Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Huang Qianqian thought to herself, could it be that his father was doing business with Han Yingxue?

But now, what kind of business can his father and Han Yingxue do?

Huang Qianqian thought about it in her heart, and after thinking about it, she found that Han Yingxue might do some kind of business with his father.

Buy and sell food!

Of course, this was just her guess. She didn't know whether Han Yingxue was here to buy food, but her heart tightened when she thought of buying food.

Her father must not give these grains to Han Yingxue. First of all, Huang Qianqian really hates Han Yingxue, so naturally it would be different for her father to sell the grains to Han Yingxue.

The second reason is that Murong Yinyin wanted this batch of food. She naturally hoped that her father could keep the food and sell it to Murong Yinyin instead of Han Yingxue.

"No!" Huang Qianqian shook her head in her heart. She didn't want to sell the food to Han Yingxue. She was counting on this food to please Murong Yinyin. If the food was not given to Murong Yinyin, Murong Yinyin would probably I'm too lazy to talk to her anymore!

"No, no~" Huang Qianqian said and ran out.

Duan Murong asked, "Qianqian, where are you going?"

Huang Qianqian paused, turned around, and said to Duan Murong, "Rong'er, wait for me here. I'll be back later."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to eavesdrop on what this little bitch and my dad are doing. If something happens, I have to stop my dad!"

Duan Murong nodded.

"Okay, then Yin Yin, go quickly!"

"Uh-huh!"

Huang Qianqian turned around and ran towards Huang Qiang's house.

When Han Yingxue went to Huang Qiang's place, she found that Huang Qiang was practicing calligraphy in the room.

Han Yingxue knocked on the door and came in, and saw the calligraphy written on the table.

When Huang Qiang saw Han Yingxue coming, he immediately asked Han Yingxue to sit down.

Han Yingxue shook her head and said, "It's okay, Boss Huang, I don't have to do it, I just watch you practice calligraphy!"

Huang Qiang smiled and said, "I am just bored at home and have nothing to do, so I write this."

"Practicing calligraphy is good. It can cultivate your sentiments. If you don't find some fun in life, it will be too boring."

Huang Qiang smiled heartily and said, "Haha, I found that I like what you said the most. What you said doesn't sound like it was said by a girl of thirteen or fourteen. If you ignored your age, I would really I thought I had found a soulmate.”

"Boss Huang, you've given me a reward~"

"No, haha, it would be great if I had a daughter like you. I have so many children, but none of them can talk to me."

Han Yingxue laughed. She had no intention of recognizing Huang Qiang as her godfather. Thinking about being a sister with a woman like Huang Qianqian, Han Yingxue felt a headache and nausea.

"Haha, Han Yingxue, come here and see how my calligraphy is?"

Huang Qiang didn't even think about whether Han Yingxue, a little girl, had ever learned to read or write, so he just called Han Yingxue and asked her to appreciate it for him.

Han Yingxue looked at Huang Qiang's calligraphy and had to say that Huang Qiang's calligraphy was very good and his calligraphy skills were very good.

Han Yingxue was curious. Huang Qiang, a businessman, was different from other businessmen in that he actually liked these leisurely things.