The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

"Zhuzhu, talk, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll take you to the hospital!"

Jiang Duo's nervous voice brought back Mingzhu's reason.

Mingzhu loosened her arms around him, grabbed his arm that was about to pull her up, and looked at him with a smile: "I'm not uncomfortable, I just had a terrible nightmare and was obsessed with it. In the dream, I was pregnant, and you accompanied me to the hospital for a check-up. After I came out, I couldn't find you. I ran and ran, as if I had run into... a strange place. I heard a lot of sounds. I knew I know it’s just a dream, but I can’t wake up.”

Mingzhu hugged him again, aggrieved and squeamish: "Husband, you lost me in your dream."

"I'm sorry," Jiang Duo also hugged her tightly and stroked her back: "It was my fault."

Mingzhu tilted her head slightly and looked at his face seriously: "You should also apologize for what happened in the dream. That doesn't count."

"Whether it's a dream or reality, I can't lose you. Even in a dream, I should hold your hand tightly and never let go."

Mingzhu nodded: "Well, next time I dream about you, I will definitely connect your hand to mine, so that we will not be separated even in the dream."

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Duo could clearly see the faint mist in his eyes as bright as pearls and stars.

It was like a huge wave arose on the calm sea, overturning the unconcealed fear in his heart.

He hugged her tightly in his arms again.

For some reason, he always had a bad premonition in his heart. Although this strange feeling had always been there, today, when he couldn't shake her awake, that premonition was infinitely amplified and became particularly strong.

It was so strong that he even felt that he might lose her soon.

Mingzhu rested her head on his shoulder, feeling his warmth, and her emotions gradually calmed down.

She also dreamed about her family last time, but it has been so long, isn't she still living in this era?

Maybe... that was just a dream.

The only thing that makes her very uneasy now is... In the dream, she has a pregnant belly, and she looks like she is eight or nine months old...

Could that be a sign?

Is it...

Mingzhu closed her eyes, unable to think any more.

Instead of worrying unfoundedly, it is better to cherish every day.

"Husband, I feel calm now. I'm fine now. Let's go to sleep." "Is everything really fine?"

"Well, I promise."

"Okay," Jiang Duo didn't sleep well that night. He would get up every few minutes to listen to her breathing.

He knew that Mingzhu didn't sleep well either, because it wasn't until the latter half of the night that her breathing truly stabilized.

He held her tightly in his arms. A person who never believed in gods and Buddhas actually started to pray after meeting Mingzhu, hoping that the bad premonition would never happen, because he just wanted to be with Mingzhu peacefully. grow old together.

The next morning, when the two of them were having dinner, they both made a tacit agreement not to mention what happened last night again.

Mingzhu has regained her strength and decided to enjoy herself in time and spend every day well.

She told him for a while that she was going to the city center to treat Zheng Min's face.

Jiang Duo was worried and went to see Wang Cuiju and asked her to go out with Mingzhu.

Wang Cuiju waited for Mingzhu to go to the bus stop. On the way, she gossiped with her: "Although Chen Fengjiao moved into the Huang family last night, she was beaten."

Mingzhu expected that Chen Fengjiao would not have a good time even after going to the Huang family.

But she didn't expect that she would be beaten on the first night she moved in.

"Are the Huang family planning to stop pretending? Chen Fengjiao just went there and they beat someone up?"

Wang Cuiju curled her lips: "Their family's face has been completely disgraced, what else can they pretend to do? This is even more exaggerated. Chen Fengjiao used to be in Qinling, but she didn't do any work. Qinling came back after a busy day, and she had to Cook for her, feed the children, and listen to her scolding.

But early this morning, the old Sun's wife unexpectedly saw Chen Fengjiao with a bruised nose and face coming out to carry coal to burn the stove for heating and cooking for the large family. Just like that, Huang Yu scolded her for making bad food in the morning. She really deserved it, retribution. "

Mingzhu pursed her lips.

Isn't this the good day Chen Fengjiao is looking forward to?

This is just the beginning. From now on, such 'good days' will be inevitable, so let her slowly 'enjoy' them.

It only took Mingzhu three days to help Zheng Min get rid of all the acne on her face.

Zheng Min looked at her face with only a few mottled red marks left, and was extremely excited to thank Mingzhu for saving her.

Mingzhu packed up her aluminum box and handed her a box of cream: "Your basic problem has been solved. From tomorrow on, I won't come, but you can't relax your vigilance. After washing your face every morning and evening, , use this instead of cream on your face, and within a few days, your face will return to normal skin color, and the hydration will be improved by more than one level.”

Zheng Min nodded, and when Mingzhu was about to leave, she stopped Mingzhu: "Ms. Ming, wait a minute, haven't you ever thought about letting more people recognize such good products?"

Mingzhu's eyebrows rolled, and after meeting Zheng Min's eyes for a moment, she smiled: "If Miss Zheng is willing to talk through your father, I would be very happy to sell my products in a regular place."

Zheng Min smiled: "I talked about this when I had dinner with my parents yesterday. My dad said that he could help you go to the hospital to have a look and sell this product in the hospital."

Mingzhu shook her head: "The hospital is not suitable. My ancestral secret recipe cannot be leaked. It is not suitable to sell products without prescription in the hospital. In addition, my products are suitable for all skin types. If there is a problem, treat the problem. If there is no problem, just leave it to the skin." Taking it to the next level, this kind of two-way adjustable product is more suitable for sale in department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives.”

Zheng Min was a little confused after listening to Mingzhu's words: "Do you already have an idea in your mind?"

Mingzhu just thought of it. She is the best at seizing opportunities.

She chuckled: "Yes, if department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives can provide separate counters to sell my products, I can be responsible for supplying the goods, paying the staff's wages, and sending people to teach the staff how to make medicine for customers. Post service.

My only request is that the right to sell products should not be given to whomever the person in charge of the department store or supply and marketing cooperative says, but in the order in which we registered. This can avoid the embarrassment of people who need it not being able to buy the product. . "

Zheng Min understood what Mingzhu meant. She wanted to ensure that her products really got into the hands of those who needed them, not the rich and powerful.

She nodded: "This will definitely happen."

Mingzhu stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Zheng Min: "Then let's officially make friends today. If this happens, you will be my partner. You and your mother will use my products for free for life, and I will return them to you. Commission, I look forward to your good news and happy cooperation.”

Zheng Min smiled slightly: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

Once the product enters shopping malls and supply and marketing cooperatives, it will be on the right track. It can avoid a lot of troubles of 'fake goods' and 'speculation', and it can also make the product more high-end.

Mingzhu's crooked ways this time can be regarded as unintentionally opening up a new path and making a lot of money.