Ye Xuanhan was terrified after hearing this and did not dare to rush in, so he waited outside.
After a while, the door of the room opened and Liu Haiyan ran out with a look of horror on her face.
Seeing the red marks on Liu Haiyan's body and the slight bloodstains on her clothes, Ye Han's heart sank.
It turns out that her current man is a domestic violence man. He looks like a decent person, but he beats and kicks his own wife.
Ye Yanhan thought for a moment and called out to Liu Haiyan, "Liu Haiyan."
When the other party saw him, Ye Hanhan said, "Liu Haiyan, if you don't want to be beaten by your man, come with me."
Having said that, Ye Hanhan parked his bicycle next to Liu Haiyan.
The other person bit his lower lip, seeming to be struggling.
"Liu Haiyan, you stinky bitch, get back here. If I don't beat you up so hard that you cry for your parents today, I'll write your name upside down."
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Liu Haiyan's shoulders shrank slightly, and she looked at Ye Hanhan's outstretched hand, as if she had made some kind of decision.
"None of your business. My man beat me because I'm his wife," Liu Haiyan scolded Ye Han, "What do you know, you little bitch? Women are meant to be beaten by men. Beating is love, scolding is affection."
Looking at the hopeless Liu Haiyan, Ye Han shook his head helplessly.
"Liu Haiyan, I don't care if you want to be beaten by your man, but I have to take care of Wang Xiaobao's affairs," Ye Hanhan pretended to be vicious and said to Liu Haiyan, "You don't want your man to know about Wang Xiaobao's existence, do you?"
Liu Haiyan's pupils suddenly shrank. "Who are these Wang Xiaobao and Li Xiaobao? I don't know them!"
Ye Han sneered, "You don't know him, but he knows you. Xiaobao often mentions your name to me, and he will never forget your appearance in his life."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Liu Haiyan was enraged by Ye Xinhan, and with red eyes she was about to rush forward and tear Ye Xinhan's hair.
Ye Hanhan would not tolerate Liu Haiyan. He kicked her and knocked her to the ground.
"Liu Haiyan, let me tell you, if you want to go crazy, go find your man. I'm not someone who will let anyone bully me."
Liu Haiyan was squatting on the ground, her curly hair covering her face, making it impossible to see her expression.
But from her slightly trembling shoulders, it can be seen that she is very emotional now, and she is even lying on her legs and crying silently.
At this time, Liu Haiyan's male voice sounded from inside the door.
"Liu Haiyan, who are you talking to? I'll count to three. If you don't come back, don't blame me for being rude."
Liu Haiyan was so frightened that she shuddered, then stood up and ran towards the house.
Ye Han shouted at her back, "Liu Haiyan, see you at the gate of Qiyi Primary School tomorrow morning. If I don't see you then, I will talk to your man about Wang Xiaobao."
Liu Haiyan paused, turned her head and looked at Ye Han fiercely, then continued to run home.
Ye Xuanhan is not afraid that the other party will stand him up.
After all, her current man may not know her past. If he knew that she had been married before, abandoned her husband and children, and tortured her husband to death, he would definitely beat her to death.
Thinking of this, Ye Hanhan stopped paying attention to Liu Haiyan and rode away on his bicycle.
After leaving the machinery factory’s staff quarters, Ye Hanhan originally wanted to go home.
But when I rode my bike past the state-owned drugstore I visited last time, I remembered what the staff inside said.
Their store wants to buy ginseng that is over a hundred years old, and some people are willing to buy it at a high price.
Any ginseng in your own space can be equivalent to two hundred-year-old ginsengs.
It just so happened that there was no one around her at the moment, so she could take the opportunity to sell the ginseng in the space.
Ye Hanhan parked his bicycle in front of the door of the state-owned drugstore, then walked into the alley next to it. When he came out, he had a bamboo basket in his hand. It was full of things and covered with a layer of blue cloth.
As for Ye Xuanhan herself, her appearance had changed. She was wearing a headscarf, her fair face was smeared black, and she was wearing patched blue cloth clothes.
Ye Han bent his waist, imitated the behavior of the elderly, and walked tremblingly into the National Pharmacy.
When the staff inside saw Ye Hanhan, they asked, "Auntie, what do you want to buy?"
"Comrade, I'm here to sell medicinal herbs," Ye Hanhan said as he opened his basket. "Take a look at how much these things are worth."
There were too many customers in the store, and Ye Xuanhan didn't want to say that his stuff was ginseng, so he thought about letting the staff see it with their own eyes.
The staff saw that Ye Hanhan was dressed like he was in his sixties or seventies. At his age, he would at most go to the mountains to pick some dogtail grass or something, so they didn't pay much attention to him. They didn't even look at him and said coldly, "Put the basket there first. We are busy. I'll take a look later."
Ye Hanhan nodded.
I thought the staff would finish their work soon, but they just walked around, talked and laughed with others, and didn't pay any attention to Ye Han.
"Comrade, are you sure you don't want to take a look at my herbs?"
"What's the hurry?" The staff frowned impatiently, "We don't need your herbs, please wait a moment."
Ye Xuanhan finally realized that the other party was leaving him alone.
If I continue to wait, I guess the other party won’t respond.
"Comrade, don't regret it, I have some good stuff in here," Ye Han said.
"Auntie, if you have anything good to offer, just take it back yourself. We don't need it in our store," the staff member said without even raising her head. She just waved at Ye Hanhan, indicating that she should leave.
Ye Xuanhan rolled his eyes in annoyance and walked out the door silently.
With such service attitude, it would be strange if I sold ginseng to them.
Walking out of the door, Ye Han was wondering whether to find the next pharmacy or go home.
At this time, a middle-aged man hurried into the state-owned drugstore and shouted to the staff: "Comrade!"
As soon as the staff saw the middle-aged man, he immediately ran to him like a lackey.
“You are here!”
The middle-aged man nodded and asked, "Do you have what I want?"
"Yes, yes, yes," the staff member hurriedly turned around, opened the locked medicine cabinet behind him, and took out a red box.
There were also three locks on the box. The staff took a while to open the box and then took out something wrapped in yellow cloth.
He handed the ginseng to the middle-aged man respectfully and said, "Please check the goods."
The middle-aged man looked around, then opened the yellow cloth, and inside lay a ginseng.
Ye Xuanhan was planting ginseng in the space, so he could naturally tell the age of the ginseng in the middle-aged man's hand. It was probably fifty to sixty years old, and definitely not a hundred-year-old ginseng.
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