town, how do they know so much?
The two babies pointed in the direction of Rutang.
"Mom said it."
Rutang nodded to the old man. The old man looked at her face for a while, then moved his eyes to Yu Yaoyang's face, then looked down at the two children, looking very confused.
He muttered: "It's weird, there is such a thing... How did your family get together..."
Yu Yaoyang saw him chattering away and asked casually: "What, old man, have you changed your profession to be a fortune teller instead of your unlicensed old Chinese medicine doctor?"
Rutang poked his waist and signaled him to stop talking. Was this a stab at the old man's lung tube?
"Oh, you brat, you look like a devil from heaven. If you hadn't been able to marry a wife, and married a woman with profound blessings to help you, I'm afraid you would have caused a lot of trouble."
The old man said angrily that Chinese medicine and metaphysics are inextricably linked, and a good Chinese medicine doctor can read some facial readings and palmistry.
Yu Yaoyang's appearance is very extraordinary. He is not a mortal at first glance. If this kind of person were born in troubled times, he would be a tyrant who dominates one party. His abilities are frightening, but his sense of morality is not that strong.
So when the old factory director heard that he announced his family status and said he wanted to acquire a pharmaceutical factory, his first reaction was to beat him out.
In the heart of the old factory director, a pharmaceutical factory is a place that produces good medicines for treating diseases. We can't just think about making money. If profiteers like Yu Yaoyang get their hands on it and drive up the price of medicines just to make money, wouldn't we be doing a disservice to our ancestors?
But the old factory director took a look at Rutang's face and took another breath.
This woman's face is very relatable. At first glance, it seems that she has profound blessings and long-lasting virtues. Heavenly beings who come to earth with the mission of saving the common people usually have this kind of face.
But people with this kind of appearance often have a flaw, that is, their life span is usually not very long.
After completing the mission assigned by God, these people will die and return to heaven in the form of death.
But the strange thing is that Rutang's life palace is shrouded in red energy, which means that there is a special power that keeps her alive.
And her two children's faces are even worse...
The old factory director saw so many people and never saw so many different faces, but they were still a family.
Yu Yaoyang was not angry even after being criticized by the old factory director. He laughed and said: "Old man, if you want to praise my wife, I love you to hear that. I did get rich only after marrying a good wife."
It's easy to be friends with Yu Yaoyang, just praise his wife.
The old factory manager shook his head.
"You didn't get rich because of your wife. Even if you don't marry her, you are destined to be rich and powerful. It's just that others are unlucky... Marry her and your Fortune Palace will have purple energy, which shows that
Your wife asked you to change your ways."
These words were said in a vague way, and Yu Yaoyang probably heard it as a fortune-telling trick, vaguely praising his wife for being good, so he accepted it completely regardless of whether he understood it or not.
Marrying Rutang was the proudest thing in his life.
Rutang was very interested, because she had heard similar stories in her previous life. She had cancer in her previous life, and Yu Yaoyang also invited experts to save her life.
"Can you tell me more? It doesn't matter whether the transaction is successful or not. Let's just chat and talk about my husband and me."
The old factory manager looked down at the two little kids hanging on his body and hugging his thighs, and thought to himself that if he didn't agree, the two kids probably wouldn't let go, right?
I don’t know how other people’s children are educated and why they are so outstanding.
He sighed deeply and made a gesture of invitation.
The small courtyard of the old factory director's house looked no different from that of ordinary people's homes. There were many flowers and plants planted. The two children looked fresh, but they didn't touch the flowers and butterflies.
They would not touch anything at other people's homes without their parents' permission. Rutang paid great attention to the children's tutoring. Children should be naughty, and there are still rules that should be followed.
"Bai Lan, we have a guest at home, make a pot of tea!" the old factory manager shouted into the room and invited Rutang's family to sit down at the stone table in the yard.
A young voice in the room responded.
The two children sat down next to their parents. They were still small, and their little feet were hanging in the air on the stone pier. They were still young, but they could sit upright, and their education was evident in every detail.
"Did you educate these two children?" the old factory director asked Rutang, skipping directly to Yu Yaoyang.
This kid has a muddled face, so he will definitely not be able to teach any good children.
Rutang nodded and added:
"I have more time and am responsible for the main education. My wife is also involved in childcare. I am ashamed to say that my two children are more independent and do not go to daycare. They can only educate at home and wait until the second half of the year to go directly to kindergarten."
In this dual-income family, there are almost no full-time mothers. Children are taken care of in day care centers before they go to kindergarten.
The twins were also sent there. They stayed there for a long time and cried, saying that all the children in the nursery were tied to chairs and they couldn't stand this restraint.
Other children at their age have not yet learned the language. I don’t know why these two children are so smart and do not accept the nursery environment.
Rutang could only hire two nannies, and she and the two mothers at home took turns watching.
"He definitely didn't teach his children well," the old factory director said.
Rutang laughed twice, "Isn't it?" Yu Yaoyang taught him things like climbing up trees and picking out bird eggs, and he was still very convincing. Even if you are a child, you can't just teach things in books. It's easy to teach nerds.
A happy childhood starts with being naughty.
"Senior Bai, what is your opinion on my and my husband's destiny?" Rutang put the topic on track.
She wanted to know whether her life would be as short-lived as in her previous life after she was reborn.