Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Lu Zhaowen didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

Su Haitang put the matter aside and hurried back to the city.

If she had known that no one wanted to hear her report last night, she might as well have stayed at home for the night to save herself from going back and forth.

Su Haitang went to the department store and bought a lot of things. She stuffed the cans of Lingquan water and oranges that had been prepared in the space into the bag and gave them to the village chief.

Years ago, she remitted money back to the village and installed a telephone for Nai's family, so that she would not have to borrow the village chief's phone every time. Not only was she inconvenient, but she also owed a favor.

Zhang Yue'e had been diligent and frugal all her life, but she was not willing to spend this money. She kept saying that she wanted to hook up the phone, but Su Haitang persuaded her to stop.

Su Haitang understood what Nai was thinking, so he simply persuaded her to open a canteen and use the phone as a paid public phone. Wouldn't this be appropriate? Not only would the phone bill not be wasted, but it would also generate income.

And since I'm so old, it's better to do less heavy work in the fields. It's nice to be able to relax and earn a lot of money by guarding a canteen.

That is to say, there is no concept of retirement in rural areas. As long as you can move, you will never be idle. Many elderly people are physically overloaded with work, but they are used to enduring it.

The environment in the village is like this, and her milk is no exception.

But Su Haitang felt distressed.

Su Haitang paid for all the costs of the canteen, and she was too far away to help with other matters. Fortunately, she had her uncle and two uncles, so she didn't have to worry.

Taking advantage of the winter leisure, the whole family worked together to open up and tidy up the two east rooms facing the street of Zhang Yuee'e's house;

My cousin Su Haiyang has already helped me with all the formalities. The Su's canteen has just opened, and the business is neither salty nor slow, pretty good.

It was convenient to make phone calls to the nursery, and there was a canteen attached to her, so there was no need for anyone to come out in the middle of winter to send her money to send packages. She felt more at ease, and she didn't have much to entrust the old village chief to bring back.

Saying goodbye to the old village chief, Su Haitang got on the bus and went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

She politely called ahead to confirm, but she was still a little uneasy.

How can she be at that level when it comes to writing songs for others? Not all of them are plagiarized!

You have to talk to them carefully without hurting Vice Minister Zhu's filial piety, and of course you can't reveal your secret.

It’s not a lie to be the first to win. Being in the limelight is great for a while, but isn’t this the sequelae?

Su Haitang screamed in her heart, but she had a bunch of hot potatoes in her hands and had no choice but to return them.

Vice Minister Zhu made it clear that he asked her to write a song, but I don’t know how Principal Su and Boss Bai would waste time returning the gift.

What a sweet burden.

Su Haitang took pleasure in the suffering and forced herself to cheer up.

It would be great if she could get in touch with the little fox. Cheng Yuanzheng had many evil ideas and he would definitely be able to help her share her worries.

By the way, she also has an old fox in her family!

Su Haitang slapped his forehead, quickly got out of the car, found a public phone, and called his cunning, oh no, scheming grandfather.

"Grandpa isn't here? Oh, okay, it's okay. I'll call my dad."

"My dad isn't here either? Oh, I'm not in a hurry. I'll give you my milk."

"Mom, do you know what my grandfather did?"

Su Haitang asked slightly uneasily after missing the person twice in a row.

"He's on a mission. It's not like you don't know that he's busy with work." Yuan Yingchao took the time to answer her granddaughter's call and answered nonchalantly, not forgetting to remind her of the design draft.

"It's time to start preparing for the new spring products. Don't keep procrastinating on your design draft. It's not straightforward at all."

What else can Su Haitang say, just promise her.

After hanging up the phone, Su Haitang felt as if a kitten was scratching her, itching so much.

Is it Cheng Yuanzheng's mission that is finishing up? Right?