In the evening, Sangbai finished washing and lay down on the bed, holding a book and started to work it out.

Xia Yanqiu, Zhao Meiling and Ma Xiaoyan crossed their legs and chatted in the living room while watching TV. The three of them seemed to be addicted to chatting, and they kept talking from after dinner until after eleven o'clock in the evening, and then they were overjoyed.

Xia Yanqiu also went back to the house to sleep at half past eleven.

After taking a shower, Xia Yanqiu put on her pajamas, lifted the quilt and sat in the quilt.

"Xiao Yan's object is yellow again," said Xia Yanqiu.

Sang Bai turned the page and said casually: "This girl has a very high vision, it's really hard to find. You advise her that there are no perfect people in this world. Just be almost the same. If it really doesn't work, just find someone to have a child."

"What are you saying? Xiaoyan is a good girl and just give birth to a child for others at will?" Xia Yanqiu was a little dissatisfied: "It's a good thing that Xiaoyan has called you for her brother-in-law and brother-in-law all day long."

"Look, I didn't say that Xiaoyan would help her. Isn't it over to give birth to her own surname?" Sang Bai said in a different way.

"That's not the case. How can such a good girl like Xiaoyan do what you said? She won't be stabbed by someone." Xia Yanqiu was unhappy.

When Sang Bai heard this, he thought to himself: Forget it, let’s not talk about it. Everything he said was wrong. Xia Yanqiu looked at Ma Xiaoyan like a girl. Where can ordinary men match him?

"Oh by the way, I forgot to tell you something. Xiaoyan will come to our company to work from tomorrow. Please find someone else over there," said Xia Yanqiu.

Sang Bai smiled and said, "Yes, I've dug up someone and got my husband."

Xia Yanqiu said: "You are nothing. Xiaoyan feels bored all day long. In addition, Xiaoyan doesn't want to go home every day and be urged by her mother to get married. She simply comes to our company to work and stay in the dormitory temporarily. This can kill several things in one go."

"You think you're done," said Sang Bo.

Seeing that her husband agreed, Xia Yanqiu squeezed to her husband, lifted Sang Bai's arm, lay in by himself, twisted twice and changed into a comfortable position.

Sang Bo lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead, and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

"My dad is going to make trouble again," Xia Yanqiu said after a while: "No one in this family can worry about it."

"What is my father-in-law going to do?" Sang Bai asked with a smile.

Xia Yanqiu said: "My father's friends encouraged him to come out and work alone, preparing to build a textile company by himself and let him take the lead."

"Then let's do it. As long as my dad is in a good mood, it's not a big deal to pay a little. The old man can't be so idle all the time. Besides, my dad is not an idle person. In recent years, he has been transferred from the front line to the office. He must be a little uneasy. Anyway, I think my dad is not as cheerful as before," said Sang Bo.

Xia Yanqiu gave Sang Bai a blank look: "You are used to being good people. Do you know that those people are not fuel-efficient? I am afraid that even if my father builds a factory, they will be ruined by these people. My mother is actually right. The group of people in the textile factory are treacherous and lazy, and there are not many good people."

"What you said is not that we scolded our parents," Sang Bai said with a smile.

After being hit by his wife's little hand, Sang Bai said again: "I think we should let our father do it. Isn't it just a few machines to hire more than ten or twenty people, how much can we lose? And even if it is a loss, is there still machinery? Besides, I don't think my father will lose."

Xia Yanqiu said, "But dad has never done it before."

"You have worked in a factory before? You haven't done it. My two brothers-in-law have worked in a factory. You see, I'm pretty good now. This person always has to do things step by step. Actually, I think my father is much more reliable than Xia Weijun. You see, after he goes out, I don't know where to go, and I don't call him," said Sang Bai.

This era can be said to be the best time to start a family and the most chaotic time.

The messy people have all become smart and smart, and in addition to the ones who have also become abducted.

What is worse than these cheating is to take you to bet and suck. If these two things are involved, you will definitely lose everything.

Sang Bai was not worried about Xia Weiguo, because Xia Weiguo knew that he was stupid and could not win much money, so he would not get involved in gambling. However, Xia Weijun was different. He felt that he was smart, but he didn't know that the people in this world were cheating on smart people. Sang Bai was worried that his intelligence would be mistaken for his intelligence.

Xia Yanqiu said: "I came here last month and said that the business was doing well. I am now working on something in Heilongjiang. I forgot."

"Forget it, others are also anxious about this matter." Sang Bai waved his hand.

Now he is running around the Sino-Soviet border. Sangbai admits that he is brave enough, but as a brother-in-law, he is still a person who has no brothers and sisters before. Sangbai is worried about this brother-in-law from the bottom of his heart, but this kind of worry cannot solve the problem.

So I had to say a few words and then comfort myself that everything was fine.

"I heard that there was a little mess there. The things we had here were all hard currency... He said that he had made hundreds of pairs of pants last time, but they were all bought out by the people there at once. He made almost twice the amount of money for one," said Xia Yanqiu.

"Our big brother should be done soon," said Sang Bo.

"No, it's just a little bit messy. How powerful is the Soviet Union?" Xia Yanqiu disagreed with Sang Bo's statement.

Sang Bo smiled and said, "No matter how powerful the Soviet Union is, some people can't help but feel that they are not free and want to break this country, but after it is broken, freedom comes, and the poor are all left to freedom."

Xia Yanqiu said, "You seem to be quite happy."

"Why am I not happy? This group of people have robbed our country's territory the most in history. Why am I not happy if they disband?"

"You guy..." Xia Yanqiu didn't know how to talk about her husband.

Sang Bai put down the book at this time: "Forget it, let's sleep. Big brother is so poor that he drinks the northwest wind. That's also their own pain. Our lives are very beautiful!"

After saying that, he hugged his wife, rolled and turned off the light.

When he got up the next day, Ma Xiaoyan was the employee of Sang Bai. After eating and drinking, she sat on the back seat of Xiaobangliang and went to work with the boss in the new company.

The three little monkeys didn't have the chance to have fun today because they had to follow Sang Bai to the B&B and arrange a week's work for them.

When Sang Bai brought the third boy to the homestay, he found that not only his third boy, but also his children like Ergu Danzi and Sigouzi, were there, but also their parents.

Sang Bo smiled and said, "Is even punishing children so homogeneous now?"

Chen Dongsheng said: "It's not only a pain to fight, but also aches when your hands hurt. Just throw them here to work, and you can earn enough pocket money by yourself. Besides, you won't be able to become a talent in the future. You can support yourself even if you do chores in the kitchen. It's better than not doing anything."

Chen Dongsheng said as he looked at his dejected son and smiled.

Sang Bai thought Chen Dongsheng was remembered by himself, but he didn't know that Ma Boqian gave the idea, saying that it was not good to beat the child, and it was good to work as a punishment, and he could also practice a life skill.

So Chen Dongsheng and others thought it was good and came here early this morning.

Dafeng asked, "Brother Sangbai, how many days does your child have to work for?"

"Our family is one week!" Sang Bai said: "Shao Yanqiu is given."

"One week, okay, our family originally had three days, but now it's time to change it for one week," said Dafeng.

Seeing his son looking up at him, Dafeng kicked Ergudanzi's ass: "Why are you not happy? Good friends have good luck and hardships. How do you become friends? You are unwilling to do more than three or four days of work?! Hum?"

When Ergudanzi heard this, he immediately lowered his head.

Now, a group of children have three days and four days, all of which are unified into a week.

There is experience in dealing with Pi Monkey at the B&B.

Because these children have been here before, they came to mop the floor when they were five or six years old, and they did a pretty good job. Now they are all in elementary school, so they can do all the work of wiping the table.

As the old saying goes, this person has no hardship that cannot endure, only blessings that cannot be enjoyed.

The children in Liushuzhuang are not that expensive, and they do the hygiene at school by themselves. Students make their own meals and share them. There are no shaking aunts here, except for cooking, all the students solve the problem.

Although everyone has money, no one holds his child on his forehead and lives. Sangbai thinks this is great.

After leaving the child in the restaurant to work, Sangbai went out and strolled around by himself.

As I walked, I found that Huang Daoran was actually sketching by Hecangtangzi. There were seven or eight DreamWorks cartoonists next to him, including Chinese and Japanese, but now most of them are Chinese.

Because in the Japanese market, the selection system adopted by cartoonists is that if the response is good in the magazine, then sign the contract and think it is promising, but if it does not meet the requirements now, it is put on the supplement. If the response is good, it will be the official publication. If it is not good, it will be released. If it is not good for many issues, then it will be released.

The Japanese comic market is mature and can do this, but it is not possible in China. If this happens, many comics will be poor.

Not to mention anything else, just talk about the famous writers in later generations, such as the Sangbai era. At this time, Lu Yao and other writers were all so poor that they were so poor that God could not afford to buy tickets even if they received the award.

However, Sangbai has now run a literary journal, and the manuscript fee and benefits are also good. If there are good writers who want to create long-form works, they will also provide certain financial support. People like Lu Yao have much better creative conditions.

Of course, it is impossible to invest without gaining anything, such as the release of some novels. Anyway, Sandai is becoming more and more like a capitalist, and his pure little mind has finally been covered with dust.

The same is true for comics now. There are "Devil" weekly magazines in China, including Hong Kong. In addition to the submissions of cartoonists, the largest supplement is "Chinese Myth World". Such as the outstanding ones, Nezha and Yang Jian, can be included in the official publication soon.

These are inseparable from the unique ideas of these comics. There are also the training of several schools.

At this time, the style of Chinese comics was obviously different from that of Japanese. Chinese comics generally have a more solid foundation and the characters are more delicate than those of Japanese.

To put it bluntly, it can be said that the Chinese style of comics has gradually begun to mature.

Sang Bai walked over and wanted to talk, but when he saw Huang Daoran secretly winking at him, he didn't know what the old man wanted to do, but he had to pretend not to know anything, and looked at the painting with his hands behind his back, and at the same time he was ready to see the situation before reacting.
Chapter completed!