The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

Nanzhao trekked through mountains and rivers, crossed mountains and ridges, and finally returned home.

Damn it, you don't even pay for an air ticket, you old pickpocket!
Nan Zhao wore black short-sleeved shorts, and carried a flat cloth bag on his back. In addition to a change of underwear, there were only a few packets of paper in it.

Holding the cloth bag in his arms, Nan Zhao looked up at the old blue stone steps that could not be seen at a glance, and sighed.

This has to climb to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

The Nan family said that they are going back to hermit, which means they really go back to hermit.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, with green steps in front of the gate and cliffs behind, it is really a lonely and helpless place.

The huge Nanjia is located on the top of the mountain, while Nanzhao is at the bottom of the mountain.

He looked up and squinted hard to see the point hidden in the green hills.

The cloud and mist around him made him feel relaxed and content.

Walk two steps and rest three steps, two hours' journey, he came to the twilight, the nightingale was singing, the stars and the moon were in the sky.

"Goo-"

The shriek that pierced the night sky hovered back and forth in the dark night.

Surrounded by grass and trees, Nanzhao trampled down the grass in front of him, but also had to guard against the attack of the grass erected behind him.

In the silence, he once felt that he was not like a child returning home, but as if he had been abducted to the wilderness by human traffickers.

After pulling back the last clump of grass, the gate of Nan's house was clearly in sight.

The frame is made of wood, and the top is made of thatch.

Nan Zhao sniffed, rubbed his arms, and looked around.

But he still couldn't find the majestic green brick gate as thick as a city wall in his memory. The words "Nan Family" on it were all made of precious stones, and they all said that their wealth should not be exposed, but the Nan Family has always been flamboyant.

But, the one in front is just a little bit taller than him, and the wooden door is broken, and the fan is leaking air, is it the Nan family?

Feeling suspicious, Nan Zhao went in anyway, after all he was too hungry and hadn't eaten all day.

Whether it is from the Nan family or not, they can always ask for stuttering.

Entering Nanzhao was even more shocking.

The uncles and uncles he was familiar with, as well as the future pillars of the Nan family, were all in the middle of the small courtyard, on a stone table, on which was placed a round plate with a steamed bun on it.

Two adults and countless children, with bright eyes, stared at the steamed bun as if it was something delicious.

He rubbed his eyes, didn't he hallucinate from hunger?

You know, uncles and uncles hate eating noodles the most, not to mention steamed buns. Since Da Nanzhao was born, the number of times I saw them eating steamed buns is very small.

What's the matter today.

After Nanzhao observed it, he found that the surrounding environment was not quite right. The Nan family was very advanced, and its pharmaceuticals ranked first in the world.

But in front of him, there were only a few thatched huts. If counted according to the members of the Nan family, it would not be enough to live in.

In front of the stone table, Nantong Di and Nantong Shui swallowed their saliva, and did not forget to be polite.

"After you."

They spoke almost at the same time, pointing at each other and turning their heads in embarrassment.

Nantongdi's mouth was still stiff, but his stomach was beating a war drum, and it kept rumbling.

Nantong Shui didn't have such a good face, but when he thought of him being humble here because of a broken steamed bun, he felt very aggrieved. .

When the heart is blocked, the stomach is empty, goo——

His stomach even started growling.

A group of cubs chattered and ran around beside the two adults.

"Daddy, I'm hungry."

Nan Shuishui opened her big watery eyes, pouted her small mouth, and leaned into Nantong Shui's arms aggrieved.

Her originally upright braids were all wilted, and she bent down softly, hanging on her round head.

"Good boy, good boy, go to sleep, you won't be hungry after you fall asleep."

Nantong Shui patted his girl's back, and she was also in tears. Thinking of him, a great pharmacist, he would cry because of a steamed bun in his lifetime, and make the child so hungry that he couldn't sleep. He is really useless!

"Uncle, Uncle, what happened to the Nan family?"

Nan Zhao couldn't stand it any longer, and came to the stone table frowning, picked up the only steamed bun and handed it to Nan Shuishui, who was only ten years old.

"Here, eat when you're hungry."

Nan Zhao squatted in front of Nan Shuishui with a gentle smile, and handed the snow-white and soft steamed buns in front of her.

She blinked timidly, her little hand was about to take it, but she retracted it again, looked up at Nantong Shui behind her, her weak eyes were full of prayers.

"Eat, good boy."

Seeing her daughter like this, Nantong Shui felt even more sad, so she simply turned her head away.

With father's consent, Nan Shuishui took the steamed buns with a smile, and thanked Nan Zhao sweetly: "Thank you brother Zhao."

"Go, go and eat."

The lovely dimples on Nan Shuishui's face melted Nan Zhao's heart, and she couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her hairy head.

Nan Shuishui didn't resist either. Although she didn't have much contact with this handsome brother, she liked this big brother very much.

Holding the steamed buns in her hands, she bouncingly went to share them with her friends.

After sending the child away, Nan Zhao sat on the stone bench, looked at Nantong Water and Nantong Land, and then explained: "Hey, the Nan family became like this because of your father, who insisted on selling medicine according to his own circumstances. Otherwise, the residence of the Nan family will not be taken back, and it will end up being unable to afford food now."

The Nan family has always been gentle, so even if they are full of complaints, they will not get angry at Nan Zhao.

"What about my dad? And the other elders of the Nan family?"

"them."

Nantong Shui looked hesitant, as if there was something he couldn't say in his heart.

He held back for a long time, Nan Zhao also watched for a long time, anxious, he couldn't help but look at Nan Tongdi who had the same expression on the side, his face was flushed red by Nan Zhao's stare, finally couldn't take it anymore, closed his eyes, sighed and said: "They. They went to the city below the mountain to beg for food."

"beg?!"

Nan Zhao stood up in a jerk, they were all the elders who were usually highly respected and extremely particular, no one singled out would be in their fifties or sixties.

How can he imagine the scene where they go to beg for food?

In order to survive, did you give up your dignity?

It was only then that Nan Zhao realized how difficult the Nan family's situation was at the moment, and forced more than a dozen elders to form a group and go to the bustling city to beg for food.

He was ashamed to be a junior, so they couldn't even afford food and clothing.

"Uncle, Uncle, you are here to look after the house. I will go down the mountain and definitely find them. There are so many prescriptions in the Nan family. You can't become a cripple!"

Nan Zhao said firmly, and put the burden on the stone table. Although there was no food inside, there were some daily necessities at least.

He was no longer idle, and quickly descended the mountain. The poor scene on the mountain and the timid eyes of the child were all hitting him in the face.

The city closest to the Nanjia's hidden mountain is City B.

Nan Zhao stepped onto the road from the mountain road, feeling a little complicated.

This city is very ordinary, cars with red lights and tall buildings.

But the person in his heart is still in this city.

He left without saying a word, but now he came back in such a mess.

So he decided to come this time and not look for Mu Lingshang.

Although he needs help very much, asking his beloved woman to help him is something that no man can and does not want to talk about.

On the street, pedestrians are in a hurry, and next to the bus station on the side of the road, there are always squatting beggars holding porcelain steel.

They were dressed in tatters, like clothes pulled out of the mud, and they screamed mournfully.

In the porcelain jar, there are some small change and some banknotes.

Why do beggars always gather at the bus station?
Because there are many people there, the waiting time for the bus is long, and there are fixed seats. In the end, everyone waiting for the bus has a piece of change in their hands.

People don't feel bad about throwing a piece, so the chances of them getting it are much better.

Nanzhao walked from one station to the next, observed about seven or eight beggars, but still did not find the elders of Nanjia.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to go to the theme park.

Next to the main entrance of the park, under the pine tree, there are several elderly men and a few middle-aged people.

Although the clothes they wear are simple, they are very clean and there are no traces of wandering.

"All right!"

Nantongtian looked funny, he wore the most ragged clothes, and sat in front of those elders, facing the road, with his five bodies on the ground, DuangDuang knocked his head, and there was a pleasant sound of change falling from the porcelain jar next to him.

He was knocking vigorously, when suddenly a shadow enveloped him, he looked up.

"Son, why are you here!"

Nan Tongtian hugged Nan Zhao's thigh excitedly, crying with tears streaming down his face.

"Okay, get up."

Nan Zhao looked at this disappointing father, and silently knelt down to help him up.

"You prodigal son, why do you insist on selling medicine according to your fate? Don't you know that there are so many people in the Nan family who want to support them?"

Nan Tongtian felt guilty, so even though he saw his son yelling at him, he didn't refute, and even nodded, with tears streaming down his face, and said aggrievedly: "Father is wrong, father is wrong, but now the Nan family is being punished by that A group of bad-hearted boycotts, and said, also said that we are poison, and now no one dares to buy our medicine!"

"Evil?"

This sentence made Nan Zhao think of the Si family and the Liu family.

"It was the Si family and the Liu family who resisted together and spread rumors."

Sure enough, he guessed right!

But how could the Si family resist, did Si Xiang's cousin die?

"Okay, you are worthless, you take the elders back first, they are too old and can't bear it, I will figure out a way about the money, what other medicines do we have left, and how many are there."

"There are still a few simple ones left. Those expensive medicinal materials are not expensive. There are Bilian pills that the Si family asked for to renew the life of a girl. There are also some good painkillers, tranquilizers, and beauty treatments. Dan, the medicines for heart and brain diseases add up to hundreds of doses of each."

"Enough, give me two days, someone will go to Nan's house to order medicine, and the price must be a hundred times higher."