[90s] The Husband Of A Financial Tycoon

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    Recently, Li Lanxin felt that her sister-in-law was a bit strange. Her husband, Zhuang Jianshe, was a younger brother who belonged to the younger generation.

    But my sister-in-law, Lou Xue, wandered around her house from time to time, and she found it very strange when the frequency increased.

    She talked to her family members, and when the family members began to pay attention, Lou Xue stopped wandering around again, so she rested her mind.

    Even if Zhuangzhou Island is not cold in winter, it does not prevent people from selling roasted sweet potatoes and fried chestnuts on the street. Street vendors are always the first batch of people who come out to work after the Chinese New Year.

    Shen Xiuzhu took the small bamboo shoots around after dinner to digest food, and returned home with both hands full. Zhuang Xing was talking on the phone on the second floor about business, and when he was about to go downstairs, there were two people standing at the end of the stairs.

    Xiaozhuzhu stood in front holding a bag of fried chestnuts, and Shen Xiuzhu stood behind holding a roasted sweet potato.

    Zhuang Xing raised his eyebrows and walked to the penultimate step. He bent down and pinched his son's armpit to lift up the small bamboo shoot, and put it aside over the railing. Then the princess picked up the small bamboo and walked towards the sofa.

    Shen Xiuzhu exclaimed: "Ah! Brother!"

    Li Lan was startled, and walked from the yard to the door. Seeing the two hugging each other in the living room through the window, she sat back down again.

    Listening to the movement,

    Zhuang Jianshe asked, "What's the matter ?"

    The little bamboo shoot was not angry when his father put it aside, he happily followed his father and planted it on the sofa.

    After putting the small bamboo blocking the way on the sofa, Zhuang Xing picked up his son and peeled chestnuts for him to eat.

    Shen Xiuzhu sat up and lay on Zhuang Xing's back, and the roasted sweet potato in his hand went to the front to feed his brother, and asked, "Are you going to pick up grandpa tomorrow?

    " I stayed for two more days. But they are going back to Shanghai soon, and Shen Xiuzhu starts school on the 20th.

    "Yeah." Zhuang Xing took a bite of the roasted sweet potato, and handed a peeled chestnut kernel to the person on his shoulder.

    "Then go early tomorrow, we will take our son to tap rubber!" Shen Xiuzhu was excited.

    Even a full bucket of glue costs less than 10 yuan. Zhuang Xing only experienced rural life when he was a teenager. Now he has tens of thousands of dollars in his account every minute, and he really has no interest in tapping rubber.

    Shen Xiuzhu rested his chin on Zhuang Xing's broad back, pulled his neck and said, "You told me to sell glue when I was young, but I haven't sold it until now."

    Zhuang Xing said without turning his head, "I did."

    "Why don't I remember?" Shen Xiuzhu cheated.

    Zhuang Xing deliberately shook his right shoulder, which made Shen Xiuzhu's voice tremble, "I don't care about safety, I just want to go!"

    Little bamboo shoot held a fried chestnut and wanted to shell it, so he joined in the fun and said: " I'm going to go! Dad!"

    It's okay if he didn't open his mouth, but the fried chestnuts were confiscated as soon as he opened his mouth. Shen Xiuzhu said: "Don't eat it. If you eat too much, you will become constipated. Dad will help you eat it." The little bamboo shoot pouted and