Accompanied by the Li family, Song Qingyuan took a turn in the east and came to the warehouse.

The storeroom is not big, it is a small house.

Inside, there are four shelves made of wood, and on the shelves are large and small, boxes of puzzles.

Song Qingyuan walked to a shelf and opened the wooden box casually.

Pick up the puzzle pieces inside.

With a movement of his fingers, he spelled it over, and then parted again.

"Some cards" Song Qingyuan commented, the polishing is not perfect, much worse than Shiro's.

But you get what you pay for.

It's just an ordinary craftsman here, and it's a lot worse than the master who made the mold for her.

"Have you written down the amount of finished products every day?" asked Song Qingyuan.

"Write it down, write it down," Li nodded hurriedly.

Song Qingyuan looked at Song Chengyi.

"Dad also wrote it down," Song Chengyi said.

"Which group did this," Song Qingyuan asked as he picked up a box at random.

Li, Song Chengyi stretched his head over, opened it and looked, Li said, "This is the group I am responsible for." ”

"How did you recognize it" Song Qingyuan was surprised.

"Here," Li pointed to the inside of the box, which had a shallow one.

"There are two in the second group." Lee added.

Song Qingyuan smiled, "Three groups of three, will the fourth group be four?"

"The girl is so smart" Li immediately grabbed Song Qingyuan and smiled flatteringly.

"Who came up with this idea?" asked Song Qingyuan.

"Daddy came up with it." Song Chengyi raised his hand and explained, "If you remember it like this, you can tell which group did it." ”

"If something goes wrong, it's good to know who to deduct from your wages." Song Chengyi smiled, and the look on his face was extremely obscene.

The corners of Song Qingyuan's mouth twitched, the main purpose was to pay less

But it's good to do that.

It's hard for the scumbag to think of it.

Song Qingyuan turned his back on his hand, "This idea, it's not bad to remember"

"Thank you, girl" Song Chengyi shouted excitedly, excited.

"Take out all your notebooks." Song Qingyuan hooked his fingers.

The two of them took out a booklet from their arms and handed it to Song Qingyuan.

These two books, like Song Qingyuan's notebook, were specially made by Song Qingyuan for the scumbag father and the scumbag.

When I opened it, I saw the word "dog" crawling.

Song Qingyuan had a headache.

It is a hundred times more ugly than her original words, and even worse than the children in modern kindergartens.

I barely read it, and the number was correct, and it was accurate.

Puzzle No. 1, 48 pieces, inventory; Not.

Puzzle No. 2, sixty-four pieces, stock; One hundred and twenty.

Puzzle No. 3, ninety-six pieces, stock; Seventy.

Puzzle No. 4, one hundred and forty-four pieces, stock; Sixty.

Puzzle No. 5, 288 pieces, inventory; Seventy.

Puzzle No. 6, five hundred and seventy-six pieces, stock; Sixty.

"Do less puzzles on three, four, five, and six, and focus on puzzles one and two." Song Qingyuan returned the small notebook to the two of them and explained, "Especially the No. 1 puzzle." ”

"The No. 1 puzzle doesn't need to be a matching box, I have already ordered a batch of purses from the eldest aunt."

"When the time comes, it will be sold in a purse."

"Papapapa" Li applauded again and again, "No. 1 puzzle, the number of pieces is small, and it is just right to put it in the purse"

"My girl is so smart," Li patted the horse exaggeratedly.

Song Chengyi pushed Li away, "It's better to put it in a purse, it's much easier to put it in a purse than to play a small box." ”

"My daughter's head is so good" Song Chengyi gave a thumbs up, "This is up to you."

The Li family squeezed Song Chengyi away, and smiled flatteringly, "Girl, you follow your mother"

"I'll work hard with you, and when the puzzle is sold, there will be a reward" Song Qingyuan patted the two of them encouragingly.

There are rewards

The husband and wife's eyes lit up at the same time.

Rejoicing and full of fighting spirit.

"Practice handwriting when you're fine, write beautifully, and when you check it next time, whoever writes well will be rewarded with 500 words." Song Qingyuan put down his words and went home.

East across the precincts.

As soon as he entered the hospital, a ball flew over, and Song Qingyuan was knocked back two steps.

You don't have to think about it to know that it's her bear child again.

"You're getting fat, I really can't catch you" Song Qingyuan pinched Shiro's fat face and sighed silently.

It's okay for children to be fat, but what to do in the future

"Let's lose weight," Song Qingyuan said.

Shiro hung the oil bottle on his mouth and said aggrievedly, "I've eaten very little recently." ”

It's weird

The little fat man can not only eat, but also pick the good ones.

"Sister" Shiro's small eyes narrowed, looking ill-intentioned.

Pulling Song Qingyuan's hand, he shook it and said, "I also want to be a steward."

What the

I want to be a steward

"Heh" Song Qingyuan smiled, "Who are you going to care?"

Shiro, "I want to be like my father and mother, and manage a large group of people." ”

Song Qingyuan knocked Shiro's head, "You are in charge now, aren't you in charge of the little radish head in our village?"

"That's different," Shiro turned.

"Why is it different," Song Qingyuan asked.

"That's a little baby" Shiro's voice raised two points and shouted, "I want to take care of adults"

Good ambitions

Song Qingyuan pulled Shiro into the house, "Aren't you already a small bag foreman?"

"Why do you want to be in charge again," Song Qingyuan asked.

"Be a steward and majestic" Shiro shook his son, since his father and mother were in charge, he watched from the sidelines and felt that they were extremely majestic.

He also wants to do it, and he wants to be so majestic.

The majestic Song Qingyuan smiled secretly

"It's not impossible to be in charge," Song Qingyuan elongated.

"Really" Shiro's eyes lit up, and there were countless little stars shining like they were shining just now.

"Really, really," Song Qingyuan asked, "but what can you do?"

Shiro laughed when he heard this, and his waist was straight, "I can do what my father and mother do." ”

"I'm more literate than my mother, I'm better at arithmetic than my mother" Shiro crossed his fingers and counted them one by one, "I can still sit in the workshop, shouting everyone to work, my voice is loud, and I shout diligently"

Yo, this is still prepared.

Looking at it like this, it is planning to top the position of the scumbag father and the scumbag.

"Which one are you going to replace?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Our mother," Shiro said happily.

"Why," Song Qingyuan asked.

Shiro patted his chest, "Men earn money to support their families, and women cook and give birth to babies"

"Who said that," Song Qingyuan's eyes turned sideways.

Shiro noticed that something was wrong, shrunk his neck, and whispered, "Dad and second brother both said so"

"Heh" Song Qingyuan sneered, "Ask the second brother, who brought him the silver to earn, and ask my father, who gave him the silver."

"And you little conscienceless" Song Qingyuan pinched hard, "Where did you get your pocket money?"

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