Douluo: You call this a toy

"Why are you here again?"

Seeing Tang Boxue gesticulating in front of Liu Xueru, he immediately understood his intention.

"Didn't I get off work? Stop by and have a look."

When Yang Fan appeared in front of him, Tang Boxue immediately became complimentary.

Liu Xueru played with her phone indifferently. Yang Fan was back anyway, and he was entertaining his friends. Judging from his tone, it seemed that he didn't want to see this person.

"Have you seen it? You can go."

Yang Fan unscrewed a bottle of orange juice and handed it to Liu Xueru. She took it without shirk, took a sip and put it on the bedside table.

"I just told her some postoperative precautions. Oh, is she your sister or sister?"

This trip couldn't be in vain. He had to find out the relationship between the two. Tang Boxue secretly felt lucky to have met such a beautiful goddess.

"What do you think?"

Yang Fan noticed that this boy looked at Liu Xueru with a look that was hungrier than a wolf dog, so he could see his intentions. No wonder he nodded and bowed in a complimentary manner. For this reason, he disliked him even more.

"Haha, don't mind if you guessed wrong, I think she looks like a sister."

While Tang Boxue was speaking, he glanced at Liu Xueru from the corner of his eye.

"Well, I'm his sister."

Liu Xueru, who was not good at joking, actually made a joke and looked proud.

"Really, when I first saw you, I thought you two looked like siblings, and I guessed it right. You two should be busy first, so I won't disturb you."

Tang Boxue was so excited that he almost hit the door and left happily.

"Aren't you happy being my brother?"

After Tang Boxue left, Liu Xueru stretched and stood up, with a bit of pride on her beautiful cheeks, something Yang Fan had never seen since he knew her.

A hint of cunning flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, "Okay, why not marry Jinlan?"

"It's a beautiful thought. Who will marry you to Jinlan?"

Liu Xueru has her own ideas and it is impossible to match up with his siblings.

When I think of her as his future daughter-in-law, I feel a little empty. That Mr. Jin is very wealthy. On the other hand, I am just a small farmer. Will Liu Xueru marry a small farmer?He smiled wryly to himself.

At this moment, Liu Xueru's cell phone rang, but she looked at it, first at Yang Fan, the smile on her face gradually faded, and then she pressed the answer button.

"Xueru, where are you?"

It was a man's voice, and Yang Fan could hear it clearly.

"Outside."

Liu Xueru responded lightly.

"I miss you so much. I dreamed of you last night. Tell me your address and I will go find you."

The man couldn't wait to express his pain of lovesickness.

Liu Xueru glanced at Yang Fan again and responded, "No, it's quite remote here."

"It's my birthday in a few days. Come back and celebrate it with me. I will definitely give you a big surprise."

Liu Xueru didn't respond immediately. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I've been busy recently. I'll talk about it then."

"Forget it, I'll go find you. There's something going on here, so it's settled."

Without giving Liu Xueru a chance to refuse, the other party hung up the phone.

She sighed helplessly, as if she was reluctant to see that person.

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you."

Just two hours ago, Liu Xueru received a call saying that a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Kyoto had signed a contract with Jishi Herb Co., Ltd. to purchase one hundred kilograms of dried aconite greens every month at a supply price of seven thousand per kilogram. , compared to the purchase of 20 yuan, one kilogram earns [-] yuan, and the net profit in January is [-] yuan. For this reason, the demand has greatly increased.

"What did you say."

Yang Fan sat on the escort bed beside him.

"At this drug fair, we successfully signed a big customer, who is a hospital purchaser. To be honest, the signed price is [-], and we need [-] kilograms per month. Therefore, I suggest you expand your planting as soon as possible. scale."

Hearing that the supply had increased by [-] kilograms, and combined with Jishitang's demand, at least [-] kilograms of dry goods could be produced every month. This could not be accomplished with only two acres of land, and there was not much left on the mountain. Yang Fan fell into deep thought.

The pace of expansion must be accelerated, and that hillside must be conquered. He made a rough calculation, [-] kilograms per month, excluding all expenses, and earning at least one million. In one year, wouldn't he become a multi-millionaire?

"No problem, I'll start preparing when I get back."

As for how much Liu Xueru earned, he didn't care, even if it was [-] per kilogram, it had nothing to do with him. He seemed to see the red banknotes coming towards him, and he was very excited. It was foreseeable that soon, he would transform from a pauper. Become a multi-millionaire.

"Okay, hold on tight."

The two chatted until about ten o'clock at night. Because she was too tired, Liu Xueru couldn't hold back her sleepiness and fell asleep on the bed. Yang Fan helped her take off her shoes, covered her up, and stared at that beautiful face for a while.

"Xiaofan, I'm thirsty."

Widow Tian not only woke up, but also had clear consciousness.

"Wait."

Yang Fan poured a cup of boiled water, dipped a cotton swab in the water and applied it on her lips.

"Thanks a lot."

She had no children and no husband. Yang Fan, an outsider, took care of him like a son regardless of his past grudges. The hatred in his heart for his family disappeared without a trace.

"My mother said she will take care of you tomorrow until you are discharged from the hospital."

Widow Tian was silent, her eyes changed, "Does she know everything?"

"I told her not to tell anyone else. People in the village only know that you are sick and in the hospital."

After all, paper can't cover up the fire. Sooner or later, the whole village will know about her. What's the big deal? Because her thoughts are too conservative, she hasn't remarried yet. She has been a widow for more than ten years. It's time to live for herself and ignore the rumors.

Widow Tian suddenly realized that she didn't care about fame anymore. If she met the right person, she might become a bride again.

Tears welled up in his eyes, "Over the years, I have treated your family... and your mother-in-law has treated me..."

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

"Let's not talk about the past. Crying is not good for the wound healing."

Widow Tian was relieved, smiled and nodded heavily.

That night, it was all up to Yang Fan to help her change the urine bag and give her acupuncture to promote wound healing.

As for Yang Fan, when he was sleepy, he lay on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

Liu Xueru woke up in the middle of the night and found Yang Fan lying next to her, staring at his face in a daze.

"Daughter, Xiaofan just fell asleep."

Widow Tian had met Liu Xueru, and at this moment, she had a rare good attitude towards her.

"Oh."

Liu Xueru got out of bed gently and put on her shoes. Her movements were stagnant. She remembered that she didn't take them off before going to bed. Could it be that he took them off?A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaofan is so kind to you. He took off your shoes and covered you with the sheets."

"You two are so talented and beautiful, so well matched."

Anyone could tell that she was bringing the two of them together, and Liu Xueru blushed and went to the bathroom.

"City girls also know how to be shy. It would be great if they could."

Widow Tian licked her chapped lips. She felt uncomfortable with thirst, but she didn't want to disturb Yang Fan. She slowly closed her eyes and tried her best to control it.

Liu Xueru came out of the bathroom and brought water for Widow Tian to dip in. She had never served anyone before, let alone how could an outsider do this if it wasn't for Yang Fan's sake. In addition, he did sympathize with her experience.

Suddenly, the door burst open and a man came in brandishing a knife.