how could he become the richest man in the village just by going to the mountains?

UnknownYang Fan was speechless.

Why can't he hug his daughter? Originally,

he saw the old father's uncomfortable and complicated feelings, but he was suddenly speechless by the old father's words.

Without waiting for Yang Fan to speak, Zhao Yongmei on the side asked, "I heard that you took An An to the county hospital yesterday to see a doctor, when did you come back? What did the doctor say?

Is the money enough?"

Only Xu Xiuying knew that the money they had made up before was stolen by Yang Fan.

Xu Xiuying hurriedly stepped forward: "Yes, I came back almost noon, An An has nothing to do, the doctor prescribed medicine, as long as you take the medicine, it will be good if you don't have a fever anymore, as for the money, Yang Fan earned some money, and the family is enough." "

Grandpa, grandma. An An said to Yang Fan: "Baba, I want to come down."

Yang Fan put An An down, An An immediately ran to her grandmother, Zhao Yongmei hugged her distressedly: "Ouch, my family An An has suffered, and grandma has lost weight when she looks at her little face." "

Grandma, I'm the next big meat wrapper, it's a good time, and the rice made by Baba is better than what Ma Ma and Grandma cooked."

Even if the child's words are not so accurate, Mother Yang can understand it, but this is Yang Fan?

Yang Jiefang didn't believe it either, put down the work in his hand and said, "Let's talk in the first room, it's too hot outside." After

entering the house, Zhao Yongmei sent An An to play, and the four of them sat down.

Yang Jiefang looked at Yang Fan, but asked Xu Xiuying: "Xiuying, you just said that Yang Fan made money?"

"Yes, Dad." She said, putting one of the bags of things she was carrying on the table: "Yang Fan went up the mountain yesterday to dig up a ginseng, sold it for hundreds of yuan, and took An An to see a doctor on the same day, and these are what Yang Fan bought for you."

"How can there be ginseng in the mountains?" Yang Jiefang subconsciously questioned, and reacted in the next second: "Are you in the mountains? Are you crazy?"

Yang Fan was moved.

Only his parents, the first thing they noticed was never that he had earned a huge sum of money, but that he was safe.

"Dad, wealth is in danger, don't worry, I won't go in the future. "

You!"

Yang Jiefang originally wanted to scold him a few words, but Yang Fan admitted his mistake very quickly and had a very good attitude, which made Yang Jiefang, who had always thought that he would only talk back to him, speechless all of a sudden.

In the end, I could only be sullen and educated: "What kind of place is it in the deep mountains, there are not only wild boars, but also big insects, if you want to make money, just find a job in a down-to-earth manner, you can come back this time, it is purely the blessing of the Bodhisattva, good luck, otherwise if you are gone, how will you let Xiuying and An An live in the future?"

"I know Dad." Yang

Jiefang and Zhao Yongmei looked at such a well-behaved son, and they didn't know each other.

They thought that one day Yang Fan would get better, but they didn't expect this day to come so quickly and so suddenly.

"Why do you suddenly think that you want to earn money to support your family?"

"I just had a nightmare, in which you didn't want me anymore, and that dream was very real, and when I woke up, I felt that I couldn't live like this." Yang Fan smiled, with bitterness in his eyes.

Zhao Yongmei glared at him: "Bah, what nonsense, hurry up, shoot the wood after that."

Yang Fan cooperated with her with a smile.

After seeing him shoot the wood, Zhao Yongmei said: "Since you are already sensible, then live a good life in the future, find a job, and I will ask your eldest brother to help see if there is any work you can do in the town."

"No, Mom, I'll look for it myself, and I'll trouble my eldest brother when I can't find it." "