Chapter 126: Go back

Style: Historical Author: Orange cat girlWords: 1993Update Time: 24/01/12 16:50:15
It's been a long time since he returned to modern time and space. Wei Cheng took stock of his shopping list and found that there were still a lot of things to buy.

It happened that Mr. Jin and his disciples made a few more sets of gold jewelry, and together with the box he got from Cai, Wei Cheng planned to go back to ship the goods.

He had already thought of the reasons, he wanted to go into seclusion to refine the elixir, and asked Xu Chu to lead people to surround the courtyard, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Wei Cheng was still very relieved about Xu Chu's loyalty. After explaining to Cai Yan, Wei Cheng closed the courtyard door and disappeared.

When he appeared, he was already in the living room on the second floor of his house. The sliding balcony door behind him was still buzzing, and the ripples on the glass surface gradually dissipated.

The first thing I do when I get back is turn on my phone to check missed calls and messages. As expected, Hua Qingyu scolded her directly.

[Surname Wei, are you kidding me? I have already contacted all my customers, but you are disappearing for me? 】【The delivery deadline is the day after tomorrow. You can't cheat me. At worst, I won't want your commission.

】【Dad Wei, Grandpa Wei, please pay attention to me, the little girl really can't hold it anymore...】 Wei Cheng glanced at the time of receiving the message, and then looked up at the electronic calendar. The delivery date happens to be today.

After thinking for a while, he replied: "I just came back from the mountains. I brought the things. You send someone to pick them up." He replied almost instantly: "Wei, I will fuck your uncle." Wei Cheng was stunned and couldn't help but think of Hua Qingyu's graceful figure replied: "I don't have an uncle, I can suffer for him." [Get out!

! ! 】【Arriving in an hour and a half. 】

"Yeah." Wei Cheng replied with one word and clicked on Uncle Zhou's WeChat message. [Xiaocheng, your aunt and some of her best friends want to buy facial mask.

】【I went into the mountains to collect herbs again... I'll give my uncle a call when I get back. This time it's a big deal. 】Wei Cheng felt warm in her heart. Uncle Zhou was still the same Uncle Zhou, thinking about taking care of his own business at all times.

However, Wei Cheng is really not short of money now. After selling the gold jewelry he brought this time, he became a multimillionaire in an instant.

After struggling for a moment, Wei Cheng still called Uncle Zhou. As soon as the call was connected, I heard Uncle Zhou's familiar and friendly voice.

"Your kid is finally out of the mountain..." Wei Cheng was about to respond when the other person continued: "What's going on? Xiaoye called me a few days ago and said she couldn't contact you. I saw that she was quite anxious, fearing that something had happened. What a big deal." Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment and looked through the WeChat records. Sure enough, he saw a message about Yeats. The last one was: [I'm sorry for you, but you are too heartless...] Wei Cheng was too lazy to click on it.

Uncle Zhou said: "I just realized that when you two separated, that boy Wang Hai plotted against you. Don't worry, I will help you vent your anger. I don't even look down on his old Wang. That boy..." Wei Cheng fought the whole process. Hahaha, there is no thought of revenge or gloating, because he has already done what he should do. The reason why he didn't want anything in the first place was because he was afraid of getting involved. After all, the prescription was in the name of the studio.

Now that he is no longer a member of the studio, any problems with the prescription have nothing to do with him. Listening to Uncle Zhou's words, Ye Zhixin and Wang Hai seemed to have discovered the trap they left. Without the herbs they concocted themselves, they would not be able to produce qualified potions. Even potions made from the same herb are not only useless but also dramatic. poison.

Wei Cheng calmly chatted with Uncle Zhou for more than half an hour. He did not agree to let Uncle Zhou stand up for him. Instead, he asked about how many people needed facial mask. He would then make a batch of plaster and mail it to Uncle Zhou. As for whether he would make any money. , didn’t say much, just treated it as a favor.

After hanging up Uncle Zhou's call, Wei Cheng thought for a while and immediately blocked and deleted Ye Zhixin's phone number and WeChat. She didn't know why she still kept them before. Isn't this just looking for something to do?

Click on Fang Xin’s WeChat. Wei Cheng was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly. [Your courtyard door is unlocked. I left the express delivery at the living room window on the first floor.

】【I remember that my aunt used to plant a lot of vegetables, but now they are all empty. 】【what dishes do you like to eat?

I bought eggplants, bitter melons, tomatoes, kohlrabi...] Wei Cheng walked to the balcony and looked towards the yard. The originally messy depression had been leveled, and the weeds were gone, replaced by dots of green in the black soil. .

At this moment, the courtyard door slowly opened, and a petite figure walked in holding a large bundle of thin bamboo strips.

Fang Xin placed the bamboo sticks next to the vegetable patch, looked up at the closed main room, pouted and said something unknown, then took the bamboo sticks and started to build a vegetable shelf.

The balcony on the second floor of Wei Cheng's house was equipped with reflective glass. He could see Fang Xin, but Fang Xin couldn't see him.

Seeing Fang Xin squatting and working in the vegetable field, Wei Cheng felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He knew what Fang Xin was thinking.

It's just that he is destined to have only one home. After standing on the balcony and watching for more than ten minutes, Wei Cheng hesitated whether to go down and talk to Fang Xin.

"Hey, you girl, why is there no one in the store? You're here again." Outside the courtyard gate, Aunt Fang said anxiously: "Go back and wash up quickly. Your aunt should be here soon." Fang Xin held the bamboo stick in his hand, stood up and said, "I won't go on a blind date. How many times have I told you, I, I..."

"What are you doing? You like people, but they don't like you. Besides, Xiaocheng is a good kid, but she is too homeless. Just like her father and her father, she is busy thinking about those herbal prescriptions every day..."

"Mom!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. Come out quickly. You must go to see me today." The mother and daughter left noisily. Fang Xin said she was unwilling. After all, she could not ignore her mother. Opinion.

Wei Cheng watched and listened on the balcony. Even though he heard Aunt Fang's not so good comments about him, he still felt unfazed.

Because Wei Cheng really has no interest in Fang Xin. With nothing to do, Wei Cheng continued Fang Xin's progress and set up a vegetable rack in the yard.

Not to mention, since my parents left, the yard has become lifeless. Now that some fruits and vegetables are planted, the atmosphere has changed immediately. It not only looks more popular, but also quite pleasing to the eye.

Wei Cheng thought about opening a vegetable patch in the yard with Cai Yan, where he could grow peppers, potatoes, sweet potatoes and the like.

Buzz! ~Wei Cheng smiled helplessly when he heard the restless roar of the engine. I stood up and walked around the water pump nearby. After washing my hands, the courtyard door was kicked open.

Hua Qingyu wore a new Burberry autumn dress, and a pair of Balenciaga monogram black silk stretched her already slender legs infinitely.

"Your surname is Wei, okay. I'm as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Are you growing vegetables at home?"