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

Yang Fan smiled and was about to speak, when the courtyard door next door opened, Liu Sufen walked out, and when she saw Xu Xiuying, she was stunned and shouted in disbelief: "Xiuying?"

and "Aunt Sufen." Yang Fan and Xu Xiuying both shouted.

"It's really you, Xiuying, I just looked at it in the courtyard and thought it was wrong. Liu Sufen walked over, glanced at Xu Xiuying, and praised: "You are so beautiful in this dress, just now I thought that your family was from the city."

Xu Xiuying was a little embarrassed: "Aunt Sufen, you are exaggerating."

"Where is the exaggeration, you used to look good, but you didn't have good-looking clothes, and now when you wear good-looking clothes, you immediately look like a city person." "

For the unpretentious rural people now, the adjective like city people is definitely the best compliment.

Xu Xiuying smiled shyly.

Zhao Yongmei walked out, the two of them started at the door, Yang Fan said a word, and took the child into the house with his things.

Soon, Liu Sufen heard An An's excited voice from the house, she glanced at Zhao Yongmei and said: "As the saying goes, the prodigal son does not change his money, your Yang Fan, this time it is really better, and he is capable, and the old sister will be happy in the future." "

In addition to his own family, if you want to say that the people in the village know the most about how much money Yang Fan makes, it has to be Liu Sufen and his wife, after all, they live next door, and they can often hear the movement next door, even if they can't hear it, they can smell it, and the food is really good.

Although Yu De can make money, their money is reluctant to be used for food and drink, most of them are saved, or they are subsidized for their children.

Zhao Yongmei waved her hand and said politely, and then said: "If you want me to say, I still married a good daughter-in-law." "

Yes, your Xiuying is really good, she is beautiful and capable, for so many years, Yang Fan is such a bastard, she hasn't given up. The

two silently made up for Xu Xiuying's patience and tireless teachings to Yang Fan in the past few years of marriage, and they both admired it very much.

house.

An An, who had new shoes to wear, immediately changed into small leather shoes, pulled her grandfather and mother, and let them look at them constantly.

Yang Fan handed Yang Jiefang some more meat and eggs, white sugar, brown sugar, etc., Zhao Yongmei came in and just saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "No need, you can keep these for yourself, don't worry about me and your father, we have money."

"Mom, this is my filial piety, what's so polite, besides, I have earned money today." Yang Fan, who earns more than 50 yuan a day, is a little nervous at the moment, especially wanting to share the news with his parents.

This kind of mood is completely absent in his previous life, in his previous life, with money, in addition to satisfying himself, he can only donate the money, and no one shares the joy of success with him at all.

Zhao Yongmei knew about Yang Fan's sale of clothes, but she didn't know what the specific cooperation was, she only knew that Yang Fan went to the county to sell skirts, and she could earn a few yuan by selling one.

"How much do you earn today?" Yang

Fan stretched out a slap to show her, Zhao Yongmei guessed: "Five yuan?" Although

five yuan is a lot, after all, Yang Fan has earned this income every day for nearly a month, and sometimes it is more than this, so this can no longer make Zhao Yongmei lose his temper.

"You add a zero after you.

"Fifty?!" The previous word was still loud, and the next word was automatically silenced, Zhao Yongmei looked at Yang Fan excitedly, grabbed his hand, and her voice was extremely low: "Son, you said you earned fifty today?"

"Hmm."

Zhao Yongmei looked at Xu Xiuying in disbelief, the latter nodded with a smile, Zhao Yongmei covered her chest excitedly when she saw this, and subconsciously looked for someone to share her joy, but Yang Fan and Xu Xiuying were obviously impossible, as for the granddaughter, she was still holding her new shoes and was stupid, and she didn't know what the adults were talking about.

So she looked at her old man, and saw that his face was quite calm, but the dry tobacco gun that had always been precious had fallen to the ground at some point, and she forgot to pick it up, if it wasn't for this betrayal of him, she thought he was so calm.