"There are also some rented ones that are unwilling to sell to me. I will return them to them after planting them for a few years. She gnawed the buns hard and then, when they want to plant my Honghu, they will also need to get money from me.
Buy seeds here.”
"The popularity of new things does require a process, and this process is often accompanied by difficulties."
And she is very confident in her sweet potatoes. As long as she gets through this difficult period, she will have good days in the future, so she can just tighten her belt now, but she really has
Is he as poor as she said? The answer is, that is impossible.
Within a few days, she started eating and drinking heavily, eating back all the weight she had lost recently.
As for sweet potatoes, now we are also taking care of those who have nothing to do, and we are planting sweet potatoes all over Jinzhou. The size of Jinzhou is like a modern city, there are big and small. Compared with Dongping Wang
Compared to Texas, Jinzhou seems to be a bit bigger, and there are no high-rise buildings or cement floors here.
So there is land everywhere here. Fortunately, they have raised a lot of sweet potato seedlings, and they can plant half of the land in Jinzhou. The pace of winter seems to be getting closer day by day, because you can already feel a lot of sweet potato seedlings.
The chill was gone, and Shen Bingning lay in front of the window, holding up her face and working hard in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Rong Xiaoyu came over and stroked her hair. What was she thinking about? She was so lost in thought.
Shen Bingning turned her face and looked at the outstanding face of the man in front of her, as well as the brocade-like green hair hanging on her shoulders. When the breeze blew, it would rise up in strands. Thousands of beautiful men also
Not as good as him.
"It's okay," she turned around again, hugged Yu's waist, and buried her little face in his arms, "I was just thinking that I have been here for more than three years.
"Three years have passed." So, it has been more than three years. In the blink of an eye, it has been so long. In other words, she has left home and been away from her parents for more than a day.
And every time at this time, she felt a little disappointed.
"Miss your relatives?" Rong Xiaoyu gently stroked her hair, "If you do, how about taking them over?"
"Them?" Shen Bingning pursed her lips, "No, they will live a good life, they will definitely be fine..." She raised her face and looked at the clear blue sky in the distance, her red lips following.
She raised her head a little, believing that her optimistic parents would live a good life, and they gave her this optimistic heart, so she would too.
In fact, she knew that the relatives Rong Xiaoyu was referring to were Shen Qiaoqiao's eldest brother and sister-in-law, but sorry, she really didn't have much affection for them. She had already given them a lot of money at the beginning, as long as they stayed safe.
It is enough to live this life comfortably.
Some people are not suitable for making too many changes, just like Shen Qiao's eldest brother and sister-in-law. Too many changes will only change them beyond recognition, and this kind of unrecognizability may make them embark on a path of no return.
, she turned around again, her hands still holding Rong Xiaoyu's sleeves tightly.
"Xiao Yu..."
"Yes," Rong Xiaoyu's calm and pleasant voice came from behind her head.
"You will never leave me, will you?"
Rong Xiaoyu put his arm around her shoulders from behind, "I'm just thinking about it again. How could my husband leave you?"
Shen Bingning grabbed his sleeve again, and in the distance, under this depressing color, there seemed to be some greenery.
If your heart is always happy, your heart will always be green.
The winter this year seemed to be very cold, and even a grown man like Mo Bai couldn't bear it. He wore several sets of sweaters in a row to maintain his body temperature and style.
"It's so cold," he couldn't help but glance at the sky. The distant wind was blowing, and it was really biting.
"Why is it so cold?" He couldn't help but shudder.
"You don't know how to wear cotton-padded clothes?" Mo Fei came out, wearing only a sweater and a cotton-padded coat on top. Although he looked a little fatter than Mo Bai, at least he wasn't cold, nor was he cold.
I didn't feel how fat I was, but standing next to Mo Bai who was wearing only a sweater and wanted to be more elegant but not warm, my body shape seemed to be about the same.
So I can only say that Mo Bai’s nutrition is a bit too good and he must have gained some weight.
"That doesn't look good," Mo Bai rubbed his hands. He raised his face, his face was a little cold. He stretched out his hand and saw a snowflake falling on his hand. It was snowing, and now it's still snowing.
Why is it snowing before December?
Murphy frowned.
"Well, the snow seems to have fallen earlier this year than in previous years."
"Our sweaters are going to be a big seller," Mo Bai smiled blindly. The colder the weather is, naturally more people will buy their sweaters, and the winter clothes they designed will also be sold.
With the huge sales volume, they have been very busy these days, and the free money is constantly being sent to their shop.
Mo Fei leaned against a tree on the side, with a thoughtful expression on his face and a hint of unclear sadness.
"What's wrong with you?" Mo Bai leaned over, "What's your expression? Why are you not happy about making money? If you don't want your dividends, give them to me. I don't mind the money."
He stretched out his hand and said, "We are all brothers. If you don't like flowers, how about I spend them for you?"
Mo Fei rolled his eyes at him. Mo Bai still felt a little confused. Just when he was about to ask, Mo Fei had already strode away, and he quickly followed him. Hey, are you here?
I just want to say something, please don’t be so sinister, and he is most afraid of Mo Fei being like this.
"Tell me, what's the matter? Tell me and don't be so bored all the time, okay? If you don't tell me, who will know?"
Murphy finally stopped. He raised his face. The north wind blew on his face. It really hurt like a knife cutting him. From time to time, he could still feel the clear coldness.
“It’s very cold this year”
"Yeah," Mo Bai kept breathing hot air into his hands, and his feet were jumping around. The snow was already falling heavily. It was still lightly snowing just now, but it had already fallen in just a short while.
It's so heavy, I think about it tomorrow, if it continues like this, it may be snowy tomorrow and walking will be a problem.
"Have you ever thought about it?"
"What?" Mo Bai blinked. What kind of nonsense is this guy talking about? Can he finish it in one go? After all, he doesn't get to the point.
There is no next chapter, let’s read something else first