1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

"If Comrade Du and my father-in-law disagree, who should I listen to?" Wan Ping asked, his face full of confusion. He had to ask this question clearly. Otherwise, if they disagreed one day, he would be in a passive position.

"Listen to Dameng." Secretary Wan said without thinking. He knew what kind of person Du Yimeng was. Even for his sake, she would not ignore Wan Ping's life or death.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust his in-laws, but he will put himself in their shoes. If he had such a stupid son-in-law, he really wouldn’t be able to help but replace him with a smarter son-in-law.

"Well, I listen to Dad." Wan Ping said that he was a person who listened to advice. He would never admit that it was because he felt safe with Du Yimeng.

"In addition, you should pay more attention to your wife. A happy family requires the joint efforts and management of two people." Secretary Wan said earnestly.

"Don't worry, Dad. I have always been learning from Comrade Yu in this regard. He listens to Comrade Du in everything, and I listen to my wife in everything." Wan Ping assured righteously.

"Okay!" Secretary Wan said bitterly. Both the husband and wife were simple-minded people, and it didn't matter who they listened to.

"By the way, how did you arrange Mingke's confinement?" Secretary Wan almost forgot about the main business after being interrupted.

Bao Shiqing and his wife wanted to come, but he refused. Now that he had recognized his son, these matters belonged to him, so he didn't have the nerve to bother others all the time.

"The institute has arranged someone to take care of Mingke, and my mother-in-law will come too." Wan Ping said. His father-in-law had asked him the same question last time. He said he would take good care of Mingke, but his mother-in-law insisted on coming, and he couldn't stop her!

Secretary Wan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He had taken a month's leave, and he could cook, but he had never served anyone during confinement after childbirth!

Before he came here, he would hide at home every day and use pillows to practice how to hold a baby, but he didn't know how to hold a baby without practice!

He wanted to say something else, but at this moment, he heard Xiao Liu's voice outside. It turned out that Xiao Liu had returned from the cafeteria to get food.

Secretary Wan wanted to say that the food in the cafeteria was not very oily. He was just about to turn around and go back to the house to get his luggage because he brought a lot of good things.

At the same time, he felt a little annoyed, wondering how he could have forgotten about it. However, Wan Ping's subsequent impressive move made him extremely glad that he hadn't taken it out right away.

Because the faster you take it, the faster you will be slapped in the face.

After Wan Ping opened all the lunch boxes, the air was filled with a strong fragrance for a while.

Six or seven white flour buns, two vegetarian and one meat dishes, the dishes look very appetizing.

Do you think this is over?

No, he didn't...

Wan Ping then took out several cans of meat and fruit and laid them out in front of Cai Mingke. After she left a can of beef, Wan Ping collected the rest.

When Wan Ping came back, he had a cup of steaming milk in his hand.

Secretary Wan was completely numb. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about the living standards at all.

"Dad, eat!" Seeing that Secretary Wan was just looking at him but not moving his chopsticks, Cai Mingke said with some lack of confidence, "Is father-in-law not satisfied with the food?"

"Dad, why are you just watching and not eating?" Wan Ping said to Secretary Wan. His cooking skills were indeed poor, but he was rich!

He only needs to spend some money every month, and the chef in the cafeteria will cook for him personally. As long as the money is in place, he doesn't even have to worry about the ingredients.

"The food in your cafeteria is quite good, and the chef's skills are also good." Secretary Wan gave a fair evaluation.

"Dad, you're wrong. The food in the cafeteria is not that good." Wan Ping replied.

"Then what is this?" Secretary Wan was puzzled. The food was so delicious but it was still not that good. His request was too high!

"Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem, so I paid the chef to prepare a special meal for me." Wan Ping said proudly.

Mingke's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't bear to see his pregnant wife wandering around in the kitchen.

This matter made him very worried because he was not a good cook!

He couldn't help but complain to Du Yimeng, and then she told him that anything that could be solved with money was not a problem.

It suddenly dawned on him that although he was not a good cook, he was rich!

"Well, this is a good idea!" Secretary Wan nodded with satisfaction. This son is not too stupid. He even knows to spend money to find someone to do things. And the thing that their Wan family has the most is money.

As for the impact, there is absolutely no problem. The chef is not a fool. It is impossible for him to tell others that he is paid to do things for others and that special circumstances require special treatment.

The most important thing is that there is Commander Cai who loves his daughter very much, so he doesn’t have to worry about any impact at all.

"I also think this is a good idea. Comrade Du also asked me to report it to Director Song. Fortunately, I informed Director Song, otherwise the chef would not agree. Dad, do you think the chef is stupid? He has the money but doesn't want to make it?" Wan Ping said naggingly.

At the end he asked Secretary Wan in confusion. Cai Mingke, who was sitting next to him, also looked at Secretary Wan with a pair of confused eyes.

Seeing this, Secretary Wan sighed deeply, and suddenly, the food in his mouth felt less delicious.

He thought his son had finally come to his senses, and that an expert was giving his son guidance and even helping him consider the subsequent impact issues.

It has to be said that it is a blessing for the Wan family that his son has a friend like Dameng.

Secretary Wan then broke down the truth and explained it to the young couple bit by bit.

People say that children cannot be educated at the dinner table, but that is because they have not been in his position. He wishes he could pull his son's ears every moment and teach him the ways of life.

"Talk less and do more. No matter what happens, think it over three times in your mind before you speak. If you really don't know how to answer, just pretend to be mute." Secretary Wan did not forget to give the instructions at the end.

"Dad, don't worry. I don't like to talk anymore. Last time I said one more word, Director Song asked me to write an extra thousand-word self-criticism. My hands were sore by the end of it." Wan Ping swallowed the food in his mouth and complained about his grievances.

Not only did he have to work overtime that day, he also had to rush back to give his child prenatal education. After his wife fell asleep, he also had to write a self-criticism.

Although writing self-criticisms is his specialty, he doesn't have enough time!

After hearing the whole story, Secretary Wan silently put down his chopsticks. This time, it wasn't that the food in his mouth didn't taste good anymore, but that he simply couldn't eat it anymore.

He couldn't remember how many people he had wronged over the years, but he knew that all the retribution was on his son.