With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

As soon as Xue Ming got home, he was hugged tightly by his daughter-in-law, who burst into tears, and all the negative emotions such as worry and fear turned into tears of grievance.

Zhao Erlian coughed and turned around to go out. He closed the door and raised his head to look at the sky at a 45-degree angle. He felt uncomfortable because his sister was so sad.

"Husband, let's not do this. Let's live a good life and not take risks, okay?" Zhao Xue burst into tears.

Xue Ming could only smile bitterly and hug her tightly. As the saying goes, a horse will not grow fat without a night of grass, and a person will not be rich without a windfall. Only speculation can make a lot of money.

If there were no storms in the next ten years, Xue Ming could give up his desire for money. Now his desire for money is extremely strong.

The speculation that just happened taught him a lesson. The Zhao family's role could only ensure that he was treated fairly.

In the future, what is needed for handling cases will be witnesses and physical evidence, but now what is needed is the confession of the criminal suspect. As long as the suspect signs and stamps the confession, he can be convicted. Sometimes, a confession is not even required.

If there were no Zhao family, Xue Ming would definitely be taken away by the inspection team for investigation. They have too many ways to obtain Xue Ming's confession, which is a very scary thing.

In a few years, the Zhao family will be like a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and will not be able to protect themselves. They will definitely not have the energy to take care of the safety of the Xue family. Xue Ming can only turn the tide on his own.

Money is the hard currency. If you save money as hard as you can now, and then spend it as hard as you can when the storm comes, it is still very reliable to use money to protect the safety of your loved ones.

"Husband, please promise me that we will stop speculating." Zhao Xue begged.

"Okay, let's find a place to burn the remaining four hundred urea bags later." Xue Ming said seriously.

Zhao Xue stopped crying instantly and looked up at her husband's chin weakly, "Do we still have four hundred urea bags?"

"Wait for me." Xue Ming touched her head, turned around and went out to the warehouse next door, and took out a sack containing four hundred urea bags from the space.

He carried the sack back to the bedroom to show it to his wife, "Fortunately, the inspection team didn't discover where I hid the sack. Now I'll take it to the kitchen and burn it."

After saying that, she pretended to go out with the sack. Zhao Xue subconsciously stretched out her hands to grab the sack. These were all money, how could they be burned?

Xue Ming put down the sack and smiled evilly, "I knew you couldn't bear to part with it. This is not a urea bag, this is money, so go and step on the sewing machine."

People died for money and birds died for food. Zhao Xue struggled for three minutes and decided to give it all. She ran to the door and asked Zhao Erlian to go home. He locked the door and turned on the sewing machine to continue making pants.

Four hundred bags can make four hundred pairs of pants, which can be sold for at least twelve hundred yuan. Only a fool would burn so much money on fire.

In the living room of the Jin family compound, the head of the Jin family, Jin Tiezhu, had a sinking face. The air was eerily quiet, and no one in the room dared to say a word.

"Let's do business." Jin Tiezhu's words were like a bombshell. Everyone in the Jin family was stunned. Doing business meant that Jin Buer had been given up by the Jin family.

"Jin Bufan, look at the good things you have done. From now on, you stay at home and study hard. You are not allowed to cause trouble to Xue Ming again without my instructions." Jin Tiezhu patted Jin Bufan on the shoulder and walked out slowly.

The Jin family members left one after another, and Jin Bufan dragged heavy steps back to his small courtyard, locked himself in his room and meditated.

No matter how hard I try, I still can't figure out why I lost to Xue Ming. What on earth is that disguise mask?

A few days later, the urea pants case was handled coldly, and both the buyer and seller were jailed. Zhao Qinghong immediately informed Xue Ming of the good news.

Some time later, the batch of confiscated urea pants appeared in the department store, and Xue Ming immediately took Zhao Xue to watch the fun.

There was a long queue in front of the wardrobe counter. Zhao Xue smiled and asked the salesperson, "Hello, comrade, how can I sell urea pants?"

"Five yuan plus three feet of cloth, only children's pants, no adults." The salesperson said, pointing to the sign on the counter.

Xue Ming wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, thinking that the price was not cheap and the price of the four hundred pairs of urea pants in the space should be increased.

The biggest winner in that case was of course Xue Ming. First of all, Jin Buer could rest for a long time after being imprisoned for eight years. He no longer had to worry about him sending people to Zhao Village to investigate Li Chuanying's details.

As long as Li Chuanying's background as a capitalist descendant is not revealed, the storm in the future will not involve her and her children, which is more important to Xue Ming than anything else.

Secondly, Xue Ming kept the payment for five taels of gold, which is eight hundred yuan, and his small treasury was full again.

Zhao Xue took her husband to her aunt's office, locked the door and hung it on her husband, "We are getting rich, we are getting rich, hubby, we are getting rich."

"Yes, our products will only cost five yuan each in the future, but we only have so much inventory." Xue Ming was also very happy.

My wife and sister worked overtime day and night to make 400 pairs of trousers out of 400 urea bags. There will be no more urea bags in the future.

It is estimated that the country will import urea from Japan next year. No matter how many tons he imports, the urea bags will not be owned by Xue Ming.

"We'll talk about it when my husband gets home." Zhao Xue smiled from ear to ear. The couple returned home and closed the door to discuss how to sell the goods.

"Husband, we are asking for leave to sell goods in other places. Our dad said that the news has been too tight recently, so we should not sell the goods in our hands for the time being." Zhao Xue said cautiously.

Xue Ming smiled and said nothing. His wife's views had been biased by him. She had no politically correct ideas in her mind, only the persistence of accompanying her husband through thick and thin.

"Why are you laughing? Am I wrong?" Zhao Xue took off her shoes and sat on her husband's lap, acting coquettishly.

"You don't have to worry about selling goods. I have arranged everything. Just wait at home and count the money. Now let's do something interesting." Xue Ming reached out to unbutton his wife's buttons.

"It's disgusting. Why do you do that kind of thing in broad daylight? You're not afraid of being heard." Zhao Xue's eyes began to blur, and her breathing gradually began to become rapid.

She said she was not good but her body was very honest. Every night she would pester her husband to do his homework.

It has been a year since the first time and her stomach has not responded, and she is already anxious.

After finishing the work, Xue Ming, who was exhausted, was too lazy to eat dinner and slept until eight o'clock in the night before waking up and found Zhao Xue lying on the desk preparing lessons.

Xue Ming got out of bed and walked over quietly, holding her head in his hands and raising her head, "Don't be too close to the table, as it may cause myopia. Do you know what myopia is?"

"I know." Zhao Xue smiled and leaned her head on her husband, "There are meat buns on the table, go and eat quickly."

"Isn't our mother asleep yet? You go to sleep with her later. After dinner, I will go out to sell goods." Xue Ming rubbed her hair and went to eat steamed buns.

"Be careful and ask your second brother to accompany you." Zhao Xue felt that selling goods at night was feasible.

If someone reports him, he still has enough time to escape. I believe no one can catch him with his skills.