It's just that the temperature needs to be set a little lower. It's over 20 degrees in the room, so the temperature is very suitable.

Cheng Xiaolin heard movement behind her, saw her husband coming up, and asked him if he was done?

"I'm done. The rest is Uncle Long's work. I won't be needed for a while." Cao Shujie said this.

Cheng Xiaolin did not listen to her husband.

Her husband has good intentions, but all kinds of unexpected things always happen to him.

At this point, Cheng Xiaolin was also speechless.

Cao Yirui was lying on his mother's shoulder, trying to straighten his neck, his eyes looking everywhere. When he saw Cao Shujie, he kept staring.

At this time, his neck cannot be straightened for too long. Soon he will be held in Cheng Xiaolin's arms and walked back and forth. This posture is very tiring.

Cao Shujie went to wash his hands, changed his clothes, and then took his son from his wife's arms: "I'll watch him for a while, you go and rest first."

"Oh, today is so good." Cheng Xiaolin was a little surprised.

Cao Shujie didn't like hearing this. He stared and said when did he perform poorly?

"You're such a busy person, how many days a month can you be at home?" Cheng Xiaolin didn't even bother to ask him.

When it comes to this point, Cao Shujie has no confidence.

He said: "When I finish working these days, I will stay with you three at home every day."

But Cheng Xiaolin still didn't believe it: "Forget it, Shujie, just go about your business and you don't have to worry about family matters."

Cao Shujie wanted to tell his wife that if I didn't care anymore, even Mengmeng would have objections to me, but he didn't say it out in the end.

Instead, he told his wife about another thing.

"Uncle Xiang called me two days ago and asked to come to our place to attend the dividend meeting next month. Do you think it's strange?" Cao Shujie asked his wife.

But Cheng Xiaolin thought this was normal: "What's so strange about this? You should think about it. A village has made more than 100 million by raising cattle. What is the concept of this?"

Cheng Xiaolin specially reminded her husband.

Cao Shujie was stunned at what his wife said.

He was used to it and didn't feel anything special.

Cheng Xiaolin continued: "Have you ever thought about it? Before Caojiazhuang collectively planted kiwis and raised cattle, how much money could we villagers earn in a year?"

"I remember the national statistics, the per capita income in rural areas is more than 9,000 yuan." Cao Shujie opened his mouth and was deeply impressed by this set of figures.

But Cheng Xiaolin sneered: "You also said that is a statistical data, the real situation must be lower than this number."

"You only earn a few thousand yuan a year, but now you earn more than 100 million a year, and you get tens of millions in dividends. Every household gets at least tens of thousands of yuan in pure profit. Have you ever thought about what this concept is?" Cheng Xiaolin asked.

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Only then did Cao Shujie realize what an awesome thing he had done.
Chapter completed!