Although she cannot go out to do business now, it does not prevent her from taking advantage of this favorable situation to make money.

Thinking that Beijing's housing prices would soar like a rocket in the next few decades, Xu Miaomiao simply took out most of the cash he had and went crazy buying houses in Beijing.

Basically all the houses are registered in Xu Miaomiao's name. There is no other way. It is limited by Chen Chen's profession. He has too many assets under his name, and people should investigate him.

The nature of his current job is similar to that of the National Security Bureau in later generations. He appears and disappears mysteriously every day. This time, when he went on a mission abroad, Xu Miaomiao hadn't seen him for half a month.

Among the houses he bought, Xu Miaomiao’s favorite is a courtyard house with three entrances.

The location seems a bit remote now, but in the future it will be within the Third Ring Road, where every inch of land is valuable.

While Xu Miaomiao was calculating the cash he had, what other things he could exchange for money, and how much they could be exchanged for, he kept writing the letter.

She put the letter away, waiting to find time to mail it tomorrow, then looked at the sky and prepared to go out to call the children back for a nap.

But before she could even walk out, she was grabbed by the waist and brought back. Wasn't he the person she had just complained about not being able to go home?

I don't know where he hid in the mountains, but he came back with an unshaven beard. Xu Miaomiao patted him with some disgust.

"Go wash your face and shave first!"

The man had become much thicker-skinned over the years and didn't feel embarrassed at all. He picked the woman up and ran to the bathroom.

"Wash together!"

As for how long and how many times to wash, only God knows.