shock!She can travel through time

Chapter 406

When Lin Wanwan heard that Han Qingxue's boyfriend turned off the phone, her first feeling was that he was avoiding responsibility, but Han Qingxue's first thought was that her boyfriend might have had an accident. Obviously, she never thought that her boyfriend would not take responsibility.

A man who has just graduated for two years and has no savings. When he hears words such as surgery fee, hospitalization fee, and ectopic pregnancy, he will be terrified.

In this regard, Han Qingxue's boyfriend is less reliable than Gu Jingyu's husband.

Gu Jingyu had an unexpected pregnancy at school, and she couldn't make enough money for an abortion operation. It was her boyfriend who scolded her mother in exchange for the operation fee, hospitalization fee, and nutrition fee.

It took a long time for Gu Jingyu to mention it to Lin Wanwan.

Unable to get through to her boyfriend's phone number, Han Qingxue had no choice but to give up. At this moment, her mother got off the plane and called.

Han Qingxue looked at the caller ID and didn't dare to answer the phone. She looked at Lin Wanwan pitifully: "Boss, why don't you answer one for me and say I'm still asleep?"

Lin Wanwan shook her head and laughed. Now that she knew she was scared, she still took the phone and answered the call for her.

After finishing talking on the phone, Lin Wanwan returned the phone to Han Qingxue and said, "If you can hide from the monk, you can't hide from the temple. Your mother is already on the way to the hospital by taxi."

"Ah~" Han Qingxue pulled up the quilt to cover herself, "I'd better pretend to be asleep."

When Han Qingxue's mother came to the hospital, Lin Wanwan explained the situation to her.Knowing that it was Lin Wanwan who paid the hospitalization and surgery expenses in advance, she immediately offered to transfer money to pay back the money, which of course Lin Wanwan accepted.

Poor family and rich road, Han's mother came out with enough money.

Mother Han came to see her daughter this time, firstly to take care of her, and secondly because she thought it would be best to take her back to her hometown in Northeast China, so that the couple could look after their daughter better.

Now that Han Qingxue's mother came, Lin Wanwan naturally left.

As for Han Qingxue's boyfriend, it was her private matter, no matter how much she complained in her heart, Lin Wanwan would not express her opinion.

Emotional matters, such as drinking water cold or warm self-knowledge, the best opinion of outsiders is to shut up.

Lin Wanwan thinks that she is not an emotional expert.

Back at the company, Lin Wanwan told Gu Jingyu and Pan Junqi about Han Qingxue's illness and hospitalization, and asked them to go outside to find a cooperative advertising company for a job as an artist.

The two casually asked what was wrong with her, but Lin Wanwan still vaguely mentioned it, and the two of them didn't ask in detail, and it wasn't their business.

Su Yanwei came to the company to report yesterday, recognized the door, and will not come today, and directly deal with the store decoration.

As for the salesmen, the old salesmen inside will conduct pre-job training.

Lin Wanwan stayed at the company until the end of get off work today before returning home.

It's really hard work. It's obviously a waste of time and space. Making money can be like picking up money, but it's still a day's work!
People in Qatar are not as dedicated as her.

The floor upstairs in the small villa has been laid, and now only the movable furniture, soft furnishings and home appliances are left.

Lin Wanwan was not in a hurry, so she stayed in the guest room on the first floor first, so that the second floor could be ventilated to dissipate the smell.

She washed up in the bathroom on the first floor, then closed the door and entered the room, opened the door of time and space, and traveled back to Datang through time and space.

At this time, nearly [-] hours have passed in modern times, but only seven and a half hours have passed in Datang, and it is now the middle of the night.

Lin Wanwan only slept for more than four hours in modern times, and she was sleepy herself. Feeling the silence of the night around her, she immediately felt drowsy, and fell asleep immediately after going to bed.

The next day, Lin Wanwan lay in bed.

Xiao Qingyu was carried out of bed by Yun Chang, washed, ate and sent to school, while Lin Wanwan continued to lie down and sleep, not even having breakfast.

With no worries about schoolwork, no pressure from work, and no need for elders to settle down in the morning and evening, in the slow-paced life of the Tang Dynasty, Lin Wanwan is like a fish in water, very happy.

Lin Wanwan didn't get enough sleep until the sun rose three poles, and she stretched her waist and got out of bed.

The pretty maidservants at home served hot water for others, combed hair for those who combed their hair, and made snacks for those who made snacks. They were extremely busy.

Usually at home, Lin Wanwan was too lazy to put on makeup, so she put on her summer clothes and went downstairs with her bare face.

"My lady, Mrs. Wang and Xiao Ming's mansion both sent people to deliver the letterhead this morning, do you want to get it?" Yun Shang said while tidying up the food table for Lin Wanwan.

"Oh, fetch it for me and see what it says."

"Here."

The first thing I looked at was Xiao Chong's letterhead, and I didn't say anything gossip, I just said that there would be a hurricane in Yan County after five or six days of watching the sky at night, and I asked Lin Wanwan to remind the people to prepare for the wind.

"Is it another typhoon time of the year?" Lin Wanwan put down the letter and looked at the blue sky outside the house, unable to see any clues.

But she knows that Xiao Chong is not a person who talks nonsense. This guy is good at astronomy and geography. When it comes to weather forecasting, except for the temperature, he is quite accurate.

"Hongyan, go tell the Patriarch Uncle that Xiao Ming's mansion has seen the sky, and there will be a hurricane in six days. Let them park their boats in a safe haven and don't go out to sea for a few days. The sea must be rough."

"Here!"

"Also remind everyone to make repairs to their homes for severe wind and rain."

"Here."

After finishing the order, Lin Wanwan continued to open the letter from Mrs. Wang's family, also for the sake of fans.

I almost forgot about it. After a day and a night in modern times, I was a little confused when I returned to Datang.Lin Wanwan almost couldn't remember what she was thinking about before nightfall yesterday.

"Today I have to talk to Third Uncle about the fan."

Third Uncle definitely didn't have much wood in stock, so Lin Wanwan had already decided that she would bring the wood and blueprints, and she would pay Third Uncle the carpenter's fee for making the fan.

If the third uncle had the courage to hoard wood to make fans and sell them for money, Lin Wanwan would only be happy for his enlightenment and would not pursue it.It's just that she knew that the third uncle would never do it.

If he had the heart to develop into a craftsman, he would have done so long ago. Why does he belong to a low-income family in Linjiazhuang? His skills are not bad.

Here, the head of the Lin clan got the news that the typhoon was coming, and while notifying the clansmen to strengthen their houses, he asked the young guy to sail to the safe haven, and he also sent out manpower to notify Lujiazhuang and Dafengzhuang in the same village.

September is the busy season of farming again. For farmers, harvesting the crops in the field is more important than strengthening the house.

Before the typhoon comes, rice, sweet potatoes, corn and cotton all need to be harvested.

In the first three cases, there are not many people in Linjiazhuang—the main reason is that there is not enough land. In the latter case, cotton is planted in a concentrated manner with the land transfer of Lujiazhuang, and people from the two villages work together to grab the harvest.

Rice and sweet potatoes are harvested by each family, and only cotton is collected into the warehouse of the school.

The people in Lujiazhuang did not object, after all, their village could not provide such a large cotton warehouse.

The cotton still needs to be dried, but time is tight, and it is too late to rush to harvest it now.

(End of this chapter)