The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Chapter 350
Ji Yan didn't respond.

It would be a lie to say that there was no expectation for my mother.

But after so many years, some things can no longer be seen clearly.

If he is a rough guy, he can live freely if he doesn't get married.

But it is impossible for him to let Mianmian also encounter such an elder's entanglement for a lifetime.

It was precisely because he had seen healthy relationships in other families and met Mian Mian's parents that he couldn't let his mother have the opportunity to humiliate Mian Mian and suck her blood.

Although I don't know why Mianmian always looks at herself like a younger brother sometimes, and she also thinks that she is her sister when she speaks, but Mianmian looks like a lonely and arrogant person, and she is not close to anyone, but really Only after getting along with her will you know that she is actually quite easy to soften her heart, and it is true when something happens.

How could such a good girl let him and himself live a hard life that even he despised.

When the door was closed, Aunt Ji turned her head, seeing that Ji Yan could think about it herself, she also put this nonsense aside.

As the days passed, Tan Mianmian gradually changed some of her private work of selling medicines.

It will be seven or five years soon, and the closer something is to the end, the more accidents are likely to occur.

Although she is not very proficient in these histories, the memories of the original body and the direction of the plot more or less describe the situation of these turbulent years from the side.

First of all, Tan Mianmian cut off old man Fang's black market selling medicine, and only occasionally sent some plasters for old man Fang's use.

Secondly, in cooperation with the clinic, hand over directly to Fang Ping, and the medicinal wine to Lao Wang's side has also been completely stopped, and the medicines to Wang Xu's side are all conditioning medicines, which are basically taken every few months.

After sorting out, only some relatively safe transactions were left.

Autumn harvest, food distribution, and stockpiling also represent the coming of winter.

Although it's not winter yet, it's already colder in the morning and evening.

There is no need to light the kang, but the quilt can already be taken out to dry in the sun.

Tan Mianmian also went to buy some materials suitable for winter wear.

Don't think about choosing the style carefully. It's either a shirt, a vest, a cardigan, or a sweater.

Buying clothes without buying big ones is enough to stand out.

Seeing that the corners of the study are full of piles, and the remodeled wardrobe is also extremely crowded.

Thinking back to when I first wore it last year, the clothes almost leaked air.

Raise your arms and look at yourself now, let alone a fat man, at least your flesh and bones are even, not skinny.

The money on my body, from being tempted when I saw three or five yuan, to saving to one thousand and five yuan, is also a qualitative leap.

Not only did he get better, but even his wish to compare himself with his original body was more than half fulfilled.

In terms of career, ability, choosing a partner, and interacting with relatives and friends, Gao Mei has been trampled underfoot.

Lin Weiguang could only scare people with lip service, but failed to do her any real harm.

Except, Tan Mianmian touched the position of his heart.

Except for the confidence that Gao Mei secretly kept, and who was behind it made her worry, everything else was going in a good direction.

Shaking her head, Tan Mianmian stopped thinking about it and opened the door to go to work. Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the new guard.

She raised her head, but saw her parents' faces.

"Dad, Mom, why are you here?" Tan Mianmian got up and walked towards the two of them.

After pulling them to sit down, Tan Mianmian found out that it was Director Li who saw that he was not allowed to do it, so he took the ideological work to Tan's father and mother.

"I think the treatment he gave is really good, and he is willing to write us a letter of guarantee, so I feel that it would be a pity if we miss it."

"Guarantee letter?" Tan Mianmian put down the teacup at hand, motioned for the two to drink water, and at the same time asked her own doubts.

Tan's father pushed his glasses: "It's to give us peace of mind, let us believe in their sincere guarantee, give us a house to live in, your salary, how much time can be loosened, etc. I have never seen such a thing. In addition to giving you nearly 71 months of salary, you can also choose how many surgeries to perform in a week..."

While talking, the hearts of the two of them who were flattered before fell down again: "No, isn't Mianmian just know how to make some traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions to regulate the body? Why did the director of the provincial capital hospital come to invite you in person, isn't it you Mianmian?" , what did you do?"

(End of this chapter)