Her father, who started his own business from scratch, often warned her that doing business was risky and that no matter how much wealth one had, one could lose it, but the skills one learned would always be one's.
As long as you have a skill, even if your family goes bankrupt in the future, you will be able to make a comeback.
No matter how bad it is, you have the ability to support yourself.
Therefore, Zheng Baozhu also learned about 70% of her father's cooking skills.
When the villa was being built, a glass greenhouse was constructed. My father thought it was only for show but not for use, so he planted vegetables in it, turning it into a greenhouse vegetable garden.
The yard paths were designed with lawns on both sides. My father felt it was a shame to have grass growing on such a good piece of land, so he planted corn, peanuts, and soybeans.
So, the ideal garden villa was changed into a pastoral villa by my father. Because of this, my mother chased my father and beat him up, running two miles away.
Thinking of her parents, Zheng Baozhu couldn't help but smile, and as she smiled, she burst into tears and held her head.
A car accident took the lives of my parents, and I was left alone in the once happy family of three.
…
Zheng Baozhu stood by the upstairs window. All she could see was the yard of her own villa. There seemed to be a faint, flowing light flashing all around, enveloping the villa yard.
It turns out that dreams are all illusions.
This scene felt very familiar to Zheng Baozhu.
But for a moment I couldn't remember where I had seen it.
At this time, a man's voice was heard outside.
Could it be that Song Zhiting is back?
In that case, I can leave the army.
Wake up from the dream quickly and divorce Song Zhiting.
Thinking this in her mind, Zheng Baozhu opened her eyes.
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