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"Damn girl, how much money can you make and then go away? What kind of feast should we eat? Is that what our family can afford? You are not sensible at all."

Xie Delin quickly advised: "Mom, please stop saying a few words. My little sister also has good intentions. I have told her a long time ago that she has withdrawn her thoughts and will not spend money randomly."

"Yes, Auntie, it's only me who wants to treat you." Erbao echoed.

"Er Bao, Auntie knows that you are not short of money, but you can't spoil her and Xiao Hao because of this. The family has only lived a good life for a few days, and they have already learned to be extravagant and wasteful. Can you still do it in the future?"

"Xiao Lu and Xiao Hao are very sensible, so they won't do it."

"Auntie is also highly educated. Can I still not understand the principle of 'preventing the slightest and avoiding the slightest'?"

Xie Delin quickly interrupted: "Okay, Mom! We've been shopping at the flea market all afternoon, and we're already hungry. Let's start dinner quickly. Let's chat while we eat if we have anything to say."

"Auntie, what delicious food did you make? Why does it smell so good?"

Erbao quickly cooperated.

"Auntie knew you were coming, so she specially stewed half a salted chicken. You must eat more later."

Xie's mother's expression immediately turned from gloomy to clear.

Erbao said unexpectedly: "Auntie, I only sent two chickens in total. It's been almost half a month, and the family hasn't finished eating yet?"

"You're just talking nonsense. I couldn't even eat a bite of meat during the Chinese New Year before. Now that I have meat, I can't be so reckless. This time it's mainly to celebrate the successful completion of your internship with Lin Lin, so I have this extravagance."

Mother Xie waved her hands repeatedly.

She had already thought of how to deal with the remaining half-salted chicken.

When his uncle's third daughter-in-law was in confinement, she happened to send half of one over as a gift;

The other one was taken out and brought back in exchange for some food. The chicken had less fat and was not cost-effective to eat.

As for what to eat during the Chinese New Year?

The current situation is like this, how can we celebrate another year? In fact, as long as you are not hungry, every day is Chinese New Year.

"Auntie, just feel free to eat. If you finish eating, I will help you get it."

Erbao tried to persuade.

"No, no, meat is so expensive. Don't do anything wrong. It's not easy to raise some chickens in your farm. You also have to keep the eggs. Don't waste a good thing."

Anyway, Mother Xie disagreed with whatever she said.

Erbao didn't force it anymore. Anyway, the Mid-Autumn Festival was at the end of the month. Once Xie's mother knew about their family's situation, she wouldn't have any worries.

Soon, the food was set.

"Er Bao, come and eat a chicken drumstick."

Mother Xie gave the chicken legs to the other party.

"Thank you, auntie. You can also have a piece of chicken."

Erbao also helped the "mother-in-law-to-be" with a piece of chicken, then helped his girlfriend with a piece of chicken wing, and helped his sister-in-law with a piece of chicken breast.

Finally, I helped my brother-in-law pick up the chicken's buttocks.

This was requested by Xie Hao himself, because chicken butt is the most oily and has the richest flavor. Uncle Lu, the gatekeeper, had long boasted to these kids about the wonderfulness of chicken butt.

Originally, Xie Delu had similar thoughts, but on the one hand, it didn't sound good to say it out loud because of the girl's face, and on the other hand, it was also to make way for her younger brother.

Maybe it's because of the girls, but sisters Xie Delin and Xie Delu's eating looks are still somewhat reserved.

Xie Hao didn't care about anything else. He picked up the chicken butt and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and nodding.

Seeing this, Erbao couldn't help but ask:

"How is the taste?"

"Brother-in-law, Uncle Lu didn't lie to us. The chicken butt is indeed the best in the world. When you bite it, your mouth will be filled with oil. The taste is so blissful, it's almost like a dream."

Xie Hao said with a face full of intoxication.

"Is this a dream? You'll know if you pinch your thighs yourself," Erbao couldn't help joking.

"No need to pinch." Xie Hao shook his head: "This is definitely not a dream. I have never eaten such delicious food in my dreams."

Erbao saw that his brother-in-law was so pitiful, so he gave the brother-in-law the big chicken legs in his bowl.

"Thank you, brother-in-law."

Xie Hao quickly expressed his gratitude.

As expected, his brother-in-law loved him the most.

Mother Xie quickly glared at her youngest son: "You don't know any manners, please return the chicken legs quickly..."

"Auntie, it's okay, let Xiaohao eat it. To be honest, I don't like eating chicken legs."

Erbao interrupted with a smile.

Mother Xie had no choice but to pick up a few pieces of chicken for the other party again.

"That's enough, Auntie, I can do it myself."

"Hurry up and eat, don't pick up food for them, the three of them will not treat you badly."

The meal was over in ten minutes.

This all depends on Xie's mother personally "supervising" from the side. Otherwise, with the speed of my brother-in-law and others, all the food can be eaten in three minutes.

After resting for half an hour after the meal, Erbao led his sister-in-law away. He just happened to take her back to a small bowl of soup on the way. Girls should be careful outside.

Mother Xie waited for Erbao to leave. Regardless of the low temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, she immediately opened all the windows in the house in order to disperse the smell of meat.

Wait a moment and some uncles and aunties will come to watch the TV.

It's not good for them to smell it.

As an orphan and a widower in their family, it is better to keep a low profile. After all, eating meat is too sensitive.

Defenses can not do without.

…

At the same time, Xu Dong was looking through Dabao's internship report in the study. He had so many things to do before that he never took the time to check it.

Today he specially set aside an afternoon, after all, school will officially start tomorrow, and while his eldest son is still at home, the father and son can have a face-to-face exchange after reading it.

Overall, this internship report is well written.

The whole article is more than 10,000 words. Although some ideas are naive, it is detailed and well-organized, and it can be seen that he really put in a lot of effort.

This serious attitude made him very satisfied.

After reading the report, Xu Dong took out a pen and wrote the two big words "read" on the last page of the report, and then called his eldest son over with a phone call.

"Dad, I'm here."

Dabao sat opposite his father on his own.

After all, they are father and son, and they are at home, so they seem more casual.

Xu Dong raised the file in his hand: "I just read your internship report, the total score is 10, you give yourself a score first!"

"Uh, it should be 7 points?"

Dabao tried to answer.

His mental score is actually 8 points, but in order to be more modest, he lowered it by one point.

"Seven points is a bit high." Xu Dong shook his head. "Based on the level of your internship report, it can only be considered a pass at best. Generally, good companies will not hire you."

"Ah? So low?"

Dabao was surprised.

You should know that he spent more than a week polishing this internship report. There is absolutely no nonsense in it. Every word is precious.

Xu Dong saw that his eldest son was not convinced, so he opened the internship report on the spot, found a data diagram at random, and threw it in front of him.

"This is the loss diagram of the Tasmanian branch this year. Take a look at it yourself. Don't you find any problems?"

Dabao took the report and looked at it. "The data is fine. I went to the logistics department to get it myself. There is no possibility of error."

Since the beginning of this year, affected by the domestic disaster situation, the production loss rate of the branch base has been higher month by month, especially in July, which has reached more than five times that of the beginning of the year, and the increase is shocking.

"I didn't say that the data is wrong. I said that there is a problem with your diagram."

"What's the problem?"

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