Becoming the Richest by Farming

No, now that I see Ying Wan coming, I don’t even leave the door.

He was afraid that Ying Wan would catch him and ask questions.

Other children in the community avoided him like a devil, but now he avoided Yingwan like a snake and a scorpion.

As soon as Xuan Lan finished saying this, his eyes fell on Lin Mei and asked gently: "How old is Lin Mei this year?"

Lin Mei sat on the same spot, her body upright, but she looked a little reserved. She smiled and said, "I am twenty-six years old."

When Yu Wenzi was born late, she was just over a year old and couldn't remember anything at all, so she didn't know anything about having a second sister.

Otherwise, how would he know about Ying Wan's existence?

"Oh, two years older than Wanwan."

Xuanlan nodded and smiled: "I have also watched the TV series you acted in. When I had nothing to do, I didn't know that you were still Ying Wan's sister."

Lin Mei's face turned red: "...Yes, really?"

This is not a very honorable thing.

Lin Mei is a bit obsessed with the TV series she stars in. Her acting skills are not rubbish but not great either. Mainly, she plays relatively exaggerated plots.

I didn’t expect that a scientist like Xuan Lanyi would also like to watch TV series!

How shameful she is.

It was almost like a public execution.

Xuanlan laughed: "Why are you shy? When I have nothing to do, I like to watch the TV series played by you young people. Your acting skills are much better than others."

Xuanlan has been exposed to the Internet since her early years and prefers to use tenses.

She watches whatever is popular among young people. When she is not bored, she catches up on variety shows and TV series, or she waits for flowers and birds.

Life is simple and comfortable.

Lin Mei only felt as if her face was expanding infinitely in a limited space. She who originally thought it was like a public execution suddenly felt that being praised by the boss like this made eight generations of her ancestors proud.

——Bah, it’s her who has the light.

Thinking of this, Lin Mei also smiled shyly, "You are too kind to say that. My acting skills are only average. There is still a lot of room for improvement. There are many seniors in the industry who have better acting skills than me."

Xuanlan smiled and said: "It's already pretty good."

Aunt Shan poured a cup of scented tea for several people and called the fat man inside the room to come out.

Grandma Xuan’s husband’s surname is Zhao, and his name is Zhao Guoqiang.

In that era, people's names were very casual, and they were just related to the power of the country, but Grandma Xuan's husband was still very famous in China, but not as famous as Grandma Xuan.

He is also a professor at Qingbei University. Now that he is quite old, he no longer teaches, but he prefers to delve into some things and often runs outside. He happened to be away from home at noon today.

Aunt Shan went to knock on the little fat man's room just now: "Little Fatty Zhao, there are guests coming. Come out quickly and don't be mean. Sister Wanwan is still your teacher. Do you have the basic respect for the teacher? You have to If you don’t come out, I’ll go in and deal with you!”

Lin Mei was sweating after hearing this. She didn't expect that in such a high-class intellectual family, the way of being a mother would be so simple and crude.

The soundproofing of the old house was not very good, and Zhao Xiaopang's muffled voice came from inside: "I don't!"

Perhaps because of her decisive voice, Aunt Shan's expression immediately changed: "Zhao Hanyou!"

No matter where you are, if you use the name method, it means that the mother is very irritable at this time.

About three seconds later, there was a grinding sound inside. Zhao Xiaopang opened the door, revealing his chubby face, and looked at the people outside through the crack in the door.