Sun Lanlan hugged her arm emotionally, "Xiaxia, why are you so good to me?"
"I only have you as a good sister, who else should I be good to if not you?"
Lin Chuxia gave her many more dishes, "Eat up, don’t starve the baby in your belly."
As Sun Lanlan ate, she glanced at her flat stomach and asked softly, "Are you and Mr. Qin not planning to have children yet? I was thinking if both our children are boys, they can be brothers, if both are girls, they can be sisters, and if one’s a boy and one’s a girl, we could even arrange a future match."
"Arranged marriages are an old feudal custom, we shouldn’t practice that anymore."
However, Lin Chuxia was also somewhat looking forward to it; it seemed that she and Qin Yang should consider having a child too.
After dinner, Lin Chuxia called Sun Bingwen and Sun Bingshan aside again.
She could tell they were a bit uncomfortable at the gathering today.
Some things might be better said to them in private.
"Big brother, second brother, did you both eat well just now?"
During the meal, she saw others toasting to the two of them, and they did not decline, drinking quite earnestly.
"Yep, we ate well, everyone was good."
Lin Chuxia smiled, "Big brother, second brother, we are all colleagues here, you don’t have to be so formal. Also, as I mentioned earlier, the scale of the chicken farm will expand next year. You two will be in charge of personnel by then. When the chicken farm was just built, we had nothing, and I was also running workshop production. Now that Xiyang Food Factory is on the right track, and the chicken farm is a supply industry for Xiyang Food Factory, we need to formalize step by step. Big brother and second brother, as the leaders of the chicken farm, it’s time you had a title too, that would make things easier for you no matter what."
Lin Chuxia said this, and Sun Bingwen and Sun Bingshan exchanged glances.
They were clear about Lin Chuxia’s intentions; in a room full of factory directors and store managers, directors, and managers, only they had no title.
But Sun Bingwen still scratched the back of his head sheepishly, "What do we need a title for? Does raising chickens need a title?"
"Of course, you and second brother are the ones in charge of the chicken farm. As more people get hired, having a title makes it easier to manage them."
"Then we’ll do as you say," Sun Bingwen smiled naively.
Lin Chuxia then called Sun Bingnan over, and as he came over, so did Sun Lanlan. When Sun Lanlan came, Su Wensong also came.
Looking at the whole family in front of her, Lin Chuxia couldn’t help laughing, but there were still matters at hand that needed to be discussed.
"Here’s the thing, starting next year, the two chicken farms will be managed separately. Big brother and second brother, you’ll both be farm managers. Also, I plan to plant fruit trees on the hilltops of the chicken farm. Third brother, you’ll be in charge of this. After the new year, hand over what you’re doing to someone capable and get ready for this. Do you have any issue with that?"
"No problem!"
Sun Bingnan agreed without hesitation.
Sun Lanlan asked curiously, "What kind of fruit trees are you planning to plant?"
"Yellow peaches."
Lin Chuxia had been reading about planting recently, including fruit tree cultivation.
Yellow peach trees are very suitable for their region; if managed well, they can bear fruit in 2 to 3 years.
The others exchanged glances without prior agreement.
Sun Bingwen and Sun Bingshan had always lived in the village, and Daqing Mountain Village had several mountains; fruit tree planting had been done since the production team’s time.
There were pear, peach, apricot, and plum trees, but no yellow peach trees.
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