The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Today is probably a good day for Uncle Zhang. He has been collecting scraps for so many years, and he has never seen anyone pay a high price for his scraps. Today, for the first time, he actually met three of them.

Yes, three.

After Jian Xining and Qin Zheng left, Jian Yingxue and Han Xingxian also came.

They were also looking for middle school and high school textbooks, but not newspapers.

The price they offered was also one cent per catty. Uncle Zhang did not agree and wanted [-] cents. Han Xingxian was not happy and thought Uncle Zhang was crazy. He could buy an egg with a little more money.

But Jian Yingxue gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

Han Xingxian pulled Jian Yingxue, "Yingxue, are you crazy too? These are just waste paper to him."

"But it is of great use to us, Xingxian, have you forgotten what I said? For our future, what does it matter if we spend more money now?" Jian Yingxue advised Han Xingxian.

Han Xingxian was still a little worried and asked: "Are what you said true? There is no news at all now. It will really recover next year..."

Jian Yingxue nodded, "Of course it's true. You don't believe me? I'm a lucky girl. You have to believe in my ability to predict things."

Han Xingxian gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I'll buy it for two cents a pound."

Jian Yingxue nodded with satisfaction. As long as her title of blessed daughter is still there, Han Xingxian will listen to her in everything.

Their future will definitely be very good, and she will definitely be happier than Jian Xining this time.

She went to talk to Uncle Zhang about the price with a straight face, looking condescending, somewhat looking down on Uncle Zhang who collected scraps. After all, in later generations, collecting scraps was not a respectable job.

Uncle Zhang didn't like her very much when he looked at her. She was far different from the beautiful girl before. He didn't want to sell it to her at first, but who could resist money? It was only two cents a pound.

So he asked Jian Yingxue and Han Xingxian to find the same pile that Jian Xining had found. The request was still the same, don't mess it up for him.

Han Xingxian was a little irritable, "Two cents a pound, and you still want us to do it ourselves?"

"What? You're not happy? If you're not happy, just leave. Don't block me from the sun." Uncle Zhang smoked a cigarette with one hand and waved it with the other hand, like a fly.

Han Xingxian frowned, "You old man is so rude."

"I'm just so rude, you can find someone else to go to." Uncle Zhang knocked on the cigarette pole and started to chase people away.

"We'll look for it ourselves." Jian Yingxue pulled Han Xingxian and asked him to rummage among the piles with her.

But Han Xingxian stood still. He looked at the white shirt he was wearing, for fear of getting stained. This was a new one. He was reluctant to wear it on weekdays. He only wore it when he came to town today.

He originally thought that following Jian Yingxue, a lucky girl, would lead to some good things. It would be nice for him to dress decently, but he didn't expect that Jian Yingxue would actually ask him to dig through these rags.

He was a little unhappy.

Jian Yingxue also saw that he was not happy, so she said gently: "It's okay, I'll come find him. You have a rest, and we'll go to a state-owned restaurant to buy meat buns to eat later."

Han Xingxian's expression softened, he nodded, and found a place to sit aside. He took out a book from somewhere and took it in his hand to read.

Jian Yingxue looked at him reading, and felt sweet and beautiful in her heart. Xingxian was so serious and hardworking, no wonder he would be very successful in the future.

She turned through the waste papers even harder.

Jian Yingxue has been working in the fields all year round, and she doesn't care about anything when she works. Now she is sitting in a pile of waste paper, rummaging through it. Her two braids are in the way of her chest, so she ties them behind her head. , a pair of rough and black hands are very strong, and when he bends over, his back is arched, making him look like a strong back.

Because she worked too hard, her face was covered in sweat, and her eyebrows, which were grayed with a pot, were washed down by the sweat, making her face, which was not very white, even more dirty.

Han Xingxian read for a while, then looked up and frowned. Will she be his wife from now on?

This is too ugly, right?

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the appearance of Jian Xining he saw today. It was as different as the sky and the earth.

It would be great if Jian Xining was a lucky girl, but why is it Jian Yingxue?