In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

Then, Director Song seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around quickly, and raised his voice to shout to Aunt Song who was still busy at the side:

"Old woman, quickly make me the good tea that my son-in-law brought me!"

There was a hint of urgency in his words, as if he was afraid that if he was a little slow he would not be able to entertain these distinguished guests well.

The little grandson in his arms was also attracted by the lively scene. He stopped crying and looked at the strange uncles with wide eyes curiously.

The little hands were still waving in the air, as if welcoming the guests, adding a touch of childishness to this warm gathering.

When Aunt Song heard Director Song's instructions, she walked quickly to Director Song without saying a word with a kind smile on her face.

She first reached out her hand and gently pinched her grandson's cheek, making the little guy giggle. Then she happily took the child from Director Song's arms and whispered gently in the child's ear:

"Dear baby, go to the kitchen and play with grandma."

After saying that, he turned around and walked briskly back to the kitchen to boil water and make tea.

Director Song turned around and faced Wang Jianguo and the other two, with a warm smile on his face. He opened his arms, made a "please" gesture, and invited the three to take a seat.

Although the wooden chairs were of ordinary style, they were wiped clean and had a warm luster under the dim light.

The three of them sat down one by one. As soon as they were seated, Wang Jianguo bowed slightly and spoke first.

His eyes were sincere and earnest. He looked directly into Director Song's eyes and said affectionately:

"Director Song, today is the first day of the Chinese New Year. On this festive day, the three of us brothers have come to wish you and your mother a happy new year. We wish you good health and all the best in the new year!"

Having said that, Wang Jianguo paused slightly, as if he was recalling every detail of the past year, and the expression on his face became more and more emotional.

"You also know that our supply and marketing cooperative has been able to achieve such a prosperous scene in the past year, which is inseparable from your silent efforts behind the scenes."

"From the initial preparation stage, it was difficult to find a venue. Every problem was like a mountain standing in front of us, but you never backed down."

"You took us everywhere and coordinated with relevant departments on venue issues. You stayed with us through all those days and nights."

Wang Jianguo's voice trembled slightly and tears flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that he was deeply touched by the difficult past.

"What moved us even more was that you even gave up such a good promotion opportunity in order to devote yourself to helping us run the supply and marketing cooperative well."

"Your heart is filled with the development of our supply and marketing cooperative and the growth of us younger generations. We will always remember this kindness in our hearts."

Wang Jianguo became more and more excited as he spoke. He clenched his fists tightly, as if this was the only way to express the surging emotions in his heart.

"So, today we have to come and wish you a happy new year. This is not just a formality, but also our heartfelt gratitude. Without you, there would be no supply and marketing cooperative today!"

Zhao Shuzhuo and Cheng Hai also nodded frequently, their eyes also full of respect and gratitude for Director Song. Their lips moved slightly, as if they wanted to say something to echo Wang Jianguo's words.

But he felt that no words could fully express the complex emotions in his heart at the moment. He just looked at Director Song quietly, waiting for his response.

The air in the house seemed to become solemn because of this sincere emotion. Only the sound of burning fire coming from the kitchen occasionally broke the silence and added a bit of homely flavor to this warm New Year's greeting scene.

Director Song sat on the old wooden sofa with a smile as warm as the spring sun on his face and his eyes full of satisfaction.

He leaned forward slightly, folded his hands on his knees, and looked at Wang Jianguo and the other two intently, as if he saw in them the reflections of his hard work over the past year.

"Building a nation,"

Director Song was the first to break the brief silence in the room, his voice gentle and filled with the kindness unique to an elder.

"You guys are so polite that you came all the way here during Chinese New Year!"

He shook his head gently, and a few strands of silver hair on his forehead swayed, as if he was expressing his emotion at the young people's enthusiasm and gratitude.

"Think about it, I am putting some thought into the affairs of this supply and marketing cooperative. That is my duty and responsibility."

Director Song raised his head slightly, his eyes looking through the window, as if looking at a farther place, and his thoughts drifted back to the days when he was busy working for the supply and marketing cooperative.

"From the moment I first had the idea of ​​setting up a supply and marketing cooperative, I knew it wouldn't be easy. But why did I still throw myself into it?"

"Because I saw the needs of the people in our area and their yearning for a better life."

"I thought, if I could run a supply and marketing cooperative to provide convenience to the villagers and make everyone's life more comfortable, then I would feel at ease."

He paused, then turned his gaze back to the three people, his expression becoming more determined.

"During this process, I helped you solve a lot of problems, such as finding funds, coordinating venues, and establishing connections, but what about you?"

Director Song pointed his finger at Wang Jianguo, Zhao Shuzhuo and Cheng Hai in turn.

"None of you are idle! You get up early and stay up late every day, running around, worrying about what goods to buy, how to set prices, and how to serve customers. Your efforts are seen and remembered by everyone."

"Besides, my so-called 'promotion opportunity' may seem to have been given up on the surface, but what about the reality? If it weren't for the booming development of the supply and marketing cooperative this year, what would have happened?"

"Do I have the opportunity to bring tangible benefits to my fellow villagers and give a satisfactory answer to my superiors?"

Director Song narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his lips.

"So, this is a mutually beneficial thing for us. I paved the way for you to establish the supply and marketing cooperative. In turn, if the supply and marketing cooperative is run well, I will have the opportunity to be recognized and have the possibility of promotion."

"We can't live without each other, so let's not distinguish between you and me. It's New Year's Day, and you're still coming here to say thank you. That's too polite!"

Director Song's words came from the bottom of his heart, and they were spoken with such sincerity that the air in the room seemed to become warmer because of his sincerity.

Wang Jianguo and the other two looked at each other, their eyes full of emotion and admiration. They knew very well that what Director Song said was true. This friendship has become more mellow with the tempering of time, like a jar of aged wine that makes people intoxicated.