Chapter 146 Not Medicine
Zhao Zhaodi packed a box of Wen Hai's clothes for Wen Qianjin to take with them.
It was the first time Wen Qianjin saw a suitcase with wheels. He pushed the suitcase a few steps and it moved with just a little effort. It was much lighter than a suitcase.
The things in Hong Kong are good, and it’s no wonder that my son was dazzled by them.
After carrying his son to the front bar of the bicycle, Wen Qianjin secured the box to the back of the bicycle with a rope.
Seeing that the father and son were about to leave, Ye Li had to come over and give him some instructions even though she didn't want to talk to Wen Qianjin anymore.
"You have to keep an eye on Xiao Hai at the factory. Don't let him go out and play by himself."
"Well, I know what's going on. Take care of yourself."
"Tsk, as long as you guys with the surname Wen don't get mad at me, I'm fine."
Wen Qianjin originally wanted to ease the relationship between the two, but he didn't expect to be rebuked again.
This tigress is a little too wild in the tiger den.
He should just take his son away quickly.
Turn around and say hello to Zhao Zhaodi
"Mom, I'll take Xiao Hai home first and bring him back next week. You don't have to send him back, just go back."
"Okay, slow down."
Zhao Zhaodi watched her son-in-law and grandson disappear at the entrance of the alley.
Sighing, he turned and walked home
"After all, her last name is Wen. After all this trouble, she's still close to him."
Just now in the main hall, Old Lady Ye asked Wen Hai if he wanted to go back with Wen Qianjin.
Wen Hai nodded, then shook his head and looked at Old Lady Ye cautiously.
"I want to live with my mom, and I also want to live with my dad."
The problem turned back to Ye Li. Ye Li refused to return to the Wen family. She was still angry.
In the end, the couple each took a step back and Wen Hai's family stayed for a week.
Let Wen Qianjin take it back today and send it back next week.
Under the eaves, three bodyguards stood in a row behind Ye Lin.
Ah Hui saw the young master staring blankly in the direction where Young Master Wen was taken away.
As the number one lackey, Ah Hui began to try to figure out the emperor's intentions.
"Master, are you worried about Master Wen? No matter what, the eldest brother-in-law is still your biological father. Nothing serious will happen to him, right?"
Ye Lin's hand holding the teacup knocked unconsciously on the wall of the cup.
Logically, nothing serious would happen, but all the members of the Ye family had died in the previous life, and Wen Hai was considered half a member of the Ye family. How could something happen to a child in the Wen family?
Ye Lin always felt uneasy when Wen Hai was not under his supervision.
"Acheng, go follow Xiaohai and don't let the Wen family see you."
"Yes, Master!"
Ah Cheng is bodyguard No. 2. After receiving the task assigned by the young master, he was so excited that his face turned red.
After more than two years, he can finally take action again!
Unfortunately, there are no guns here.
Ah Hui and No. 3 next to him looked at Ah Cheng with envy.
They also want to be entrusted with important tasks by the young master!
It was noon.
Ye Xiuhong packed up the food to be delivered to the fields and prepared to call Ye Li to deliver it to the fields together.
There are too many people working in the fields now, and she can't deliver all the food by herself. She made two trips yesterday to get enough food.
"Sister Hong, you should rest at home. I'll take care of you today."
"That's fine, you just finished your meal and you can go out for a walk."
Seeing that Bao Anquan was not at home, Ye Lin planned to go to the fields at noon. This guy came back yesterday complaining and said he would never go again. Why did he go there again today?
Ye Lin looked around at the edge of the field and quickly found Bao Anquan, who stood out from the crowd.
There were more than a dozen people gathered together, and it was impossible not to see them.
Looking at how attentively those aunties are listening, has Bao Anquan changed his career to crosstalk?
"Auntie, looking at your complexion, you seem to be dreaming more than sleeping at night, and you feel weak and achy during the day, right?"
"You are deficient in tryptophan and vitamin B. I have a health supplement that can improve your condition. If you go home and take it with your diet, your condition will improve in about a month."
The aunt wearing a blue headscarf was about forty years old.
It was as if he had found a soulmate. Before Bao Anquan could finish speaking, a pair of rough hands excitedly grasped Comrade Xiao Bao's hands and spoke rapidly, describing his situation.
She looks like she is full of flesh, but she just feels weak. It’s not like she is sick, and no one believes her when she tells others about it. This Comrade Xiao Bao is really amazing.
"Xiao Bao, finally someone believes that I'm weak after all these years. Tell me, I eat a lot every day, but I just don't have any energy, and I can't sleep well at night. Please give me some magic medicine."
"Don't worry, Auntie. Let me reiterate, what I sell is not a miracle drug, but a health supplement. It can only improve your condition. Most importantly, it cannot replace medicine. Remember?"
"I understand. Please show me the miracle medicine for health."
Bao Anquan suddenly felt a little regretful about selling health products in Xiahe Village. He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey to come to the mountains to sell health products.
I’ve said it so many times, it’s a health product, a health product!
"Auntie, I sell health products, not medicine. If you can't remember, I won't sell to you anymore."
The lady in the blue headscarf only wanted to buy some insurance, and she nodded repeatedly at whatever Bao Anquan said.
"Yes, Comrade Xiao Bao doesn't sell medicine, he sells protective products!"
Bao Anquan twitched his lips and said, "Okay, at least I remember it's not medicine."
Asking the aunt to calm down, Bao Anquan took out a palm-sized white plastic bottle with a yellow advertising picture printed on it from the security guard's backpack.
"Wow, this is a miracle drug!"
"Oh, the medicine in Hong Kong is different. Look how beautiful that little bottle is."
"This bottle is fine for storing jelly beans, who would have thought it was a miracle drug!"
"Can I live to a hundred more years if I eat this?"
Bao Anquan was in tears. He had said it countless times: he was selling health supplements, not medicine!
This can only provide nutrition but cannot cure diseases, why don’t they believe it?
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