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"Put your things down and get out of here."

"Okay!"

Feng Dongyang turned around and left.

Walking to the door, Feng Dongyang stuck his head in and said, "Director, the sky is cloudy again and it's probably going to rain. I won't be here in the next few days."

"I didn't ask you to come every day."

Feng Dongyang, who was disliked: "..."

When the sky said it was cloudy, it became cloudy.

The floods haven't receded yet and it's going to rain again.

It seemed as if he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for the common people.

There was no rain before, so everyone got up early and stayed up late, and it took a month to finish watering the ground.

Before I could take a breath, the flood came again.

The flood washed away a piece of fertile land on the farm.

The cornfield on the hillside is growing much better than before.

Meng Wantang raised his head and saw that it was going to rain, so he sped up the weeding.

When I go out to work these days, I get a lot of tan even when I'm fully armed.

Meng Wantang thought about going back to make a facial cream.

It costs a lot of money to go to the countryside for free clinics.

In order to make money, she would make some ancient recipes from ancient books and upload them to the Internet.

The first video Meng Wantang uploaded was about making beauty cream.

This video shows a group of handsome men and beauties dancing, showing off their figures, and making delicious food during a live broadcast.

It has more than 2000 million fans.

On the surface, she is making facial cream, but in fact, she is secretly selling clothes.

When she earns money from carrying goods, she buys medicinal materials.

Meng Wantang knows very well what netizens are most interested in, such as the ancient prescriptions written in novels and the beauty and skin care products related to the palace. As long as they are produced, the number of clicks will skyrocket.

As long as it has something to do with beauty and skin care, the data is very good.

If you were to make a video about dog-skin plaster, not only would it be unattractive, but it would also look a little scary.

Anyway, pretty boys and girls won’t watch it.

The data will naturally not be good either.

In order to maintain the popularity, Meng Wantang deliberately dug out all the ancient books collected at home to study, and also asked friends to help collect some such books.

Who knew these friends were quite unreliable.

I got a beauty formula book that looked fake.

It reads: Palace beauty and beauty secrets.

Another children's book is even more outrageous.

Opening the dusty book, the first page reads: "Do you know why thin horses are so popular? You will know after you open this book."

Meng Wantang searched for a long time before he found the title of the book in the lower right corner. When he saw the title clearly, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Skinny horse training manual?

Are you sure this is a secret?

Meng Wantang thought that the things written in these two books were all misleading.

So she started a live broadcast to study it with everyone.

Some things are gimmicks in themselves.

When Meng Wantang showed the secret manual, the audience in the live broadcast room saw the name of the manual, and they all booed and asked her to make the formula inside.

Meng Wantang knew that these things were harmless to the body, so he boldly researched and used them.

What’s horrifying is that these things actually work.

The number of fans on her account increased sharply again.

Meng Wantang felt uncomfortable when she thought about the amount of gold she entered into her account that day.

"Don't feel bad! Spring will come to you soon. In less than two years, the first wave of wealthy people will appear. You must seize the opportunity and become the first group of people to become rich."

Meng Wantang feels that it is not easy for herself, and now she has learned to PUA herself.

By the 70s, wealthy people had access to television and had washing machines and refrigerators at home.

People who are not rich, like her, are still worried about their livelihood.

After returning home from work, Meng Wantang started cooking again.

She feels like her life consists of cooking and taking care of her children.

While others were asleep, he had to wash the children's and his own clothes and hang them up to dry after taking a bath. If they are not washed today, the children will not have clean clothes to wear tomorrow.

Even though it's still summer now, when the autumn harvest comes, the weather will be cold and the children will have to wear thick clothes.

Not only children, but also adults in the family should prepare sweaters and woolen pants.

After preparing sweaters and woolen trousers, you should also prepare cotton-padded clothes, trousers and cotton shoes.

And this does not mean that all you need to prepare is money.

Lu Qingye didn't go to work, so he probably didn't even have 15 yuan when he was paid.

Meng Wantang sighed.

"Did something happen to you?"

The window was open. Lu Qingye heard the sigh and took the initiative to ask.

Meng Wantang was lighting the fire and said, "I haven't encountered anything big. I'm just thinking that you may not be able to make much money next month, and I'm a little worried."

Lu Qingye: "..."

The wounds on his body were old wounds.

Nothing happened at first. If I hadn't been hit hard by a log in the river, I wouldn't have delayed going to work.

"Come in."

Lu Qingye saw the leather bag placed on the edge of the kang and called for someone.

"Wait a minute. Coming soon."

Meng Wantang thought he was going to the toilet, so he carefully filled the firewood into the kitchen hall, then pulled the firewood outside aside, then got up and entered the house.

She bent down and picked up the spittoon and handed it to Lu Qingye, saying crisply: "Here."

Lu Qingye: "..."

"what happened?"

Seeing that he was still moving, Meng Wantang passed the spittoon inside again.

Lu Qingye held his forehead and said speechlessly: "I don't need it."

"You don't need this thing, are you going to solve it just like this?" Meng Wantang looked horrified, and her eyes turned towards him.

Lu Qingye couldn't stand the look in her eyes.

"That's not why I asked you to come in. Look at the thing on your left."

Lu Qingye felt that if she didn't explain, she wouldn't know where she would go.

"It's not like I didn't hand you a spittoon. Why are you so shy? I'm not in the room to listen."

Meng Wantang thought he was embarrassed, so he lowered his head and saw the leather bag placed on the anti-inflammatory bag, feeling that it looked very familiar.

Lu Qingye: "Open it and take a look."

"Ah! Wait a minute."

Meng Wantang bent down, put down the spittoon and turned out.

She remembered what that thing was.

Meng Wantang washed her hands seriously, wiped them clean, and then shyly opened the door curtain and entered the house.

Seeing that she seemed to be on a blind date, Lu Qingye picked up the leather strap with embarrassment and opened it carefully.

"Wow!"

Meng Wantang exclaimed.

This sound fully revealed her joyful mood.

"Where did this thing come from?" Meng Wantang asked in surprise.

Lu Qingye breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly: "I asked my colleague to ask for help. Is it okay?"

"Okay, that's great."

Meng Wantang looked at the silver needle and couldn't put it down.

This set is really complete.

Meng Wantang said excitedly: "Come, lie down and I will give you two injections."

Lu Qingye was stunned: "Now?"

"Otherwise, how long will you have to wait?" Meng Wantang suddenly realized when he saw that he didn't move after finishing speaking, "Don't worry, I have learned it before, and I am not using you to practice."