Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The small fishing villages thousands of kilometers away are unaware of the ups and downs in s city.

Because there is no media to communicate with the outside world, the best communication equipment is the broadness of the village, let alone the TV.

These common sense things still stay in Song Qinbei's mind, so he is very firm in his identity. Even if he can't remember anything, he doesn't know anything about the characters.

But he knows how to leave here and how to help himself better.

Like what he's doing now.

"Ah Hai, as you said last time, I have sold some medicinal materials for a total of 1000 yuan, a lot of money."

During this period of time, song Qinbei would take those medical books in his research, or go up the mountain to collect medicine from them. If he could not, he would ask Lin Qian.

Not only that, he also began to plant herbs. It's winter now, so he also built a greenhouse.

These things are unprecedented new products in Lin Xi's eyes, so her eyes to song Qinbei are more and more adored, but they never get a response.

But she was not discouraged. She thought that as long as song Qinbei didn't want to get up, she would stay here all the time.

But two people's horizons, growth environment and three outlooks are not the same, even if we get along for how long, those sparks will not produce.

Not to mention that song Qinbei deeply knew that he had a forgotten wife.

Song Qinbei uses those simple formulas to make acne cream, which is filled with the bought bottle, and then handed over to Lin Qian.

He knows that he is a businessman. When he sees something, he will see how to make the most of it in his mind.

Drugs and skin care products are the two products that are most profitable. Now, they both have congenital conditions. How can they not do it.

They still went to the town. Song Qinbei was not the kind of person who would shout. He would only say a word or two when the guests came.

Lin Qian rarely went to the city, and she didn't know a lot of things and didn't dare to contact them, so they had a bad start and didn't sell a bottle of acne cream.

It was on the third day that a man asked, and then reluctantly bought a bottle to go back.

"Ah Hai, there are some anti-inflammatory herbs in it. Let's sell them to others like this. Is it really OK..."

Lin Xi anxiously looks at the shopping guest and carefully asks song Qinbei.

What she didn't know was that song Qinbei knew more common sense than she had ever eaten.

Therefore, according to the medical books, song Qinbei was already a doctor who could be regarded as half hanging. Although he could only deal with some very small problems, it was enough.

Song Qinbei didn't explain too much to her, just told her some common sense, and then walked away quickly with Linxi's more adoring eyes.

He knew that he should leave soon.

So after earning about a thousand yuan, he found a man and asked him to buy the ring back from Lin's parents.

Money can make the ghost push the mill, spent more than 500, the ring, finally returned to their own hands.

The patterns and fonts on them gave song Qinbei a strong sense of familiarity. For a moment, a vague shadow of a woman came to his mind.

Although he could not see clearly, he knew that she should be an extremely beautiful woman.

He clenched the ring in his hand and said to himself, "wait for me."