Xue Ling looked over and saw Xiaoxin and Xiao Chong carrying schoolbags and putting on shoes at the door opposite.
Boys and girls in their twelfths, tall and thin, with childish brows and eyes full of sunshine.
She smiled low and asked, "What time is it? Don't be late again."
A few years ago, the nearby primary school expanded its campus, and its back entrance was connected to the food street behind Ronghua Mall.
Xiaoxin and Xiao Chongte were happy because after getting off the elevator, they turned directly to the food court and could immediately enter the school through the back door, saving about six or seven minutes of walking time than before.
Because of this, the two guys almost count their school time in seconds every day.
"No." Xiaoxin shook her pretty short hair and said, "There are still eight minutes!"
"Only seven minutes left!" Xiao Chong shouted: "Hurry! Go to the elevator first and hold it down! I'll be there in two seconds!"
Xiaoxin ran out in a panic.
Xiao Chong put on his socks and sneakers and ran after him.
Xue Ling looked at the closed elevator door, silently shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
"I really hope the electronic watch at home can go up to two minutes faster, otherwise I would see them rushing to school in a panic all day long, and I would just want to shake my head."
Cheng Tianyuan, who was eating in the kitchen, raised his voice: "It's been more than a minute, I secretly adjusted it."
Xue Ling laughed and gave a thumbs up.
"Sure enough, ginger is still hotter than ever! The higher the Tao, the higher the devil!"
Mother Xue, who was knitting on the sofa, raised her reading glasses and couldn't help but glance at her.
"Where did you buy this dress?"
Xue Lingxiao asked: "How is it? Does it look good?"
"So-so." Xue's mother asked: "How much does it cost?"
Xue Ling gestured with two fingers and turned around and entered the kitchen.
Mother Xue in the back laughed and scolded: "Is this dress made of gold thread? It's so expensive!"
Xue Ling chuckled and explained: "They are a big international brand, so it is understandable that they are a little more expensive. I usually can't bear to wear them. I only wear them when there are large-scale events or meetings in the group to cope with the situation."
In the past few years, the main factory's performance has been very good, with a lot of advertising and a good reputation. At the suggestion of senior executives, it changed its name to "Mingshu Group" and actively applied for listing.
In the middle of last year, the group was officially listed, and she currently controls 68%. As the group's scale expanded, the stock price rose steadily, and her net worth quickly increased several times.
In the past few days, the group's management has been basically perfected, and there are more and more young people with excellent working abilities under its management. Xue Ling's job is easier, but she still has to go to work every day and deal with various big and small things.
The top management of the group has two major meetings every week, and there is also a TV interview program today. She might have to show her face, so she quickly put on the beautiful and expensive suit she bought last year.
Cheng Tianyuan praised: "This dress is really good-looking."
Xue Ling explained: "It's a foreign brand-name suit purchased by Xiao Jiaxue. It's a little cheaper than the ones on the market. It looks quite formal. I bought it for her because I liked it."
In the past two years, Xiao Jiaxue has been keen on pursuing a side job. On the surface, she continues to work as a publishing editor. In private, she secretly looks for opportunities to go abroad, especially her husband's country D, to buy some expensive cosmetics or perfumes or branded clothes to sell back home.
"She has made a good profit this year, and more and more people are buying her cosmetics and perfumes. Last month, my husband was on school vacation, and he went back and forth twice, bringing back several boxes of goods for her."
Cheng Tianyuan smiled and said: "Now the husband and wife can make money together by filming together. The husband can go abroad to play, and she can make a lot of money. The man and woman can work together without getting tired. It's finally good."
"There are still disadvantages." Xue Ling explained with a smile: "She complained to me the day before yesterday that they were short of a mixed-race child. She said that mixed-race children are very beautiful, and she hoped that she could have a baby with her husband as soon as possible before she gets old.
Daughter. By the way, her husband likes his daughter."
"You are already in your forties, can you still give birth?" Xue's mother asked: "I remember she is two years older than you, right?"
Xue Ling smiled bitterly and nodded: "Mom, never mention your age in front of a woman, I really can't stand it!"
"Go!" Xue's mother asked funnyly: "I'm younger than you? I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of!"
Liu Ying was picking vegetables in the corner, staring at the cauliflower through her presbyopic eyes.
"Being in your forties is nothing. You can definitely still have children! In the past, some places in rural areas did not have sterilization. Some elderly people lived until menopause. There are many people in their fifties."
Xue Ling clicked his tongue a few times, eating millet porridge and chewing bread.
"People's physical fitness today is worse than before. It's incomparable. However, people always have to hold on to hope! I told her to exercise well and work hard."
Liu Ying curiously asked: "Do foreigners prefer daughters? You are so old, why don't you want to have a boy to inherit the family?"
Xue Ling explained: "Mom, foreigners have different ideas from us. They don't have the tradition of having boys to inherit the family business, and their family values are also different from ours. They generally don't live together much when they grow up.
Just leave home and be independent. They really can't understand our habit of living together as a big family. On the contrary, it's hard for us to understand them. Different cultural backgrounds lead to different ideas and perspectives."
"Oh!" Liu Ying lost interest and continued picking vegetables.
Cheng Tianyuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are all the dads going out?"
"Yes." Xue's mother explained: "It was dawn, so the two of them went out. They didn't even eat breakfast. They said they were going to the food court behind to have a bowl of wontons."
Cheng Tianyuan chuckled: "As long as they like it."
"If you can play chess, of course you like it!" Mother Xue smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Why didn't I realize that they were so obsessed with playing chess before? They played chess in the morning and in the evening. Both of them have become well-known chess fans in the neighborhood!
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Everyone laughed.
Liu Ying couldn't help but raise her head and explain: "His father used to play less and had no chance to play. Later Ah Wu taught him more, and gradually the two of them became partners, and their chess skills became better and better. By the way, they came back last night
At that time, I also said that I planned to hold a social match with people from the senior college on the weekend, and I wanted to [Bayi Chinese Website www.zwdu8.me] compete to see which side has better chess skills."
"It's pretty good!" Xue Ling said with a smile: "It can be used as both entertainment and intellectual education."
Mother Xue giggled, "How old are you and still doing puzzles? What a joke!"
Cheng Tianyuan put down his bowl and chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth.
"I have to go to the warehouse. I won't be back at noon. I will pick up Xiaoxin and Xiao Chong and bring them back together in the afternoon."
He is still running a paper towel business, which is nearly half the size of before. He also has a lot of sanitary napkin business, and his income is becoming more and more stable and getting higher.
It’s just that the previous warehouse was too small and couldn’t hold so many goods.
The year before last, Xue's father gave him a piece of land, three acres in size, on the outskirts of the imperial capital on the roadside around the city.
Cheng Tianyuan built a large warehouse there, mainly to store sanitary napkins and paper towels for wholesale. As the scale expanded, the business became better and better.
Xue Ling ate half of it when Cheng Tianfang's voice sounded outside.
"Mom! Is there any porridge? Xiaohan is hungry! She wants to eat porridge!"
Liu Ying stood up and went out to greet him.
"There are still two bowls of porridge, enough for Xiaohan to eat. Come on, come on! Xiaohan, come to grandma's side!"
Cheng Tianfang rushed in, hurriedly greeted Xue's mother and Xue Ling, and quickly made a bowl of porridge.
Liu Ying led Xiaohan in from behind.
The little guy is over three years old. He has long hair. Maybe he hasn’t combed it just after he got up. His hair is a little messy. He is sleepy and pouting his little mouth, getting angry. He keeps stamping his feet and shouting: "I want to eat millet porridge! I only eat millet porridge."