亲爱的老师6韩国西瓜

Everyone was enthusiastic, especially when Su Binglan asked if they knew how to do needlework. Everyone’s eyes lit up, and they actively answered her question.

No one lied to her because they knew what she could build in the future. Therefore, everyone answered the questions thoughtfully and honestly.

They thought they could work in any shop Su Binglan would open next if they did not get the factory or embroidery shop job. Everyone was grateful and would not lie to her.

Su Binglan had registered everyone she interviewed. She initially only wanted

to hire people for the factory, but since so many people showed up this time, she also conducted interviews for the embroidery shop.

She could arrange for some people to work there when the embroidery shop opened in a few days.

After a busy morning, Su Binglan chose six people and told them to come to work in the afternoon. Then she prepared to set up an accessory shop in town during the afternoon to sell things like backpacks, handbags, and dolls.

After breakfast, Su Wenwu rode his horse to Northern Mountain Village. Entering Northern Song Village was still fine, but there was a long upslope when entering Northern Mountain Village, so the horse could only stroll through.

After heading up the slope, Su Wenwu could see a village in the valley at the mountain’s foot. The sun rose, and its rays shone on the entire village, giving it a layer of moving light in the morning.

Su Wenwu stood atop the hill and saw the mountains filled with pine trees in the distance.

‘No wonder Tao Zhenggang and the rest of Willow Village had to buy pine wood from Northern Mountain Village. There are so many pine trees here.’

He rode his horse into the village and asked an older man at the village entrance where Song Yi’s house was. However, when Su Wenwu led his horse around the village, the villagers could not help but look at the horse.

No horses were in such a remote mountain village, not even cows. Instead, the villagers would rely on their workforce to export their pinewood and firewood. That was why everyone was surprised to see a young man walking around the village with a horse. The villagers were curious. “I wonder who that is.”

“Is he someone’s relative?

One’s family would be famous throughout Northern Mountain Village if one had a relative who owned a horse. Having wealthy relatives was something one would be proud of.

The door was open when Su Wenwu arrived at Song Yi’s house, and a man was chopping firewood there. The man was thin, and half his hair was white. A woman was inside the house with a head full of white hair.

Su Wenwu guessed they were probably Song Yi’s parents. They reminded Su

Wenwu of his own parents, who also had white hair.

Then he suddenly thought, ‘Wait, my parents’ complexions are getting better, and they look younger. They barely have white hair anymore.’

His thoughts distracted him, but he remembered why he had come to Northern Mountain Village a moment later.

He looked at the door but did not see Song Yi. He raised his hand to knock, asking, “Excuse me, does Song Yi live here?”

When the older man chopping firewood in the courtyard heard that, he raised his head. He was surprised to see a handsome young man at the door. ‘Young man, are you looking for Song Yi?”

“My name is Su Wenwu, and I’m here to talk to Song Yi.”

Mr. Song was thrilled upon hearing Su Wenwu’s name. He quickly put down his ax and said, “So, you’re Wenwu. Song Yi often talked about you when he returned to us. He told us everything.

“He said you saved him when he was on the way to the bodyguard agency to deliver goods with you. Quick, come in. My wife and I kept telling Song Yi to invite you for a meal, but he always said you were too busy and wouldn’t have time.

Mr. Song approached Su Wenwu, but Su Wenwu noticed Mr. Song limping. It reminded Su Wenwu of how his father looked when his foot was still in terrible shape. Su Wenwu’s heart felt bitter at the thought.

Then the woman busy in the room heard voices and came out. She looked at her husband and said, “Oh? We have a visitor. I’ll get him some water.”

Mr. Song said, “This is Song Yi’s close friend and benefactor, Su Wenwu.”

Mrs. Song was full of gratitude when she heard her husband’s words. “Ah, we finally get to meet you. Did you have breakfast yet? Come in quicldy, and I’ll cook for you.”

Su Wenwu felt Mr. and Mrs. Song’s enthusiasm and said, “Um, Mr. and Mrs.

Song, where did Song Yi go?”

Mrs. Song explained, “He went to the back of the mountain to cut pine wood. We made most of the things in our house out of pine wood. We even chop them up and sell them.

“We heard the Tao family from Willow Village will buy more pinewood soon. Since our son is so full of energy now, he has already busied himself straight after breakfast at dawn. Don’t worry. He’ll return soon after cutting some pine wood and bringing them home.”

Su Wenwu knew about the Taos in Willow Village. He knew his sister would open a winery soon and needed large pots and jars from them. Still, he did not expect his sister to buy a pottery workshop.

The Su family enjoyed sitting around the table to eat during dinner. They would discuss what happened throughout their day, so Su Wenwu knew most of his sister’s actions.

He also knew the pottery workshop needed pine wood for their furnace to make pottery jars and other things. It turned out that Song Yi had started selling pine wood.

Su Wenwu waited at Song Yi’s house for a while, and Mrs. Li happily poured water for Su Wenwu. She even took out two eggs she had saved and poached them in boiling water for Su Wenwu to eat while waiting.

Su Wenwu looked at the lotus-wrapped poached egg Mrs. Song brought. He stood up and said, “I-I’ve already had breakfast, Mrs. Song. I can’t eat another bite.”

Su Wenwu was waiting in the inner room, so he did not notice Mrs. Song entering the kitchen to make him a dish. She had made him two poached eggs, and Su Wenwu knew how much ordinary farmers valued eggs. Even he could not bear to eat them at home.

When things got tough for Su Wenwu and Song Yi in the past, they would get stranded and could barely sleep at night. What they wanted to eat most were poached eggs and meat. After all, they typically had nothing good to eat at that time.

He remembered Song Yi saying he could only afford to eat one poached egg during Chinese New Year and other festivals. Therefore, Su Wenwu could not bear to eat the lotus-wrapped poached eggs Mrs. Song had made for him.

Mrs. Song said enthusiastically, ‘You boys can eat a lot. Even if you’ve already had breakfast, you must be hungry again after traveling a long distance. Hurry and eat these before they get cold. It’s best to eat them while they’re still warm.”

Mr. and Mrs. Song were honest people. They did not know how else to thank Su Wenwu besides offering him the best food they had in their house..