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On the day Song Jingyun set foot in the capital, Song Jiaying, Bai Liu and Tangdou also boarded the train back to the Northeast.

While Bai Liu had not yet gone to work, Song Jiaying was unemployed, and Tangdou was on vacation, Song Jiaying decided to live with Tangdou in the Northeast until Tangdou started school.

Bai Liu should go back to the capital by himself when it's time to go to work.

Bai Liu felt something was wrong. She was the laziest person in the family, so why did she become the busiest person in the family.

This bad class... wuwuwu, I don't want to go to work even if I don't go to work.

After a tiring journey, it was already noon on another day when they arrived at the provincial capital of Bei Province. Bai Liu and the others were about to take the train to Yongning County.

"Dad, the plane is so fast. When can we take the plane back to our hometown?" Tangdou was a little annoyed and missed the convenience of the plane.

In the past few years, she has been going to Hong Kong City almost every summer vacation. She is used to flying, so taking the train has become a bit difficult.

But how to put it, each has its own characteristics, and Tangdou just talked about it casually.

"Maybe soon," Song Jiaying pointed to the vendors selling goods at the edge of the train station, "You may have gotten used to going back to your hometown every year, but the last time I came here was a few years ago. In just a few years, the changes in Northern Province have really big."

Although it is not as prosperous and fast-developing as the capital city, it has still changed a lot.Perhaps the situation and balance that this land has maintained for more than 20 years will soon be broken, but this is how social development is, and it cannot be established until it is broken.

"There are more and more people in the capital, and there are more and more communications between inside and outside. Sooner or later, we will establish a civil aviation company." Song Jiaying said and looked at Bai Liu, "We have to live well. The times are developing so fast, and our lives will be very different in the future. , you have to live to see it.”

Bai Liu glanced at him: "If you were less angry with us, we would definitely live a few more years."

Song Jiaying was a little embarrassed, nodded repeatedly and touched his nose.

Looking at Tangdou out of the corner of his eye, he asked Tangdou to come to the rescue quickly.

Tangdou scratched his hair, and a bunch of hair on the top of his head stood up.Because of her naturally curly hair, Tangdou still has short hair and looks like a large doll.

Calling it a doll is a bit exaggerated, after all, Jelly Bean is almost 1.6 meters tall.I probably ate better when I was little, and after the jelly beans started to grow, they almost looked the same every day.

The pants that were wearable one year turned into cropped pants the next year, and the clothes became even smaller... Fortunately, I have a wealthy grandma who can manage enough clothes for Tangdou.

She has grown taller, but Tangdou still looks childish: "Mom, Cuihua said last time that she adapted well in high school, but now she has changed her mind and said she wants to go to college."

The little head was spinning quite fast, and one sentence attracted Bai Liu's attention.

Bai Liu took advantage of the situation and said: "Cuihua has a plan. It is more suitable for her to stay in the port city than in the capital. She can adapt to these challenges."

A few years ago, she took Cuihua away from Shanghai and went to Gangcheng first. Later, Cuihua did return to the capital with her, but she still couldn't forget what she saw in Gangcheng. Later, she even asked Bai Liu directly if she could send her to Hong Kong. city.

Bai Liu saw Cuihua's discomfort, and after communicating with Lu Pingwan, Lu Pingwan picked up Cuihua when she returned to Hong Kong.

Different people have different fates, and Cuihua is like a fish in water in Hong Kong City.Study obediently in school on weekdays, and make money in your free time without delaying anything.

But Cuihua has always wanted to make money early, and has always been reluctant to go to college.

"No, no," Tangdou shook his finger, "The fundamental reason is that Grandma Lu and Cuihua said that Changheng Group has a special talent training plan and can send Cuihua to college for free, on the condition that Cuihua will stay in Changheng in the future. Group work. Grandpa Song also has such a department, and many people in the company were recruited through the talent plan."

Bai Liu found it very interesting and asked Song Jiaying: "Does this count as following the previous tradition?"

Wealthy people have had various practices of supporting talents since ancient times, which is not only to distribute wealth for charity, but also to accumulate talents for their own development.

It's the best of both worlds.

Song Jiaying nodded: "It's good. Large companies have a set of rules for talent training. To take a step back, government-sponsored overseas students have a similar meaning."

"As your business grows, your vision changes." Bai Liu can clearly feel the impact of internal and external differences.Sure enough, each mountain is higher than the other.

Song Jiaying was noncommittal, but just as the announcement rang, the family of three quickly got on the train.

Early the next morning, when the good temper of the three people was almost exhausted, the train finally arrived in Yongning County.

They are finally back.

Taking a train in summer is really not something that most people can bear, and more and more people are taking trains nowadays. Bai Liu smelled his sleeves when he got off the train.

"Well, it tastes pretty good, with a bit of a rancid smell." She felt like vomiting as she spoke.

Tangdou was not much better than her. He leaned next to Song Jiaying with a look of exhaustion on his face: "It's so hot, no, it stinks."

Song Jiaying carried his luggage and quickly stopped a truck that was picking up work: "Brother, give us a ride. Let's go to Xiangyang Brigade..."

Before they could say anything more, the eldest brother immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll just go there, come up."

The eldest brother who drove the carriage was a talkative man. He talked to them everyday and kept talking.

From saying that the money picked up and dropping off people at the train station is very good recently, to the son at home getting married, and finally talking about the changes in people.

"Looking at how you are dressed, you are coming back from the provincial capital, right? Are you locals?"

Song Jiaying smiled and said, "Yes, my wife is from the Xiangyang Brigade. We are coming back from the capital."

There is no need to hide these things. There are no secrets in this small place. News of Bai Liu's return will spread in a few days.

The man driving the carriage paused and turned back in disbelief: "Bai Liu? Are you the man Bai Liu married again?"

Song Jiaying, Bai Liu, Tangdou:...

It's outrageous. People who don't know Bai Liu know Bai Liu's name and what the name of the man she married is.

Bad reviews are purely bad reviews.

Bai Liu glared at Song Jiaying, blaming him!

"I am Bai Liu, and this is my husband Song Jiaying," she couldn't help but add, "He is the father of my daughter."

The man is puzzled.

Song Jiaying cleared his throat: "I'm the only one. I changed my name because of something before."

The man seemed to understand but Song Jiaying changed the subject: "Is it okay to make money now?"

"It's not bad. It's definitely better than before, but not as good as the people in your Xiangyang Brigade." The man said with an envious look, "The people in your Xiangyang Brigade are really capable. It was rumored some time ago that Zhou Xiangnan was fired from the steel factory. Is it true or not? We don’t know, but Zhou Xiangnan is now coming out of the steel factory and directly taking over the new area of ​​the textile factory, saying that he will build buildings.”

"You're really capable. We're both human beings. Why do you think there's such a big difference?"

Bai Liu's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously looked at Song Jiaying, signaling Song Jiaying to ask more questions.

Song Jiaying nodded, and then asked the man: "Can the textile factory be given to private individuals? Is the textile factory willing?"

The man curled his lips: "The place over there belongs to the army, and the textile factory has no control over it."