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At least fifty or sixty sacks were important. Zhao Ling'er grabbed one corner of the sacks and dragged it into the hospital. However, the sacks were too heavy for Zhao Ling'er to carry, and her legs were trembling from exhaustion.

"Doctor Zhao, what are you doing?"

Jin Fugui was stunned by this huge project. She, a woman, carried so many sacks, did she not want to live anymore?

"They are indeed rich. I saw that it was going to rain tonight, so I had to move these medicines into the house. Tomorrow, the county's pharmaceutical factory will pull them away." Zhao Ling'er wiped the sweat off her forehead and sat down on a sack. The white coat had been placed on her thighs, exposing her slender white legs.

"How can a woman like you have such a heavy job?" Jin Fugui stared at those two white legs with his eyes wide open. Zhao Ling'er was a citizen of the city, unlike the rural people who worked in agriculture. Her long legs had never been cut by any rice spikes, and were as tender as tofu.

Sensing Jin Fugui's fiery gaze, Zhao Ling'er hurriedly stood up and tidied up her white coat. The hot summer white coat only contained a pair of short denim shorts, but it was all exposed now.

Her beautiful eyes could not help but glare at Jin Fugui, "Even if you can't do it, you have to do it. The medicinal effects of the rain will disappear."

"Let me help you." Staring at Zhao Ling'er, Jin Fugui's face turned red. He put down the meat in his hands, and in less than ten minutes, he had already finished carrying the sack with each hand.

Zhao Ling'er said in disbelief, "You're so strong! I can't even lift a single one of you, yet you're holding one in each hand!"

"I'm a man!" Jin Fugui smiled as he packed the remaining bags.

"What's so great about men? Without you, I could have carried it in myself. " Zhao Ling'er was a little unhappy. She pouted and said, "Since I was young, I've always been alone. There's nothing that needs a man."

"I just wanted to help." Jin Fugui was speechless. What was with this woman? He was just helping out out out out out of good intentions, why did she sound as if she was beneath him?

Zhao Ling'er's charming face reddened. She knew that she had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way. Come in and sit down. I'll pour you a cup of water to drink. "

"No, my mom is waiting for me to buy some meat to cook at home." Jin Fugui originally wanted to chat with Zhao Ling'er for a bit, but after hearing her words, he instantly lost all interest and was about to leave.

"Wealth."

Before he could leave the courtyard, Zhao Ling'er called out to him. Jin Fugui turned around to look at Zhao Ling'er and asked, "What happened?"

"You … Do you have business tomorrow? " Zhao Ling'er lowered her head. Her small face was flushed, and she looked like a young girl who wanted to say something but hesitated.

"It's nothing."

Tomorrow, Jin Fugui was going to the mountains to take a look at that man's sesame seed. He was going to display the grass control skill that the ginseng child had taught him, and then he would have nothing more to do.

"Will you accompany me to the county tomorrow afternoon?" Zhao Ling'er cautiously looked at Jin Fugui, as if she was afraid he would reject her offer. "If you have something to say, you can go."

"What can I do for you? I'll come and see you tomorrow after lunch. "

On the way home, Jin Fugui pursed his lips and was elated. Zhao Ling'er actually took the initiative to ask him out. She was a famous ice-cold beauty in the village, and was usually annoyed by even a single cold remark.

Could it be that you're thinking highly of me?

Jin Fugui couldn't help but hum a small tune as he returned home.

"Son, eat a piece of meat. This money is yours."

The three pounds of pork had a whole pot of Red Braised Meat, and the family was eating with a lot of oil in their mouths. Jin Fu's hair was covered with oil from eating.

Old Jin poured two cups of tea for Jin Fugui, "Son, you've grown up and can earn money. From now on, this house will be your home."

"I'll make money. Mom will make money. Dad will manage the house." Jin Fugui picked up a piece of Red Braised Meat and placed it in Du Yueli's and Old Gold's bowls respectively.

As Du Yue ate the meat, her eyes reddened. She stroked Jin Fugui's hair and said, "My son, my mom is incompetent and doesn't have the money to help you study. But my mom believes in you, so this family will listen to you."

Today was the first time he made money, although it was only a little less than twenty thousand yuan, allowing his family to eat meat. In the future, he would earn more money, live in the Yang Mansion, drive a car, hire a nanny to serve his brother, and let his parents enjoy a comfortable life.

Halfway through the meal, a small tricycle drove into the yard and the family welcomed them out.