Chapter 607: my little girl
Chapter 607 My little girl
Xu Junmin looked at Su Zhi curiously, "I know, you know all this?"
"Well, I've read all the papers my mother has done on these herbal packets."
"No wonder."
When I got home, I learned that my granddaughter had bought an air conditioner for me. Mrs. Xu was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. She insisted on spending money to supplement Su Zhi's pocket money.
Of course Su Zhi would not accept it, "Grandma, an air conditioner is not expensive, I will earn back by selling a few more packs of traditional Chinese medicine packs."
"What Chinese medicine package?"
Su Zhi then explained to Mrs. Xu that Xu Mei was researching Chinese medicine bags.
When seeing the environment of the small courtyard before, Mrs. Xu thought that her daughter had been working as a rural woman in the countryside all these years, and she felt very uncomfortable.
Scholarly disciples from hundreds of families in the Xu family, although the children are not rich or powerful, they are all promising intellectuals.
Xu Jitong works in the Education Bureau, Xu Xian is the editor-in-chief of a publishing house, and Xu Junmin works as a lecturer in a university. After two or three years, he will be promoted to an associate professor, and then a professor.
My daughter is also a high-achieving student in a famous university, but she lives in this rural corner farming. No mother can feel at ease.
But when she learned from her eldest grandson that her daughter had several patents on traditional Chinese medicine formulas, Mrs. Xu felt indescribably proud and satisfied.
"Meimei, when I go back, you give me some of your traditional Chinese medicine bags. I will take them back and give them a try to my old friends. If they use them well, and help you promote them, it will be regarded as helping you." Add some income."
Xu Mei naturally would not refuse, "Thank you, Mom."
The night gradually fell, and the lights of every house in the village were lit up one after another.
Sitting in the small courtyard, with a red charcoal stove at your feet, and a night with stars and moon above your head, feeling the tranquility and peace that is completely different from the city, Mrs. Xu suddenly understood why her daughter would like to stay here for the rest of her life.
A gentleman’s way of life is to cultivate one’s morality through tranquility, and to cultivate one’s virtue through thrift.
Inner peace is real wealth.
Smelling the burnt aroma in the air, Mrs. Xu regained her composure and shouted towards the kitchen: "Zhizhi, come out quickly, your sweet potatoes are burnt."
"coming!"
Seeing her granddaughter rushing over with the poker in hand, Mrs. Xu showed a satisfied smile on her face.
Xu Junmin came out of the main room upon hearing the sound.
Old Mrs. Xu quickly greeted her eldest grandson, "Junmin, come quickly and take a photo for Zhizhi."
Xu Junmin took out his mobile phone knowingly, and took a picture of Su Zhi squatting in front of the charcoal stove looking for sweet potatoes.
Mrs. Xu sent the photo to Moments, with the text: My little girl.
Regardless of Mrs. Xu's age, her social circle is not as small as that of young people like Xu Junmin.
Within two minutes of posting the Moments, the number of likes exceeded ten.
Although Mrs. Xu has no contacts with Jian Jie and the Lu family, they are all people in the capital circle after all, and their social circles will definitely overlap.
No, Jian Jie was visiting a close friend's house, when she heard her friend's mother-in-law say in surprise: "Oh, when did Mrs. Xu have such a beautiful little granddaughter?"
Jian Jie knew about Su Zhi's relationship with the Xu family. Hearing this, she pretended to be interested and asked, "Which old lady Xu?"
The old man usually has nothing to do, so he likes chatting the most.
Jian Jie exchanged words like this, and the other party immediately opened the box, "The old Xu's house on the other side of Qiuju'er Hutong, Xu Ji and his wife, Xu Jitong knows, right? The director of the teaching and research section of the Education Bureau."
(end of this chapter)