Rebirth Seventy Silly Wife, She Has a Space of Fortune

Han Jiaojiao vaguely remembered that there were indeed medicinal fields around Chunshan County.

However, there are only two places. Setting the factory in Chunshan County is indeed convenient for the supply of raw materials and the output of finished products.

She nodded: "When the factory and airport are built, the development of Chunshan County will skyrocket..."

If you buy a few houses before the demolition, will you make a fortune...

Han Jiaojiao was very happy thinking about it: "Ah sneeze!"

"Sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay. Maybe it's because I'm on my period, so I feel chilly."

"Just say you are stupid and don't even know whether you are cool or not!"

Zhong Shun complained, got up and went to the kitchen to boil some ginger and green onion water for her: "It will make you feel better after one sip!"

Han Jiaojiao looked at him with a smile.

Zhong Shun's face turned red when she stared at her, and he said arrogantly: "I don't care about you, I'm afraid that my brother will be infected by you!"

"I know, I know, Er Gouzi cares about Brother Goumao the most!"

puff!

Shen Junshan's complaining eyes almost made Han Jiaojiao laugh to the ground.

She is so cool!

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Ma Changshou walked around the food in circles.

The sweet and sour squirrel mandarin fish, the fragrant steamed pork with rice flour, and the full-flavored braised pork ribs, each dish is a solid dish individually.

His chopsticks almost drowned people, but Du Ling couldn't move his chopsticks and he didn't dare to move either.

Ma Changshou was impatient: "Please, please, please come and eat. If you don't eat, it will get cold."

After Du Ling received the reply, everyone was stunned.

The son didn't want to come, and the daughter-in-law was sick. She bought a lot of vegetables and there was no room to stuff them in the kitchen.

Suddenly the dinner was no longer fragrant, and the steamed pork ribs had no flavor at all.

She looked at the food on the table and sighed: "The food is tasteless."

"What's so tasteless? Your son was stabbed in the first place..."

Du Ling glared at her fiercely, and Ma Changshou immediately changed his mind: "He was accidentally injured, so he should rest more. As for your daughter-in-law, she may have gotten sick after traveling a long distance. She can just pick up some things and take a look at her some other time."

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"What did you say?"

"I told you to pick up something and go take a look."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of this!"

Du Ling immediately became happy: "If he doesn't come, I can go! Do you think Junshan will like these three dishes?"

"I……"

"Forget it, you can't be right. You'll know whether he likes it or not. Please give it a try. Has my craftsmanship deteriorated?"

Du Ling happily served Ma Changshou some vegetables. The fish and meat in his bowl had already piled up into a small mountain.

With all these delicious food, Ma Changshou was not happy at all.

He's not a big fan, so why would he pile it up and pour it into his mouth...

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Zhong Shun finished washing the dishes and walked quietly into Shen Junshan's room. He pointed to Han Jiaojiao on the bed and gently put down the two medicine bottles.

Zhong Shun: "Are you really sick?"

"37.8, low fever."

"I just said something was wrong with my situation, my voice sounded a bit weird, and I was sneezing! You little fool is trying to be brave, so you should be punished!"

Zhong Shun shook his head and bent down to put her shoes away: "Brother, I'll sleep here tonight. If you need to be sent to the hospital, I'll help you carry him."

"Well, let A Fang get you a new towel."

"I know, I'll boil some more ginger and green onion water for her and she'll be fine."

Zhong Shun walked out of the room quietly.

Han Jiaojiao squinted her eyes in a daze. Although she only had a low-grade fever, her body seemed to be particularly sensitive to the virus and she couldn't stand even a little bit of dizziness.

As if he was seriously ill, he fell on the bed motionless, and could only vaguely see the outline of Shen Junshan.

"Jiaojiao, open your mouth and drink the medicine. After drinking the medicine, you won't feel uncomfortable anymore."

Shen Junshan is used to taking care of each other with his brothers in the army, especially for younger soldiers, he naturally plays the role of a parent.

But those are all recruits with rough skin and thick flesh, and they are incomparable to Jiaojiao.

Shen Junshan helped her up from the bed as gently as possible, let her rest on his lap, held her head and said, "Be good, open your mouth."

Han Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes, and as soon as she tasted the unique taste of syrup, she immediately wiped the medicine from the tip of her tongue.

He tilted his head and vomited all of it onto his shorts.

Shen Junshan was not angry either. He had expected this situation and had prepared a towel to wipe it clean in advance.

He helped her up and tried to pry her mouth open with a spoon, but he heard Han Jiaojiao's "嘤嘤嘤" sound, and then she threw herself into his arms.

From the neck to the chest, from the chest to the stomach, and then lay back on his lap obediently.

Every place that could be rubbed was rubbed, and Shen Junshan was helpless...

"Jiaojiao, youhua plum, the kind that's super sour, salty, and unpalatable."

He took a gray plum and rubbed it on her lips. Han Jiaojiao licked her lips and her mouth lifted up when she tasted the taste.

She closed her eyes, raised her head and opened her mouth to swallow it.

Shen Junshan seized the opportunity and put a full spoonful of syrup into her throat.

A large mouthful of syrup slipped into Han Jiaojiao's throat unexpectedly, and the hairs on Han Jiaojiao's body exploded!

Shen Junshan smiled slightly: "Xiao Hei is also like you when he sees a dead mouse!"

"Who is Xiao Hei?"

"The little black cat raised by Uncle Zhang is called Xiaohei."

Han Jiaojiao felt aggrieved for Xiao Hei. The name was chosen too hastily. At least it should be like her, with a three-character name...

Han Jiaojiao rolled on the bed twice, feeling dizzy and unable to roll anymore, and fell asleep deeply with the plum in her mouth.

Shen Junshan covered her with a quilt, wrapping her tightly like a little rice dumpling.

I went to get some hot water and helped her wipe her forehead and hands to cool down from time to time.

Finally, in the middle of the night, her temperature had dropped, but Shen Junshan was extremely tired.

At the beginning of the period, he sat by the bed and took care of her.

Then, someone was wrapped in a ball of rice dumplings and moved to his lap.

In the end, I don’t know how it developed, but the ball of rice dumplings captured him and clung to his body like an abalone.

Fortunately, Han Jiaojiao's body was warm enough and her small body was light enough. Shen Junshan didn't sleep that night, and she was quite beautiful...

Han Jiaojiao fell into a drowsy sleep.

There was a man in the dream whose facial features were 60-70% similar to Shen Junshan's, but she was sure that man was not Shen Junshan.

Because the other person is old and bald, looks at people with cold and sharp eyes, and has a cool look.

There were several people around him, pointing in his direction and yelling and yelling. They were scolding Shen Junshan, probably saying that he was vicious and had done things to his family.

The man couldn't help but rushed over and slapped Shen Junshan twice.

Han Jiaojiao was so angry in her dream that she rushed over to the man and slapped her wildly: "Bald man, if you dare to hit my husband, I will pluck out all your thin hairs! If you dare not touch my man, I will make you a eunuch."

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"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, stop it quickly... Jiaojiao!"

Han Jiaojiao was awakened by a familiar voice and was shocked when she saw the situation in front of her...