"I'll ask a caretaker to take care of you." Chen Yingjie couldn't rest assured of him, but she didn't want to come to the hospital, so she decided to ask for care, and their family did not lack the money for care.

"Okay, you go and arrange it, Yingqi, you should keep an eye on it, Emgrand's performance has declined seriously recently, don't let him fool around again." The man's brow furrowed deeply.

"Okay, I'll go first."

Chen Yingjie said and left.

Zhou Xiaoxiao woke up and found an unfamiliar face, with a serious expression, reading a magazine with a stern expression, and a nurse in a nurse's uniform sitting next to him, ready to be sent by him.

The other party didn't notice her, she started a family affair with Mo Sanhong, Mo Sanhong asked what was going on at home, and she said that everything was normal and she didn't have to worry about it.

After Chen Minghai came back, she left in a hurry.

When he saw the book on the bedside table, he borrowed it from someone to read it, it was a financial magazine, and the man saw that he was reading it with relish, so he asked, "What are you doing, young man?" ”

"I'm just a peasant."

"Oh, I thought you could read the book." The man was thoughtful, and the gaze that had been a little appreciative just now returned to normal.

"Fortunately, just analyzing the current economic trend, I think some of them are not very realistic." Chen Minghai saw him staring at him suspiciously, so he pointed to one of the food drafts: "We have almost no export products at present, but we say that it accounts for 10 percent." ”

"Oh, you know economics and trade?" The man stared at Chen Minghai with renewed interest.

"I know a little bit about it." Chen Minghai is not modest.

"Have you ever been a trader?"

"It's a small business." Chen Minghai raised his head from the magazine and looked at the man in front of him again, he had a decent face, and a pair of eyes were staring at him with interest.

"Where are you now?"

"Farming."

"Young man, you are not honest, what kind of work can you do?"

"Ming Hai." Seeing him chatting with the next room, Mo Sanhong craned her neck to see the other party's appearance, but unfortunately she couldn't see it clearly.

"Mom, you're awake." Chen Minghai hurriedly put down the book, poured water and helped her to drink.

Only then did Mo Sanhong see his appearance clearly, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

She hurriedly shook her head, looking at what people were wearing, how could she have known someone like her.

"Sir, I don't know how to do anything with a low level of education." Chen Minghai replied to the other party at a loss, how could he still be in the mood to talk about his own affairs.

When the man saw that he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more.

Zhou Xiaoxiao went back to the village directly in the evening and did not come to the hospital, and Chen Minghai waited for his mother to fall asleep and went out alone.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye, Zhou Xiaoxiao has finally stayed up late after such a busy day and night, Mo Sanhong only needs to be hospitalized, and if the conditions are not allowed, she can be discharged.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was worried that there would be an accident if no one took care of her home, and after discussing with Chen Minghai, it was decided to let her be treated in the hospital.

This night, both of them took a shower and prepared to lie down and rest.

"Xiaoxiao, the greenhouses are almost built, and our corn is basically consumed, so I'll go elsewhere to buy it tomorrow." Chen Minghai discussed with her, originally thought that once the popcorn was saturated, it would not be so easy to sell, and Markham sold more and more.

Zhou Lele even distributed some hotels with worse business than hers, but Zhou Xiaoxiao missed the old feelings, it turned out that Boss Wu was there, and she also supplied the same, and Boss Wu said that when the firewood was gone, they should send some quickly, and the fried rice was cheaper and easier to sell.