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

After Xu Haixia finished watching, she asked Han Meifeng, "Do you want to see the photos?"

"it is good!"

Xu Haixia took out a family portrait from her bag.

Needless to say, Han Meifeng had seen him.

But this is the first time she has seen three obese children.

White and fat, Han Meifeng looked at her, and her saliva almost flowed out.

"This is the boss, this is..."

Introduce the three children to Han Meifeng one by one.Han Meifeng smiled like a fool while holding the photo.

When Xu Haixia put away the photos, she reluctantly looked at them again and again.

Xu Haixia didn't want her to be like this all the time, so she asked about her hometown.

Han Meifeng sighed: "That's it. There is no big change. Unlike Haixia, you can open a clothing store to make money."

Han Meifeng said so.Xu Haixia was very curious. "There are ginseng and antlers over there. Aren't these very valuable?"

Han Meifeng shook his head and said: "There is no such thing. Almost every household in our country has ginseng, but it is difficult to find buyers. Either it is too expensive, or we feel that we are liars. Besides, we are retail investors. If someone relies on If you sell ginseng to make money, then there will be none.”

Xu Haixia listened to Han Meifeng's words, but was very interested. "Do you have ginseng in every house?" How do you sell it?Do you have old ginseng? "

Han Meifeng: "You mean the king of ginseng?"

"King Shen?"

"It's the oldest in every house!"

"No need. Since it is the king of ginseng, it must be very precious. I don't need such a precious thing, as long as it is decades or 100 years old. Is there any?"

"Yes, there must be, but I have to go back and find out how to sell it!"

"Then ask me and bring me some, big or small!" But I just want the wild ones. "

Xu Haixia didn't know if anyone was planting ginseng at this time.

If it is to cultivate ginseng, she is not interested.

"Okay! I'm going back to discuss with my father. I will definitely find the most suitable ginseng for Haixia. You just said deer antler. Do you need it?"

"It's even better if there is. It doesn't matter if you don't!"

Xu Haixia is not particularly interested in deer antler.

"All right!"

The train goes all the way to City B.Along the way, Han Meifeng, Xu Haixia and the big girl became good friends who talked about everything.

When Xu Haixia and Yongmei got off the train, Han Meifeng seemed very reluctant.

Let Xu Haixia and Yongmei remember to meet again after the Chinese New Year.

After getting off the car, Xu Haixia held the suitcase with one hand and Yongmei with the other.

The two men came to the exit cautiously.

I immediately saw Wang Haiyang and Lin Lijun wearing cotton jackets and scarves.

"This way, Haiyang, this way!" Xu Haixia let go and waved.

As soon as her voice came out, the two men noticed immediately.

Lin Lijun looked at Wang Haiyang beside her and said excitedly, "We're here!"

After Lin Shichuan finished speaking, Wang Haiyang jumped out of his chest with a chubby head.This is a gem.

In the morning, Wang Haiyang and Lin Lijun came out to pick them up.He seemed telepathic and was crying to come.

There is no way.Wang Haiyang just hugged the man to his chest and put on a thick padded jacket.

It was cold, and the little guy didn't stick his head out.Now it's like hearing Xu Haixia's voice.The colleagues who poked their heads out began to look around.

Finally, among a group of people, I saw Xu Haixia.He used both hands and feet, trying to crawl out.

Wang Haiyang tied him tightly and struggled for a long time, but he couldn't get out.He had to yell, "Mom, mom... hugs, hugs... mom hugs..."

Talking and talking, I still haven't given up my struggle.Finally, Xu Haixia came to the front.The little guy pouted first, then showed a "fun and funny" look, and cried loudly.

Xu Haixia suddenly felt distressed.

She reached out and touched Jin Bao's head. "Jinbao doesn't cry, isn't her mother back?" I will hug and kiss you when I get home, okay? "

The little one was still crying, but in a much lower voice.

Xiaopang stretched out his hand, wanting Xu Haixia to hug him.After struggling for a long time, he wanted to cry again.