80's Wedding Night: Fat Girl is Beautiful and Hot

Chapter 280 Ginseng Has a Problem
After dinner, the weather became cooler and the hot sun had already set. Chen Shuhui began to plant fruit trees.

They are not in the courtyard house, but in Tian's house.In the past, she bought two fruit trees and gave them half of them.

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Tian Shuanghong's house is also a welfare home divided by units.However, at his level, he can live a lifetime.There is a small yard at the front and back of the house.This is enough for two fruit trees.

There is one left.Chen Shuhui plans to plant it in the yard of Tian Futong's home.

Although his yard is large, it has already been laid out.Only one fruit tree can be planted in the corner.

"Leave the peach tree to grandpa." Tian Weichuan said, "Grandpa likes to eat peaches." As for his parents, they don't particularly like to eat them.They can grow anything.

"Okay." Chen Shuhui personally put the young saplings into the pit dug out by the leaves: "You can eat the fruit this autumn."

"Not so fast." Li Hongzao, who watched the exciting scene nearby, said: "At least we have to wait until next year."

"No, I bought seedlings for three years, and they will bear fruit this year." Chen Shuhui said.

"Son, you don't look like a countryman." Li Hongzao said with a smile: "The fruit trees transplanted in the first year don't like to bear fruit."

"If you don't like knots, you don't have knots." Chen Shuhui kept silent, patted the dirt on her hands, and went into the house to wash her hands.

These fruit trees are sure to bear fruit this year.She has to get them used to the fact that she can grow flowers, plants, fruit and trees.

In the future, she will point to this to make money.

She is going to be a mother soon.She estimates that she will not have time to pursue her own career in the next few years, and the social environment will not allow her to achieve a big career.She doesn't really want to go out and hang out with a bunch of guys.It is best to grow flowers and sell fruits at home and earn a lot of money.

After planting the fruit trees, the sky darkened, and the two returned to the room.

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At night, Yang Jianshe tossed and turned.He always felt that there was no fragrance of flowers in the air, as if there was no oxygen, which made him have a splitting headache and was out of breath.

None of the medicines seem to be working tonight.

After drinking the traditional Chinese medicine before, he could obviously feel that his body was getting better and better, but today, he only felt more and more uncomfortable, and even had a feeling of death.

He immediately called Qin Ce.

Qin Ce came to feel his pulse.He suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurried to check the medicine residue.

The dregs are right, but there is a problem with ginseng, and he doesn't want to throw it away every time he cooks it.He immediately asked Yang Jianshe to open the safe for inspection.

Yang Jianshe locked these precious and life-saving things in a safe, cutting off a small piece to cook every time.

"There will be no mistakes. No one can touch it except me." Yang Jianshe frowned and opened the lock: "Even if there is a problem, there is a problem with this pharmaceutical."

He didn't cook the medicine himself.He gave it to sister-in-law Qin.

Qin Ce didn't say anything, and Qin's sister-in-law... didn't dare to guarantee it, because there was something wrong with the ginseng today.When he crushed it with his hands, it was broken into slag, and it was not the same as before.

After the safe was opened, Yang Jianshe personally took out a rosewood box, which was also locked inside.

This is a complex Luban lock.He thought he could open that lock.Besides him, even if there is anyone else, it will take him at least a few days!
After a complex operation, pressing and twisting, the box opens, and the century-old ginseng tree lies quietly inside.

The last time he saw ginseng, it was exactly the same.It was like this when it came.

The shape of this ginseng tree has been engraved in his mind, that is, his ten years of life.

(End of this chapter)