"Dongzi, I didn't expect that you had already thought about it, but I was worried in vain." Li Qiuju breathed a sigh of relief. She earned more than 90 yuan this month. When she got home, she couldn't believe it. Even the captain Han Fu almost scared her tobacco pipe pole.

Han Weijun was stunned. With the subsidy and the work subsidy of the bamboo weaving group, Li Qiuju had about 100 yuan, and when he slapped the table, Li Chunhua was embarrassed to take it away, and she didn't give it half of it.

He said he was buying a new set of clothes for Li Qiuju, and Xiao Hei went to school, making a summer clothes, and Erfeizi also wanted to go to school in autumn. He kept the money for him to go to school, and he was given fifty yuan in private money, but he didn't see the second family's envy and his eyes were almost falling off.

Unfortunately, she is not good at craftsmanship, she can't learn anything.

I was worried about what to do after this order. Who knew that Li Dong had arranged everything, so everyone felt relieved.

"We're all worried."

The bamboo weaving team is happy. It turns out that it’s good to have Dongzi here, so don’t worry about anything. The members of the bamboo weaving team started working at night again. The men from each family complained at the beginning, and the orders were completed, so why are they still working overtime?

As soon as everyone talked to them about Li Dong's thoughts, the men immediately stopped talking, slapped their thighs, and continued to do their homework.

"have to."

Li Fengxin said that sooner or later, the status of a man in Hanzhuang will be over. He is actually the initiator of this matter. No, the status of a man must be preserved. I have to think of a way. "Let the man become rich, and you cannot be a wife and be strict with him."

"It's better to find Huang Shengnan to think of a solution."

On the third day, Li Dong rode the black turtle to Chicheng.

"This is?"

"There is a foreign trade order in Nanjing, and I want to deal with it."

Huang Shengnan was packing his luggage. "I asked someone to buy some of the Pu'er you want, and you can take a look."

“When?”

"The thirties are almost fifty years now."

"Fifty years?"

Li Dongyi concluded that it will be 90 years in 2019, and the price should not be cheap. When he saw that there was a name on it, he had to take it back and drink it. This thing should be more advanced than Xiaoguan Tea.

We are a farmer writer, and we don’t care about Dahongpao and other things. Let’s just drink ordinary Pu’er tea like this.
Chapter completed!