60s: Petite Wife

Dean Yang was stunned for a while, and subconsciously raised his fingers to calculate, remembering that he didn't know Shen Jiao's age, and hurriedly asked, "Then how old are you, Xiao Shen?"

"Twenty-two." Shen Jiao snorted.

Dean Yang's math is still good, and he can get the result by dividing three by five. He was shocked: "Xiao Shen, your husband is only twenty-seven years old?"

Shen Jiao became angry when she heard it, why is her man only twenty-seven years old?

Could it be that she Shen Jiao had to marry the old man?

"What's wrong with my husband being twenty-seven? Dean, do you want him to be seventy-two?" Shen Jiao's eyes widened and she looked at Dean Yang fiercely.

Dean Yang shivered violently, how dare he nod his head, even though he felt that Shen Jiao's man was not seventy-two, at least fifty-two.

"No, no, I'm just surprised that your husband is so young that he can reach the teacher level. It's amazing." Dean Yang smiled like an old fox.

Shen Jiao choked: "Isn't my husband young and capable? Which law stipulates that division-level cadres in the army can only be old men?"

"No, of course there is no such law, Xiao Shen's husband is really young and powerful!" Dean Yang gave a thumbs up.

Only then did Shen Jiao feel a little calmer, and looking at the old fox, Dean Yang, was also pleasing to the eye. No matter what she said, the old fox still helped her today, although most of the reason was because of her threats, but this Humanity still matters.

She thought about it and took out a bottle of Yangrong Pills from her pocket, and threw it to Dean Yang, smiling: "Thank you, Dean, today, this bottle of Yangrong Pills is for your body!"

Dean Yang didn't take it to heart at first, it was just Yangrong Pills, and he could prepare it himself. Unfortunately, there were no good medicinal materials. He was only opened by the cap of the bottle, and the aroma of the medicinal herbs captured his mind. He looked a lot more serious.

"Where did you Yangrong Pill come from, Xiao Shen?"

"I made it myself. I haven't told you yet, Dean. The former Jimin Church was my home. What I do best is not to see a doctor, but to dispense medicine." Shen Jiao said with a smile.

Dean Yang was taken aback, and then patted his forehead angrily, looking at his confused brain, how could Dong Fangzheng accept a nameless person as his apprentice? Even if Shen Jiao didn't consider Dong Fangzheng's disciples, but only in terms of the Shen family, she would still be ranked in the Xinglin world.

"Who is Shen Jiaxing from you?" Dean Yang asked.

"My grandfather." Shen Jiao replied.

Dean Yang shook his head with a smile, poured a pill from the bottle, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then licked it, Shen Jiao deliberately said, "Don't worry when you're old, it's all good medicine from last year. , much better than what you deserve."

"Where did you get so many good medicinal materials, this ginseng must be at least thirty years old, tsk tsk, good stuff!"

Dean Yang smiled and put the medicine bottle into his arms like a rare treasure. This is a precious treasure!

Shen Jiao secretly smiled in her heart. She has only been a treasure in thirty years. She still has 100-year-old ginseng in her treasure bowl, as well as Yangrong Pills passed down from her ancestors. Sick, hee hee!

"Of course my husband got the medicinal materials. He is a special forces soldier. He is like going to the old forest in the deep mountains where the old ginseng customers dare not enter. Not to mention 30 years, he has brought them back in 50 years." Shen Jiao His head was raised high, and his face was arrogant.

Dean Yang's eyes were very bright, and his small eyes, which were always squinted, stared at the boss. He leaned in front of Shen Jiao and asked with a smile, "Is there really fifty years of ginseng?"

"Of course, I am a member of the military and cannot lie." Shen Jiao snorted.

"Xiao Shen, you see me and your master have been in friendship for decades. In terms of seniority, you have to call me Uncle Sheng, right?" Dean Yang made a shy face.

Shen Jiao laughed secretly, she knew that the old man couldn't stand the temptation of fifty years of ginseng, she forced her face and choked: "When others bullied me, your uncle didn't see anyone!"

Dean Yang choked up in one breath, this dead girl is talking nonsense with her eyes open, her hospital is about to be turned upside down, and she still has the face to say that others bullied her?

"That's not your uncle, I'm getting old, and I don't respond as quickly as young people. In the future, Xiao Shen, you can just stay at my uncle's place with peace of mind, and see whoever has no eyes dares to bully you. ." Dean Yang said in a good voice, for the sake of 50 years of wild ginseng, he endured.

Shen Jiao giggled, and accepted it as soon as she saw it. She no longer had to take an inch, she hugged Dean Yang and acted coquettishly: "Master Yang, if someone gets angry with me in the future, I'll come to you!"

"That's natural, you can come to me and see how I teach those things that don't have long eyes." Dean Yang raised his chest and abdomen, unprecedentedly majestic.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang, I will definitely honor you when I have good things in the future."

Dean Yang rolled his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Shen, my uncle is prepping an important pill, and he is short of good ginseng. Do you think your fifty-year-old ginseng can be distributed to your uncle? Don't worry? , Uncle Shi doesn't want you for nothing, you get what you pay for, and we clearly mark the price."

Shen Jiao heard it funny, spread her hands and said, "Uncle, you are a step too late, as soon as the old ginseng comes back, I will let my master take it away, or you can ask my master for it~www.novelmt.com~ Yang The dean was just like a deflated ball, staring at Shen Jiao angrily, how can the treasure in Dong Fangzheng's bag be taken out again? This dead girl is not particular, she deliberately molested his old man!

Shen Jiao coughed and said intentionally, "I don't know if you need ginseng, uncle? When my master stole that ginseng, I tore off the beard on the top and kept it there!"

The decadent Dean Yang regained his energy, and nodded again and again: "If you want it, a 50-year-old beard is better than a 10- or 20-year-old beard. Jiaojiao, give me all the beards, and I'll count the money as well."

Liu Anhuaming, the headmaster of another village, was very excited, Xiao Shen stopped calling, and called Jiaojiao directly, Shen Jiao pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Uncle, your words are out of the question, I will call you uncle. Now, why do you still charge your money, I'll bring the beard to you tomorrow, and give it to you for nothing, no money."

Dean Yang was a little embarrassed, but he was still quite moved. He felt that he should really take care of this distant nephew in the future.

Shen Jiao watched Dean Yang's expression change with satisfaction. It was only a few ginseng whiskers. She was able to mix cold dishes with as many as she could, but now she was able to buy Dean Yang easily. This business was quite a good deal!

The next day, Shen Jiao brought over a dozen ginseng whiskers as promised, and Director Yang put the whiskers into his mouth and chewed gently. If he found a treasure, the folds on his face could catch a blowfly. Jiao Zi was a little more satisfied.

This dead girl's man is easier to pick ginseng than to dig radish, but he has to have a good relationship with her, maybe he will be able to get fifty years of ginseng with all roots and tails in the future!

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