Eighty-year-old Little Wife Earns 100 Million with Space

Chapter 1192 I'm used to it!

"I'm used to it!" Xu Jiahe said.

A few years ago, the two sons were ignorant and had to compete with their daughter in everything.

As a father, he's biased against his daughter, so naturally he should step up and take control.

Now that the children are sensible, the two sons also know how to treat their sister.

On the contrary, he hasn't changed at all over the years.

Xu Haijiang said with a smile: "Dad did nothing wrong. My second brother and I didn't know anything before. We always fought with my sister for this and that. Thinking about it now, I feel very guilty!"

"Forget about the past. By the way, did the builder call to mention his job?"

Liu Aimin went to S city.She is said to have gone after her dream.

When the Xu family left two years later, they received a total of one phone call.

At that time, I heard that he had settled down in the toy factory.

I just miss kids.

Liu Aimin and Jiang Fangping went without their children.The children stayed at Jiang Fangping's home.

"The builder said they were very successful in City S! By the way, he also helped make the iron frog and iron bird sold by his sister."

Li Jianshe was initially interested in toys.

In addition, Chu Qianqian's second cousin invited him in.

This person has always been very satisfied with Liu Aimin.After he was hired, he found the most experienced master in the second toy factory.He taught him one way, one way, and another way.

It is entirely for the purpose of cultivating Liu Aimin as a successor.

After Xu Jiahe heard this, his eyebrows and eyes frowned, "That's good! I don't have any other wishes, I just hope that you children are all well."

"Dad, don't worry, we will not disappoint your expectations!"

Xu Jiahe's brigade has something to do, so they won't stay in the soap factory.

Xu Haijiang is also very busy here, so he won't be sent away.

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It is cold winter now, and the trees on the side of the road have withered and turned yellow.

The weather is cold.Even farmers in the fields rarely wear straw sandals.

When the wind blows, yellow leaves fall all over the ground.

Xu Jiahe walked all the way to the brigade headquarters.He was about to go in to catch his breath when Zheng Hongbo, accountant of the brigade, came up.

"Captain Zhao, a little boy is looking for your daughter."

"Child? Cai Xiaomao?"

Speaking of Cai Xiaomao, Xu Jiahe was very impressed with him.

At that time, my daughter was in elementary school in the countryside, and the child picked her up every day.

Later, his daughter skipped a grade and went to junior high school in the county.He did not go home less.

"No! Cai Xiaomao is from our brigade, I know him!" said the accountant.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know. I look like a teenager! But it looks pathetic. I'm wearing cloth shoes where I can see my feet, and I'm wearing a coat!"

In the past two years, Xu Jiahe and his team secretly contracted the production to his family members, and lived a good life.

Now every household has several thousand catties of grain, and the rest is secretly sold to relatives in the city, or pushed to the grain management office to exchange for food stamps and money.

In addition, the right to raise pigs has also been decentralized, and families don't have to worry about eating pork during the Chinese New Year.

And cotton, which we grow ourselves.It is not too difficult to grow some cotton, play some quilts, and make some cotton clothes.

Chen Meizhen sent several cotton tires to Xu Haixia by herself.

Let her keep it as a padded jacket and quilt.

So accountant Zheng was surprised to see the child.

He was surprised, but Xu Jiahe was even more surprised.

It wasn't Cai Xiaomao, it was a child, or he was looking for his daughter.Who is that?

Xu Jiahe walked into the brigade reception in surprise.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw a thin child curled up in the corner like a firewood.His clothes were patched and patched, and the shoes on his feet also had holes one after another.

"I heard that you are looking for my daughter?" Are you..."

Following Xu Jiahe's voice, Wei Yue also raised his head.

Looking at each other, Xu Jiahe was in pain.

But he also thought of one person——Lu Weiyue.

He had never met me before, but he heard his daughter mention the experiences of the Lu family's grandparents.

"You are a fairy, right?" I am Haixia's father! "

In the countryside in the 80s, I still used the word "mom and dad" habitually.

Even Xu Jiahe makes mistakes sometimes.

Wei Yue looked at Xu Jiahe with a steady smile and uncontrollable tears.

"Don't cry, child. I am Haixia's father. You can tell me anything. Are you hungry or cold?"

Wei Yue nodded and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)