Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Duan Jiajia understood and suddenly showed a disgusting expression.

Who said Xu Shouye didn't understand anything?

People just understand so well!

We understand that raising children costs money, so Liu Mei’s job is very important.

What's more, if he didn't divorce Liu Mei, he might still be able to enjoy the blessings of everyone through the relationship with his children.

The scheming scumbag!

"Fortunately, we are moving. You see, this matter is not over yet." Duan Shunan shook his head, obviously disapproving.

Aunt Wang had talked about it to that extent today, but Liu Mei still couldn't let it go. She regarded Xu Shouye as a career she invested in and refused to let go.

Even if Xu Shouye is an investment project, this project is obviously losing money now, and it is necessary to stop the loss in time.

Liu Mei couldn't figure this out, and she would be at a disadvantage in the future.

Duan Jiajia and Duan Shunan's father and daughter did not interfere too much.

Liu Mei had no relationship with them, not to mention that Aunt Wang almost broke off Liu Mei's Tianling Gai to tell her that Xu Shouye was not someone to rely on, but Liu Mei still hesitated, so there was nothing to say.

"I made a few quilts at Liu Laosi's place. I saw that the four-piece sets are starting to be sold in the city. They are very beautiful. I will bring a few sets home some other day. What else is missing in your room? Tell dad! Yes! Now, I've asked Guohua to rent out your several houses with his colleagues. I'll tell you if there's any news." Duan Shunan cooks very quickly, preparing all the dishes with just a flick of a knife.

Garlic and ginger are just a slap on the back here in Duan Shunan.

Duan Jiajia shook his head, covered the pressure cooker, put on the gas valve, and put it on the stove with his hands on it: "I think they are all good, let's buy more slowly. Dad, what are the plans of Grandpa Huang's house next door? I see Granny Huang It seems that he still doesn’t know about the gold bars.”

"I don't care about other people's affairs." Duan Shunan didn't pay attention to how the Huang family arranged the gold bars.

Old Man Huang is not good at handling other people's housework, but he is very efficient at handling his own.

Rather than spending a lot of money to buy a house now, it's better to keep a close eye on your son first.

If the Duan family left in the front and the Huang family left in the back, everyone would be able to tell that there was something fishy about it.

"I told the Huang family before that we had the idea of ​​sharing risks at the beginning. No matter how much we tell the outside world that our family is in trouble, there will always be people who don't believe it. But the Huang family is different."

Duan Shunan explained to Duan Jiajia: "The Huang family has been in the forest farm for many years. Everyone in this large courtyard knows what kind of character Uncle Huang is. If he speaks for us, it will be more useful than the hundreds of words we say."

What's more, he doesn't plan to rent out this house, and he needs someone to help look after it.

Duan Shunan had heard of an empty house where educated youths left it to be looked after after returning to their hometowns. In the end, a family of people from who knows where came to live in an empty house, making it a mess.

Leave it to someone with a normal relationship to take care of it. Who knows what will happen over time?

In contrast, Duan Shunan felt most at ease if Old Man Huang was left to take care of the house.

"Okay, let's eat. We'll take it easy in the next few days. We're not in a hurry." Duan Shunan served fried cabbage, fried tofu, and braised short ribs.

The dishes on the table were so fragrant that Duan Jiajia had no idea of ​​talking about anything else.

Most of this house is filled with Duan Shunan's good memories. For Duan Jiajia, she really doesn't have much reluctance to part with the house she lives in now.

The father and daughter are like little hamsters moving, taking a little thing with them today and a little thing with them tomorrow.

Among them, Duan Jiajia’s books carry the most luggage.

Seeing the father and daughter moving back and forth, everyone in the courtyard and surrounding areas knew that they were really making money and leaving.

Among them, the way Fu Bao looked at Duan Jiajia was the strangest.

At home during the winter vacation, Duan Shunan had to drive, so Duan Jiajia took care of lunch by himself.

Carrying the cabbage and a small piece of meat he bought, Duan Jiajia was wondering whether to use the piece of meat to make meat soup or stir-fry the meat with rice.

When I walked to the door of my house, I heard the sound of the door opening from behind.

"Jiajia." Fu Bao stood at the door of his house, looking at her expectantly: "Can I talk to you?"

chat?

Duan Jiajia felt strange, how did Fubao do it, and still have to talk to him in the current situation?

Or, how does Fu Bao feel that she can still talk to him?

Not only did the two families break up, Duan Jiajia was also made things difficult by Ling Ye at school because of Fubao's relationship.

This matter was still brought up until the end of the semester.

Of course, the one being talked about was mainly Ling Ye.

Of course, the students stand with the students. No matter how handsome Ling Ye is, he is just a substitute teacher, and the students of the school will not let the students of the school unconscionably say that Duan Jiajia was not harmed because of Ling Ye.

It was only after something like Ling Ye happened that Fubao's friends tried to persuade her.

Who would have thought that Fubao wouldn't listen at all.

"What do you want to talk about?" Duan Jiajia stood at the door. He had no intention of approaching Fubao, nor did he mean to ask Fubao to come over. He stood at the door with an obvious intention to refuse.

Fu Bao sighed. She also knew that the relationship between the two families was very bad now.

But, she had a dream.

"Jiajia, if your family moves away, will you never come back?" Fu Bao asked softly.

It was as if he was afraid that someone would hear his words.

Duan Jiajia didn't know why, but nodded: "It's no accident."

"Then your house is not for rent? I want to ask, is your house for sale?" Fu Bao bit his lower lip, his heart beating like a drum.

She wasn't sure if what she dreamed was true, but what if it was?

This house contains the necessary conditions for the rise of the Meng family.

Duan Jiajia frowned, put the vegetable basket on the window sill beside him, and walked up to Fu Bao.

She could see Fu Bao's nervous look, it was not an act.

But why?

"Can't your family live in it? Our two families have similar layouts. It's impossible for each person in your family to have one room, right?"

Duan Jiajia asked tentatively.

Even so, considering the size of the two houses, if it is crowded, three rooms can be separated.

Fu Bao shook his head quickly.

I don't know why, but ever since he had that dream, Fu Bao always felt afraid that he couldn't hold his head up when he looked at Duan Jiajia.

It seems that only one person can always exist openly and honestly between himself and Duan Jiajia.

"I...I...I'm fine!" Fu Bao looked at Duan Jiajia's eyes that seemed to understand everything. He was so shocked that he quickly turned around and left, and stopped asking about the house.

Duan Jiajia frowned deeply when she saw Fu Bao hiding in the house.

Is her house so attractive?

Or can the power of plot really have such a big impact?

At this time, the Fubao family still wants her house?

Duan Jiajia only felt absurd.

Is it because they are the protagonist’s family?

Duan Jiajia couldn't figure it out, but when he entered the house, he couldn't help but look back at the front door of Fubao's house.