The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 368 Life is Full of Joy
Contract manufacturing is proceeding at a rapid pace.

Qian Jin couldn't keep up with things on his end, so he started going on frequent business trips.

First, at the end of March, the province took the lead in holding the 1980 Provincial Drought Relief Work Commendation Conference, and Qian Jin, who received personal and collective honors, was required to attend the conference.

Then, in early April, as spring was approaching, a higher-level commendation conference for the 1980 disaster relief work was held.

Qian Jin and Han Zhaoxin went to receive the award together this time.

Qian Jin won two individual awards.

Furthermore, Haibin City received an Outstanding Collective Award, which was naturally accepted by Han Zhaoxin, the commander-in-chief of the command headquarters at the time.

In April, the capital city is full of spring.

Qian entered the venue to attend the meeting.

Several high-profile newspapers sent photographers to take pictures and videos, and reporters also tried to interview them before the meeting.

The interview took place in the plaza outside.

Representatives of advanced collectives and outstanding individuals from all over the country, dressed in formal attire and wearing red flowers on their chests, participated in different activities under the guidance of staff.

Most people were guided into the security check area and then went directly into the venue, while a small number were interviewed.

Qian Jin was one of the interviewees.

This is an honor.

The interviews were conducted in an orderly manner, with different interview teams working in different areas.

Qianjin has a good location; it's in the southeast corner, sunny and sheltered from the wind.

He was guided to a standing position by the staff and looked around curiously. There weren't many people being interviewed; it was estimated that each province was only allocated one spot on average, and he became the typical example.

All I can say is, thank you for your guidance, leader!

He was dressed differently today than usual, wearing a crisply ironed dark blue polyester Zhongshan suit, which Han Zhaoxin had given him. The suit was washed until it was almost white—this was important.

Such clothes give the impression that he is dignified, generous, frugal, and clean—the standard attire of an outstanding cadre.

"Comrade Qian Jin! Comrade Qian Jin!"

As he curiously looked around, a voice sounded beside him.

A refined-looking young man was running over with a microphone bearing the station's logo, followed by a master carrying a heavy camera and an assistant holding a reflector.

"You are..." Qian Jin felt that the other person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember the name for a moment.

The two sides must have met.

But he honestly didn't remember ever seeing a host from such a prestigious TV station.

“Principal Qian, it’s me, Lu Kai, Lu Kai from Wutaishan Road!” The young man excitedly stepped forward, his eyes shining as he looked at him. “In 77, I was among the first group of people to go to the Taishan Road Study Room. Back then, I even asked someone to find you to pull some strings.”

Qian Jin suddenly realized: "I remember now, during the Spring Festival of '78, you went to wish me and Teacher Wei a Happy New Year."

The Taishan Road Study Room was set up in room 204 next to him early on, and it was very popular with young people, and was packed with people at the time.

People from the same street and nearby streets came after hearing the commotion, but the study room was already full, and Qian Jin couldn't accommodate any more people.

At the time, many people privately sought his help, including Lu Kai's uncle—the director of the Wutaishan Road Neighborhood Committee.

Fortunately, Qian Jin later opened a huge study room converted from a warehouse and took in Lu Kai and other students.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

The four joys of life.

Qian Jin was very happy.

Lu Kai was even happier to find that Qian Jin had recognized him. He hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, in 78, I went to pay New Year's visits with Cheng Feng and Ji Xuexi from our neighborhood."

Qian Jin extended his hand somewhat embarrassedly: "Sorry, I really didn't know you got into the capital city. Hey, you probably haven't graduated yet, right? You're already doing an internship? Or did you get an internship at the national television station?"

The group of university students from 77 enrolled in the spring of 78, and they should have graduated in 82 after completing their four years of study.

Similarly, the class of '78 college students also graduated in '82.

This became a unique phenomenon in the history of the People's Republic of China's college entrance examination: the 82 cohort of university students consisted of two classes, namely the classes of 77 and 78.

Lu Kai explained, "Oh, I didn't study for a bachelor's degree, I studied for a junior college, and I just graduated."

"I studied at the Capital Broadcasting College. Because of my hard work and good performance in the department, I became the president of the department's student union. When I graduated, I received an outstanding graduate award and got an internship at this TV station."

These days, college graduates are just as valuable.

Even vocational school students are talented individuals, capable of becoming leaders, let alone junior college students.

So even though Qian Jin misunderstood him, Lu Kai wasn't embarrassed.

Another point is that the class of '77 was a special case. The future prospects of these junior college graduates were very bright because there was a severe shortage of talent after the reform and opening up, especially in some important units and important jobs where there was a greater lack of these truly capable college graduates.

As a result, the 77 cohort of college students graduated a year earlier than undergraduate students. This year was very important, as they were given priority in being assigned to some important organizations.

The leader hadn't arrived yet, so their group's interview work hadn't officially begun.

Qian Jin chatted with Lu Kai for a few minutes: "Hey kid, you've grown taller again? Hmm, not bad, and you look much more energetic! You look completely different now, I didn't even recognize you just now!"

"But now I remember, you are the pride of our Haibin City."

“No, you are.” Lu Kai grasped his hand excitedly. “Every time I come back to Haibin City during winter and summer vacations, I hear some rumors about you.”

"Let me tell you a secret: you're quite famous in our unit. Many leaders know that there's a young cadre named Qian Jin from Haibin City who can fight against foreign devils and unscrupulous merchants to protect the country's foreign exchange and people's property, and he can also help the people fight drought and organize educated youth to serve the people."

This is not unexpected.

Lu Kai continued, "My master always told me to learn from you, and I still remember your encouragement to me on the night of November 20th. You advised me to study hard because knowledge can change one's destiny."

"You encouraged me, saying that I would definitely get into university, and that I shouldn't forget my hometown after I get into university!"

Qian Jin doesn't remember saying that.

The main problem is that he has said similar things too many times.

At the time, Wei Qinghuan was working overtime in the study room, so he would often go there in the evenings. If he saw students studying diligently by candlelight, he would offer them a few words of encouragement.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a leader came over and nodded in their direction.

Lu Kai hurriedly introduced, "Principal Qian, this is my mentor, and also the leader of our interview team today, Li Deyong."

"Comrade Qian Jin, hello, I've heard so much about you!" Li Deyong took two quick steps and took the initiative to shake hands with Qian Jin. "Xiao Lu has been talking about you ever since he started working, saying that you are his benefactor."

“It’s a coincidence that our department received the opportunity to interview you model workers, so I arranged for Xiao Lu to interview you. This can be considered as fulfilling one of the young man’s wishes.”

Lu Kai said excitedly, "Yes, this is the opportunity I've been dreaming of. My mentor is so great that he made this opportunity possible for me, allowing me to interview my most respected fellow townsman on such a wonderful stage."

"Hello, Teacher Li! Xiao Lu, you flatter me, I don't deserve it!" Qian Jin quickly said modestly. "Back then, I just provided a place and created some conditions for everyone. It was mainly due to Lu Kai and the others' own efforts!"

"Principal Qian, you are too modest." Lu Kai quickly adjusted his mood, no longer so excited, but his voice sounded more sincere.

"Without the quiet environment of the study room on Taishan Road, without the review materials you brought, and without the conveniences you provided such as hot sugar water and built a new toilet, I would never have been able to concentrate on my studies, let alone get into university!"

You changed my destiny!

"Good, good! Seeing you succeed makes me happier than anything else!" A warm feeling welled up in Qian Jin's heart.

No one dislikes hearing kind words.

In particular, Qian Jin knew that Lu Kai was not trying to flatter or fawn over him.

The Taishan Road Study Room has indeed helped many ambitious young people.

At this moment, he felt that the light that had illuminated his studies in that spacious and simple house on that cold night in 1977 seemed to have transcended time and space, shining with golden light in front of the Great Hall of the People.

Li Deyong checked the time and signaled to the videographer and assistant to begin preparations.

We're about to conduct an interview.

Lu Kai took a deep breath and completely calmed himself down.

He regained his journalistic professionalism, but his tone remained friendly:

"Hello, Comrade Qian Jin, I am reporter Lu Kai."

"First of all, congratulations on receiving the Advanced Individual and Special Contribution Award for Disaster Relief Work. Please introduce yourself so that we can get to know each other with our colleagues watching on TV."

The questions were given in advance, and the answers had already passed the TV station's review, so Qian Jin only needed to memorize them.

The cameraman turned on the camera, and the lighting assistant adjusted the reflector.

Qian Jin gave a brief self-introduction.

Lu Kai handed the microphone to Qian Jin, his eyes focused, and continued to ask, "Comrade Qian Jin, as far as we know, Haibin City suffered severely in last year's major drought, but the disaster relief work was very effective."

Could you share a moment or story that you found most memorable during the drought relief efforts? And what do you think was the driving force that supported you and your team in overcoming numerous difficulties?

Qian Jin faced the camera with a calm demeanor and a firm gaze.

This is all the result of the training that Han Zhaoxin gave him at the guesthouse yesterday.

Han Zhaoxin is quite experienced in this area.

Qian Jin began to speak eloquently:

"There are quite a few unforgettable moments..."

He briefly mentioned the opening of the water delivery road, the joy of the people when the underground water veins came to life, the commune members who rushed into the fields in the rain after the successful artificial rainmaking, and the roasted grasshoppers that the children treated him to when he went to inspect the drought relief work.

When the conversation moved to the second question, his answer became even more emotional, and his eyes even welled up with tears:
"As for what sustains us? It's very simple: responsibility—responsibility to the people!"

"A drought has come; the seedlings in the fields will wither and die, and people and livestock will run out of water. This is a matter of utmost importance! The organization trusts us and has entrusted us with this responsibility, so we must shoulder it. Even if there are no conditions, we must create them..."

Qian Jin's reply was full of emotion, but it was still mostly clichés.

Lu Kai was deeply moved, his eyes sparkling with emotion.

He then asked, "Comrade Qian Jin, you just mentioned 'we must create conditions even if there are none.' Could you elaborate on how you and your team overcame difficulties and created conditions during the drought relief efforts?"

“There are many examples like this.” Qian Jin’s thoughts were clear as he recalled the clauses in the manuscript and slowly recounted them.

He certainly has a lot to say on this topic, and this time it's not just empty talk or platitudes.

He started by talking about the initial search for water in the mountains, then about mobilizing all motor vehicles to build water delivery routes, and about mobilizing labor shock brigades throughout the city to form drought relief shock brigades to go to the countryside to carry out work. He also talked about mobilizing citizens to make water-saving efforts to support farmers in fighting drought, and so on.

There were also innovative initiatives such as assigning cadres to specific teams, importing drip irrigation equipment from abroad to protect seedlings, and leading farmers throughout the city to replant drought-resistant crops...

Qian Jin's answer was clear, concise, and focused, offering both a macro-level summary and vivid details, perfectly meeting the interview requirements and conveying a powerful positive message.

Standing behind the camera, Li Deyong listened to Qian Jin's story, nodding frequently with an approving and satisfied smile on his face.

He quietly gave his assistant a thumbs-up, clearly very satisfied with the interviewee Lu Kai had found and the interview results.

Many people get nervous in front of the camera and stutter when they speak, which greatly affects the interview effect.

Qian Jin, on the other hand, was completely at ease and spoke with great emotion; in his view, he was simply a natural interviewee.

"Thank you, Comrade Qian Jin. Your story was very moving and helped us deeply understand what true responsibility and commitment are!" Lu Kai concluded the interview and bowed sincerely to Qian Jin.

"Congratulations again, and best wishes for a prosperous and peaceful future for Haibin City!"

The two shook hands and said goodbye, and staff led him to prepare to enter the venue.

Qian Jin watched as Lu Kai followed the interview team toward the next target, feeling a sense of great satisfaction.

The young man who buried himself in his studies in the study room back then has now grown into a reporter for a national media outlet.

This in itself is the best testament to how knowledge can change one's destiny, and the greatest affirmation of his original intention in establishing the study room.

After the interview, the 1980 Disaster Relief Work Commendation Conference was solemnly opened.

Qian Jin was sitting in the front row, and then the host called out his name:
"As one of the leaders of the Haibin City Drought Relief Command, Comrade Qian Jin made outstanding contributions in drought relief and seedling protection, organizing production self-help, combating drought disasters, and ensuring people's livelihoods..."

"The team he leads is an outstanding representative of the selfless dedication and courageous commitment of the working class in the new era..."

The host's introduction was powerful and resonant.

After the conference, the delegates will also participate in group discussions and experience exchange sessions.

Qian Jin is a hot commodity; many people know him, and even discussion groups from neighboring provinces have come to him, asking him to take some time to come and exchange experiences.

There was no way to refuse such a thing, so Qian Jin readily agreed.

They had barely exchanged a few words in their discussion group when a conference staff member rushed over to him:
"Comrade Qian Jin, an urgent call from your Haibin Municipal Government has reached the conference organizing committee!"

Qian Jin's heart skipped a beat!
An urgent call from the city government?
Seriously? I just left the city and there's an accident at the construction site?

He immediately followed the staff to the conference affairs office and grabbed the receiver of the old-fashioned crank telephone.

"Hello? This is Qian Jin!"

"Director Qian, this is Secretary Lin." A steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

It was the first secretary who called.

"Your older brother asked me to make sure he calls you and tells you that your wife has been admitted to the hospital, the obstetrics and gynecology department of the First People's Hospital of the city, and she is about to give birth!"

Wei Qinghuan is about to give birth! Qian Jin felt a buzzing in his head!
The due date is indeed in the next few days, but it's not precise, and the awards ceremony has a two-day agenda.

He had planned to come a day early and then book his return ticket the following evening, which shouldn't cause any problems.

Unexpectedly, this child was quite opportune, rushing to come out so quickly!
Qian Jin thanked Secretary Lin for the call and then immediately prepared to return home.

Anyway, the most important work is already done.

Now that I've received the award, it's time to say goodbye.

He immediately found the person in charge of the conference, briefly explained the emergency at home, and requested to leave the conference early.

The person in charge was quite understanding. After confirming with him that he was willing to give up the afternoon and tomorrow's activities, they immediately arranged a vehicle to take him to the train station and helped him coordinate the earliest train back to Haibin City.

We travelled at lightning speed.

The clanging sound of the Type 21 train wheels hitting the rails seemed too slow to Qian Jin as he drove along.

He leaned against the cold window of the hard-seat carriage, looking out at the North China Plain rushing past, feeling somewhat anxious.

The main reason was that he didn't have much confidence in the level of obstetrics and gynecology at that time.

I'm very worried that something might happen to Wei Qinghuan.

The train took 13 hours to travel.

The journey was quite long.

We boarded the train in the afternoon, and it finally arrived in the coastal city in the middle of the night the next day.

Qian Jin was the first to rush off the platform, jump into a service station jeep that was already waiting outside the station, and head straight for the First People's Hospital of the city.

The car was arranged by Lin's chief secretary. It has to be said that the secretaries of high-ranking leaders are quite capable.

At the same time, Qian Jin was also thinking that it was time for his labor assault team to get a car.

Actually, it wasn't difficult for him to get a car. Song Jixiang, a bigwig in the Huaqing Gang, had been calling him since last year, offering to give him a Cadillac.

Qian Jin kept refusing.

His job is too unusual for him to accept gifts from overseas, especially luxury cars like Cadillacs.

Furthermore, whether it's a gift or a purchase, imported cars now face high tariffs, especially luxury cars like Cadillacs.

As he drifted off into his daydream, the car entered the People's Hospital.

The corridor outside the obstetrics and gynecology ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

It was the middle of the night, but there were still quite a few people inside and outside the room.

As soon as Qian Jin arrived, a group of people swarmed around him.

Qian Jin immediately spotted Qian Cheng and Ma Hongxia, Qian Lie and his wife, Chen Shoujiang, Wei Xiongtu, and others:

"Why are you all here? Why aren't you going home to sleep so late?"

"We've been waiting for you," the two brothers, Qian Cheng and Qian Lie, said almost in unison.

Chen Shoujiang pointed towards Taishan Road: "Your second sister is at home taking care of the children. We're all waiting for you here."

"Where's Qinghuan? Where's the child?" Qian Jin sensed something was wrong. "Why are you all waiting for me here? Has something happened?"

He was a little feverish on the way, his voice was hoarse, and his last question was unclear.

Ma Hongxia, speaking with a Northwestern accent, misheard and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's right, he's born! Mother and child are safe! It's a big, healthy boy!"

Qian Jin was almost scared out of his wits by her actions and the first half of her words. Only after listening to the rest did he realize that the two of them had gone off on a tangent.

"How is Qinghuan?" He was most concerned about his wife.

"Qinghuan was exhausted. The cervical dilation and childbirth took more than ten hours. The doctor even considered cutting off her abdomen..." Ma Hongxia said enthusiastically.

Qian Cheng waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, what do you mean by cutting off the stomach, that's called a cesarean section!"

Ma Hongxia said worriedly, "Whatever it's called, it's just a matter of scalpels and surgery..."

Qian Jin had no interest in listening and opened the door to go inside.

“Teacher Wei just fell asleep,” Zhao Xiaohong said softly. “It was a natural birth, but the baby is big, weighing eight pounds and eight ounces.”

"This really took a toll on her, but the doctor said she's fine and should rest."

Qian Jin finally felt half relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

He then remembered the child: "Where is the child? Let me see! Is he inside?"

Qian Cheng said, "Yes, he's inside. The nurse just brought him out and fed him some formula. Teacher Wei hasn't produced any milk yet, and your baby was crying loudly from hunger just now—let's go in and see your son!"

Qian Jin couldn't wait to follow Ma Hongxia into the ward.

This was a standard six-person ward, but Wei Qinghuan was assigned to it alone...

This can only be described as the power of authority.

Qian Jin felt sorry for Wei Qinghuan, but he wasn't someone who liked to act like a privileged class.

He said to Ma Hongxia, "Go out and tell the nurses to make arrangements for the mothers in labor. What's going on here?"

Ma Hongxia said hesitantly, "Your older brother asked, and the nurse said there were still empty beds, so this ward was arranged for us alone."

Upon hearing this, Qian Jin stopped insisting.

He doesn't have a moral fastidiousness; he's just moral.

For peace and quiet, Wei Qinghuan slept in the innermost bed by the window.

She was pale, her brows furrowed, and she was fast asleep, clearly exhausted.

There was a tiny swaddled baby on the small bed next to it.

To make a good first impression on the child, Qian Jin deliberately put on a particularly warm smile.

Then he tiptoed closer to the crib, and with the excitement and curiosity of becoming a father for the first time, he peeked inside—

Upon seeing this, the smile on his face instantly froze!
The little thing in the swaddling clothes had a chubby face, with red and wrinkled skin, looking like a little old man.

His head was pointed and somewhat triangular, and his eyes were tightly closed, with only two thin slits showing.

Ma Hongxia put a hat on him, so you couldn't see any hair.

But the hat was styled like an old man's woolen hat, and Qian Jin really wanted to ask if they had switched babies when he saw it.

This little nose is flat, and this little mouth is sunken.

Qian Jin frowned subconsciously, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "How can this be so ugly?"

He looked at his alluring wife on the hospital bed, then touched his own angular face, and couldn't understand how their child could look like this.

A long sigh!
Wei Qinghuan immediately turned over.

Afraid of waking her, Qian Jin quickly went out.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Xiaohong was the first to burst out laughing and quickly covered her mouth.

She knew why Qian Jin had that expression.

Qian Cheng had guessed it too, and couldn't help but chuckle, but quickly adjusted his expression and gently patted Qian Jin's arm: "What's wrong? Why do you look so dissatisfied? Still hoping for a twin or something, like a boy and a girl?"

Qian Jin waved his hand: "I don't have that thought. Besides, didn't we already see the babies on the ultrasound this morning?"

"I'm just wondering, were the babies switched at birth? Were you keeping a close eye on them?"

Don't call him a blabbermouth; with the rise of social media in the 21st century, he's learned quite a bit about the baby swapping incidents of the 1980s.

Qian Cheng sneered: "You kid, you're a big shot who can lead a team of thousands or even tens of thousands of people, how come you talk like a child?"

“The child is definitely right. He hasn’t left your wife’s sight since he was born. He was pushed out in your wife’s arms,” Qian Lie said.

"The hospital director and vice director were there, and a female leader even went in to accompany the mother during childbirth, so there was definitely no problem," Zhao Xiaohong explained.

Qian Jin said, "How could my son be so ugly?"

He couldn't help but gesture: "Did you guys see that? Why is his head like that? Why is his head so pointy?"

"The baby's skull is very soft due to the pressure from the birth canal," the nurse next to her explained.

She was on the night shift when she heard someone talking and wanted to come over and warn the family members to be quiet, but when she saw that it was a newly powerful figure from Haibin City, she didn't dare to speak.

Ma Hongxia laughed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? All newborn babies look like this, like red-skinned monkeys! My three babies were even uglier when they were born, all wrinkled like walnuts!"

The eldest brother, Qian Cheng, laughed heartily: "That's right, fourth brother, what's the rush? He'll grow up in a few days and be sure to be a handsome young man!"

"Look at this big, chubby boy, weighing eight pounds and eight ounces, so strong! His cry is so loud and clear, with such a powerful voice!"

The nurse muttered, "She cries quite a lot and has a big temper. She's so small and can't get milk, so she's already biting."

Qian Jin didn't hear her clearly and asked, "Nurse, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with him?"

The nurse quickly explained, "No problem, no problem, all newborns are like this. In a few days, the redness will subside, their skin will become whiter, their eyes will open wider, and they'll look good. This is called 'ugly in the womb,' they'll grow up to be more handsome!"

After listening to everyone's comforting words and explanations, Qian Jin finally understood.

He advised the others to go home and rest first, and come back to relieve him tomorrow, while he would stay here tonight to keep them company.

After seeing the group off, he returned to the ward to carefully examine the ugly little baby in the swaddling clothes.

He reached out and shook the tiny hands and feet, and in that instant, he had only one feeling.

Life is fucking amazing!
But that's all I have to say.

There was no blood ties, no natural affection, nothing at all.

He even felt that the child had nothing to do with him, and that he only felt special towards him because the child was born after Wei Qinghuan had carried him for ten months and suffered all kinds of torment.

Then Wei Qinghuan turned over again, waking up with a frown.

On the bed next to him, a man was fast asleep.

Looking at Qian Jin sleeping so soundly, Wei Qinghuan couldn't help but shake her head and then couldn't help but laugh.

She wanted to get up and pull the crib closer to check on the baby and try to breastfeed, but the torn wound hurt so much that she couldn't help but groan.

Qian Jin immediately got up and said, "Does it hurt? Sigh, I haven't been able to sleep because I was afraid you'd wake up in pain and there would be no one to tell you what to do."

Wei Qinghuan looked at him in disbelief.

You were snoring just now!

Qian Jin nodded seriously: "Can't sleep? I'm worried about you and the baby. Do you want to see the child? Here, I'll hold him for you."

He went to the crib and tried it out.

Hesitating between left and right, wavering between front and back.

How should I hold this child?
Wei Qinghuan sighed helplessly and asked, "Where are my sister-in-law and Sister-in-law Xiao Hong?"

Qian Jin said, "They've all gone home. They'll come back tomorrow morning. Um, the child is sleeping well, so I think we should let him sleep and not disturb him."

Wei Qinghuan was even more exasperated: "You clearly don't know how to hold a child, so why are you making excuses for yourself?"

"I have to breastfeed him right away, otherwise it will be bad for both of us. He needs to drink milk to get rid of jaundice, and I have to prevent my breasts from getting engorged!"

Qian Jin brought the bed to her.

It was like serving a grand dish.

Qian Jin knew he hadn't performed well, so he chuckled and said, "I've thought of a name for the child."

Wei Qinghuan asked him in surprise, "Isn't your name Qian Wei?"

Future prospects, eve, forefront, advance.

The eldest brother's child is promising, but when it's his turn, his child becomes avant-garde.

This was something Qian Jin had already discussed with Wei Qinghuan.

Qian Jin fell silent.

Wei Qinghuan was amused by his appearance: "Alright, alright, I know you're excited and nervous, I know you're flustered as a first-time father, you don't have to be so attentive."

Qian Jin said with a wry smile, "You've seen right through me."

Actually, he wasn't excited or nervous at all; he just wanted to show his love for his wife at that moment, but he failed to do so!
Wei Qinghuan picked up the child.

The chubby boy was still asleep with his eyes closed.

She clearly had a blood bond with the child, holding him with a face full of doting tenderness:
"You go and do your work. You don't need to worry about the children. There are plenty of people in our family, so you won't need to worry about them in the future."

"You should focus on urban development. When he grows up, the world he sees will be the new world his father has renovated. He will definitely be proud of you then."

Just one sentence.

Qian Jin suddenly felt that his current work had a different meaning!

Good job!
Let the children see the new world that their father built with his own hands!
(End of this chapter)