Reborn 1980 Little Rich Wife

Chapter 70 Be Careful of Chrysanthemums
Hearing this, Bai Hua was startled, he looked around like a thief, with a forced smile on his face, he tried his best to deny it, and the hand stroking his chest became even harder.

"Qianqian, you believe me, Chen Qing and I are not what you think, she and I are innocent."

"Young man, what's the matter with you? If you're constipated, there's a toilet in the school. Can you put your ass back like this?"

The principal was about to go down to the ground with a hoe, when he saw Bai Hua holding his chest with his hands, her buttocks sticking out high, this young man is constipated at such a young age, he must have hemorrhoids!
Seeing that Bai Hua's face turned livid, Mi Qian laughed until she burst into tears. She said goodbye to the principal, ignoring Bai Hua's 'resentful' eyes.

I don't know if the principal did it on purpose. After he went to the ground, everyone in Daohua Village soon knew that the young Bai Hua had constipation and hemorrhoids at a young age.

After returning home, Mi Qian told Qin Xiaofen exactly what the principal had said. After hearing what she meant, it seemed that the school teachers hadn't come so soon!

"Doesn't this teacher even want to come here? In fact, this is not bad. There are mountains, waters and land, which is much better than the city."

Qin Xiaofen muttered in dissatisfaction, she felt that many teachers in the city just didn't like this place.

Some people in the city do not live as well as country people, but no matter how hard life is in the city, as long as he says he is from the city, others will look at him with envy.

Therefore, no matter how poor the city is, it is better than the countryside in the hearts of others.

Early in the morning, there was fog by the river, the grass was stained with a lot of dew, the river was freezing, and the dew on the field was frozen.

Wang Youcai rode the bicycle with a whimper, his neck was shrinking into a turtle, and his hands were exposed, which were already red from the cold.

"Sister, sister, here I come."

After getting off the bicycle, he took a deep breath into his hands, stomped his feet, rubbed his ears, and always felt that his body was unconscious.

"Here it comes, the melon seeds are ready, you can just carry them away."

Mi Qian put down the wool gloves in her hand, took Wang Youcai to the kitchen, watched him carry out a hundred catties of melon seeds, and gave him some test products fried yesterday.

"Try these, salty melon seeds, green tea melon seeds, and sugar melon seeds, do they taste different?"

Each bowl was filled with melon seeds of a different flavor. Wang Youcai couldn't help but gave Mi Qian a thumbs up when he smelled the fragrance.

"Sister, this is what you do in business, and you actually got so many delicious melon seeds, this is really good!"

Wang Youcai tasted everything excitedly. It was the first time he had seen such a thoughtful girl in so many years.

These five-spice melon seeds taste delicious, but the melon seeds of these flavors are also delicious!
"How about it? It tastes good! If your five-spice melon seeds sell well, you can add a few other flavored melon seeds in the future, and they will definitely sell well."

Mi Qian saw that Wang Youcai knew the goods, smiled and put these melon seeds into the bag. Didn't he want to transport these melon seeds to the city?
It just so happens that you can bring these melon seeds, maybe someone will be willing to ask for it!After all, eating real samples will make people more confident.

"Boss Wang, take these melon seeds and let your partners taste them and see if they are interested in ordering more."

Wang Youcai put the melon seeds on the back seat of the bicycle and nodded happily. These melon seeds must be brought to them to taste, otherwise they will always feel that they are very arrogant and look down on the country people.

"Succeed, I took the melon seeds away. Here is the remaining ten yuan. You take it. You don't need to fry the melon seeds tomorrow. You wait for my good news."

With the power, Wang Youcai pedaled like a bicycle with four wheels, his hands were not cold and his face was not cold, and his heart was as hot as if he had a stove.

For the sake of socialist construction, he just wants to face the cold wind. What is the cold wind, he has red books to protect his books.

"Oh my god, it's too cold!"

Wang Youcai, who was agitated for a while, soon passed away, and quickly retracted his neck.

　Everyone: My God, look, this is the person, the young chrysanthemum can't do it.

　　Birch (Waterfall crying); No, I don't, I'm not.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)