Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang took a comfortable bath, drank a glass of hot milk, hugged a soft quilt with a pleasant sunshine smell, patted the buckwheat skin pillow into a suitable shape, and closed her eyes comfortably.

"Falling asleep now? This child has been working too hard lately."

He Anbang looked at his granddaughter who fell asleep in the next room in astonishment and murmured to himself, feeling faintly distressed.

Or maybe the tight string suddenly relaxed, and the child finally couldn't hold it anymore.

This child has a bad fate. No wonder everyone feels sorry for her. Of course, she also has to live up to her own expectations.

Just tell her to have a good sleep.

He Anbang wrote the two characters "Quiet" dripping with ink, and after it had dried a little, he posted it on the door.

Pan Yang and others were all kicked out.

The old man was working alone. Hearing the fiery whistles and slogans coming from the training ground, he frowned in confusion.

The old man put down the pen again and again, stood up and observed the sleeping condition of his granddaughter next door. He found that she was not disturbed at all, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

After all, they are the children of their He family. Listening to these movements in the army, they just treat them as lullabies and sleep more soundly. If they can't hear them, they feel like they are missing something.

The old man shook his head and sat down to review the documents. Pan Yang tiptoed in and out, cleverly writing down everything he needed to say on the note.

Su Haitang, who was mistakenly thought to be sleeping soundly, actually just closed her eyes and her mind was immersed in the space, studying and waiting for the little fox.

Not long after, the little fox whimpered and pounced over.

Su Haitang caught it, yes, caught it.

After several times of tacit cooperation, the two of them were able to accurately control each other's movements. Although it didn't feel real, at least it looked similar.

"Little fox, do you know what this tree is used for?"

Su Haitang hugged the little one and soaked in Lingquan together. She leaned against the spring comfortably and looked up at the colorful trees under the "sunshine".

"woo woo woo woo."

"You don't know either?"

Su Haitang lazily touched the top of its head, not disturbing its detoxification, and reached out to reach for the low-hanging yellow leaves.

"Do you think you have some disease? Why don't you buy some pesticide and spray it?"

The little fox patted the water and fell down laughing, whining non-stop.

Su Haitang retracted his hand in embarrassment and flicked it on the head with his finger.

"Why are you laughing? You don't understand. Pesticides are good things."

The little fox smiled so hard that his eyes were crooked, and he took the initiative to bring his little head over and nuzzled the palm of her hand.

Su Haitang, like before, stretched out his fingers to scratch the soft hair on the top of its head, and quickly cheered up.

"It's almost time to teach you how to reply."

The little fox also put on a serious face and clapped his little paws in imitation of her frequency.

"How smart. Go and come back quickly. I'll wait for you."

Su Haitang praised it and asked it to go back and deliver the message.

The little fox whined in protest.

Su Haitang came back to his senses, smiled and lowered his head to kiss it.

The little fox returned her smile with satisfaction, and gradually faded away.

Su Haitang quietly thought about and sorted out the information delivered by Cheng Yuanzheng.

Cheng Yuanzheng believes that the enemy is trying to make him a virus carrier, use him to spread the virus and cause panic, and then use him as a savior to "research and develop" new drugs and successfully launder money.

What a terrible speculation.

Su Haitang did not doubt Cheng Yuanzheng's intelligence.

In fact, Cheng Yuanzheng had already proven how sharp and correct his thinking was when it came to inferring the Ji family issue.

Now, the enemy is confident that it can evade the monitoring and inspection of the current technical level, successfully launder it and become a legitimate businessman, and make money wantonly. This is even more dangerous.

Drug samples must be obtained for research, technical monitoring loopholes must be filled, and the import and marketing of such drugs must be prohibited. It is best to develop a vaccine and completely eliminate the threat.

Cheng Yuanzheng, the subject of clinical trials, must return safely.

No matter if he is a virus carrier or not.

She can save him! must!