They have invited people here, and he still wants to listen to what they have to say.

"Tell me, what can you do?"

"I can't do anything about powder and rouge, but I have a secret recipe that can cure acne and make people's skin fairer and smoother." Shen Qiushui sat on the stone bench, put his elbows on the table, and clasped his hands together.

Although Shen Qiushui has not yet made a finished product, she is very confident now because the Chinese herbal skin care products she developed have already occupied a large share of the market in her previous life.

The test of the market is the source of her confidence.

"Skin care? Doudou?" Mr. Zhu frowned slightly. Some of the words were so strange that he couldn't even understand them.

"Skin care literally means skin care and maintenance. As for acne...according to the saying here, it should be called pimples."

When Shen Qiushui said this, Master Zhu understood. After understanding, he immediately stood up with his eyes widened.

He is a businessman, so he can naturally understand the great business opportunities in Shen Qiushui's words.

If this is true...

"Are you telling the truth?!" Mr. Zhu's peach blossom eyes stared intently at Shen Qiu Shui, and there was a solemnity in his tone that he didn't even notice.

"nature."

"Is there any real thing?"

"It hasn't been done yet." Shen Qiushui shook his head, feeling a little distressed.

Although she knew how to make something, it was not easy to actually make it, not to mention that she still lacked the medicinal materials and tools at hand.

These words were like a ladle of cold water poured on Mr. Zhu, making him calm down quickly.

"When will the finished product be ready?"

"It will take some time. I haven't gathered the medicinal materials and I don't have the tools." Shen Qiushui answered truthfully.

Zhu Feng's brows jumped after hearing this.

I began to wonder why I would invite someone into the hospital just because of a few words from the other party.

Even after talking to this point, he still wanted to give it a try. Even if he had the slightest chance of defeating that bastard, he was not willing to give up!

"I have various tools here, and I can write down everything you need. I will help you prepare it. How long will it take to make the finished product under these conditions?"

Shen Qiushui thought for a moment and gave a conservative answer: "As long as everything is complete and the smell is not considered, I can make it within three days."

"Then it's settled."

There is nothing wrong with Shen Qiushui.

Master Zhu will prepare everything, saving her a lot of trouble.

After writing down all the required medicinal materials and other materials, she did not stay any longer.

It was already very late when we left the town. When we entered Huaishu Village, the sun in the west had already set, leaving only a golden afterglow.

When Shen Qiushui stepped into Mo's house, she realized that the atmosphere was not right.

Mrs. Mo and her eldest daughter-in-law were standing at the door of the hall, staring in her direction. From the looks of them, they seemed to have been standing here waiting for a long time.

"Hey, the busy man is finally back. Did he go to have a private meeting with some wild man again?" Miao Cuicui stood up straight, stepped forward and blocked Shen Qiushui's path.

Mrs. Mo's face was already ugly, but after hearing her eldest daughter-in-law's words, her face turned completely dark. Before she could get angry, Shen Qiushui smiled and said:

"Sister-in-law, I'm busy making money to pay off my debts. Since you care so much about me, why don't you help me pay back the two hundred taels of silver?"

"Why should you ask me to help you repay the debt you owe?" Miao Cuicui raised her voice.

"If you don't have this intention, just shut up!"

The original person didn't owe the Mo family anything. In the original person's memory, he never stole money from Mrs. Mo at all. This was just an excuse used by Old Mrs. Mo to discredit the original person.

The only thing the original person owed was Mo Changtian and the two little babies.

Shen Qiushui snorted coldly, and after saying that, he ignored the two of them and left.

Miao Cuicui was speechless and couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable. She looked at Mrs. Mo:

"Mom, when are we going to separate the family? If we haven't separated the third brother and the others for a long time, the debt collectors will definitely implicate us if they come again at the end of the month."

Mrs. Mo glanced at her: "There is no rush to separate the family in advance."

After saying that, he folded his hands and left.

Miao Cuicui stomped her feet in anger at this neither salty nor bland attitude. Obviously, her mother-in-law was not like this in the past, so why didn't she say a word to Shen Qiushui today?

Shen Qiushui and Miao Cuicui, who had already walked to the door of the room, had the same idea. Why was Mrs. Mo so quiet today? She didn't look like the same person as before.

But she didn't think much about it because she saw the cute little Mo Yu in the room.

Mo Yu saw Shen Qiushui and smiled softly.

Children don't hold grudges, and after just getting along with each other for a few days, when Shen Qiushui reached out to hug Mo Yu, Mo Yu no longer hid away in fear like before.

After coaxing the little girl for a few words, Shen Qiushui hurriedly went to give Mo Changtian the medicine.

It was dark, and you could only vaguely see the scabbed scars on the opponent's back.

After applying the medicine, Shen Qiushui patted the area on Mo Changtian's back where there was no wound, and sighed: "Your wound healed so quickly, you don't have to sleep on your stomach again tonight."

When the cool palm touches the warm skin, it should feel very cold, but the place that was touched is slightly hot.

Mo Changtian turned sideways and looked at Shen Qiushui, who was sitting by the bed, lowering his eyes and packing his things, and suddenly stretched out his hands.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qiushui turned to look at Mo Changtian. At this moment, her small hands were wrapped by Mo Changtian's big hands.

Shen Qiushui was a little confused and didn't know why the other party did this.

"Your hands are cold, let me cover the hot spots for you." Mo Changtian said hoarsely.

Seeing Shen Qiushui still looking at him with doubt, he suddenly laughed: "Just think of it as repayment for giving me the medicine."

A man's palms are hot. In the cold spring season, it would be nice to have a mobile stove.

In this season, Shen Qiushui's hands and feet were often cold, and Mo Changtian's hands held them very warmly, but this kind of action always made her feel strange.

This feeling made Shen Qiushui's cheeks feel a little hot, and she quickly retracted her hands.

"My hands are already warm."

Then she picked up the bowl she had placed beside her, as if she was looking for an excuse for her actions: "I'm going to wash the dishes."

After saying that, he took the bowl and rushed out of the room like he was running away.

Mo Changtian looked at his hands for a long time. The feeling of the cold hands in his palms had disappeared, but he was still thinking about the softness of those hands, and his heart swelled, as if something was about to come out.

This feeling was something Mo Changtian had never experienced in his previous life.

In his previous life, after his injuries were healed, he started searching for his two children. In order to have many helpers, he even did not hesitate to reveal his identity. Who knew he would get such a painful result?

In order to be able to kill the enemy with his own hands, he entered the military camp again, led the troops in battle, and climbed to the highest position step by step.

There were quite a few women around him, but they all had a purpose.


Chapter completed!