The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Thank you, old Feng." Yang Yunhai naturally saw the displeasure on Feng's face, but he was not afraid, "a gentleman does not win people's love, not to mention my grandmother's body, I will find a way, thank you for your kindness."

He is not that kind of old-fashioned person. If it is really what grandma needs, he will accept it, but he will also compensate from other aspects.

But this ginseng, he really has it.

"You..." Feng Lao stared at Yang Yunhai angrily.

not to know good from bad.

"I happen to have a ginseng here. How about asking Mr. Feng to help me? Can my grandmother use it?" Yang Yunhai didn't care about Feng Lao's attitude.

Old people, plus a little ability to be touted, will naturally expand.

"Do you really have?" Mr. Feng thought that Yang Yunhai refused them because he didn't like Shen Lingyu. He didn't expect that they really did, but... "Is it ginseng? There aren't many ginseng these days. Don't be fooled into taking radishes as ginseng if you don't know the goods."

The corners of Yang Yunhai's mouth rose slightly.

Radish!

Yang Yunhai went into the closet inside and took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from his camouflage bag, which was wrapped with things.

Seeing this, Feng Lao's expression on his face was even more disdainful. Shen Lingyu directly said, "brother Hai, are you sure you have ginseng on your bread?"

Is this bullshit?

Ginseng, it's nothing else, it's wrapped in an inconspicuous cloth?

Why do you have to put a high-end box?

For example, she brought it here.

"So please give me a palm and see if grandma can eat?" Yang Yunhai said faintly.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say," Feng said with a smile, "it doesn't matter if it's not."

"Yes, I already have it here anyway. Grandma doesn't have to worry." Shen Lingyu hurriedly comforted, "in fact, if you want me to say, don't read it. Grandma will use me."

"That won't work." Zheng Xiangjun said with a smile, "it's also our family Haizi's intention, anyway."

"Grandma, this is not mine." Yang Yunhai smiled knowingly at his grandmother and said, "others know that you are ill and let me bring you here."

Zheng Xiangjun has never seen his grandson speak so softly.

This other person? Is it the person Haizi likes?

Shen Lingyu's smile on her face, others?

She glanced at the coarse cloth in Yang Yunhai's hand, and a bad feeling came up. Is the other person in Yang Yunhai's mouth the smelly girl?

Then another sneer, a country girl, what good things can there be?

Really think ginseng is the radish they planted in the countryside?

This is ginseng! Ginseng!

"Teacher, please help me to have a look. Don't let Haige be cheated by that other person." Shen Lingyu said confidently, "no one can get ginseng. If you eat it wrong, the consequences will be terrible."

"Well, since the girl said so, let me have a look." Feng Lao reached out and took the thing in Yang Yunhai's hand and weighed it in his hand. "It's quite heavy."

Shen Lingyu laughed in her heart, heavy? How much can ginseng weigh?

"Grandma, let me peel an apple for you." Shen Lingyu sat by Zheng Xiangjun's bed and picked up an apple. She didn't have to look at Feng's results.

It must be fake.

"How's it going? Old Feng?" Yang Yunhai looked at old Feng with a faint smile.

"Teacher? Is it fake?" Shen Lingyu lowered her head and peeled the fruit attentively, "it's better to use my ginseng."

"This... This ginseng..." Feng Lao excitedly pointed to the ginseng in his hand and couldn't speak for a long time.

Best!

I didn't expect that he would see such excellent ginseng in his lifetime!