Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

Unfortunately, it was already too late. After all, there was no other exit from the basement. They were like dumplings, one after another was caught, and they couldn't even send a reminder.

Fan Xiude no longer knew what expression to make. He just stared blankly at the foreign exchange that had been taken away and the green card that had just been given to him. They were all gone.

"Fan Xiude, let's go." Dong Jinglin's face was full of sternness. This man didn't even want his own country. He was no longer his compatriot. He was a traitor.

"Sister Wei, look." Qian Duoduo handed the so-called visa to Wei Wei, "Isn't it funny?"

Wei Wei laughed when he saw it, "This is a fake, and only those who are obsessed with it and have no correct judgment will be fooled."

Why did Wei Wei say that? Which country has a visa that is so attentive and writes you in the language of its own country, for fear that you will not understand it.

Fake? Fan Xiude suddenly raised his head, stiffly turned his head and glared at the driver, "Why did you do that?"

"I don't even have it, how could I let you have it?" The driver's reason was very strong.

Fan Xiude had nothing to say, it was because he was lost.

"You are lucky to be caught in the country, otherwise, you will be smuggled abroad and be a low-class person for the rest of your life." Dong Jinglin was full of disdain and pushed Fan Xiude hard and pushed him into the detention center cell.

"Let's go, we have to catch Fan Zhenghui." Qian Duoduo urged Dong Jinglin, why are you talking so much to a person who is about to be sentenced?

"My son doesn't know anything, you can't arrest him." Fan Xiude was anxious and climbed on Tie Lanshan, but he didn't let Fan Zhenghui interfere in anything.

"But he has you as his father," Wei Wei said selflessly, "That's his biggest mistake."

Parents who are truly far-sighted will definitely not be willing to put their children in such a dilemma. Now they are anxious, so why did they engage in smuggling in the first place?

The fall of Mr. Yuan would not only affect Yuan Zhan, but Yuan Zhan himself did not fall because of his many military exploits, but his future was also over.

She worked very hard today, but if Yuan Zhan was implicated and fell, she wouldn't be able to move up.

Fan Xiude collapsed on the ground. It's over. His son will definitely hate him to death...

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"Comrade Fan, Captain Chen asked me to tell you that something happened to your family and asked you to go home." Wu Fan concealed his hatred for Fan Zhenghui and tried to calm himself down.

"Okay, I'm going to ask for leave and I'll leave later." Fan Zhenghui didn't look at Wu Fan directly, so he naturally didn't notice Wu Fan's gloating.

When Fan Zhenghui stepped into their home, he was immediately surrounded by Fan Yuanyuan and his people.

Fan Zhenghui was confused. In order to make Fan Zhenghui be honest, Fan Yuanyuan showed him the good things Fan Xiude had done and the red book of physical evidence.

Fan Zhenghui's face turned pale with fear. He, he turned the residents of a street into bad elements, and then he also became one of the bad elements...

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"Sister Wei, do you know," Qian Duoduo said with a face full of gossip, "the bad guy who reported on this street, his father was sentenced to 30 years."

Qian Duoduo got the news early in the morning and immediately came to share it with Wei Wei.

Wei Wei's eyes were sleepy, and the news did not mention her nature at all.

"Also," Qian Duoduo shook Wei Wei, who was about to fall asleep again, "that bad guy was caught by Fan Yuanyuan of gwh when he came home. He killed his family in a just act of justice." Well done.

"I know. In the end, Fan Zhenghui was fired and sent to the desert to find oil. Don't make any noise. I'm going to catch up on some sleep." Wei Wei closed her eyes and groped her way up to the second floor.

Qian Duoduo was worried about Wei Wei. If he fell down, something would really happen.

Moreover, Qian Duoduo was confused, how did Sister Wei know? You obviously didn't go out?

Wei Wei knew everything about it, naturally because she and Fan Yuanyuan planned the decentralization to the northwest.

Qian Duoduo was speechless when he saw that Wei Wei could steadily walk up to the second floor with his eyes closed.

"Sister Wei, have you been a thief these past few nights?" Qian Duoduo muttered.

Wei Wei suddenly became energetic. She was not a thief, but a gangster.

There were too many treasures hidden everywhere. When Wei Wei found one, he had to keep a close eye on it to determine whether it was his own or someone who had obtained it through deception. The workload was very heavy.

However, Wei Wei also took away the treasury of small yellow croakers accumulated by Pang Dan and others, and Pang Dan would probably live a "good life" in the future.

"By the way," Qian Duoduo suddenly remembered something, "Sister Wei, are you planning to wait until autumn and winter pass to send Grandma Jiang to reunite with her grandson?"

Wei Wei: "That's right, you didn't realize that Grandma Jiang was completely depressed after losing her grandson. Sending him there is the best solution."

"That's good, Grandma Jiang said, sister Wei, you suddenly don't dare to eat takeout, and I'm waiting to teach you how to cook." Qian Duoduo followed Wei Wei step by step.

"Okay, let's go and learn to cook." Wei Wei was woken up by Qian Duoduo and left, feeling sleepy and unable to fall back asleep.

Wei Wei: "Grandma Jiang, I'm here. What dish do you want to teach me?"

Grandma Jiang said cheerfully, "Your knife skills are very good. Let's make a simple dish for our first dish. Come and follow me step by step."

Wei Wei: "Duoduo, come and learn. It's not good to eat outside. If someone spits on you intentionally, you will die."

This is all her personal experience.

"Okay, can you do it, Grandma Jiang?" Qian Duoduo made a strange move.

Grandma Jiang: "No problem..." One sheep is being driven, and two sheep are being driven in the same way.

Grandma Jiang shreds the potatoes, Wei Wei also shreds, Grandma Jiang pours the oil, Wei Wei also pours, Grandma Jiang stir-fries, Wei Wei also stir-fries, Grandma Jiang adds the seasonings, Wei Wei also adds.

The final product came out, a plate of shredded potatoes with distinct roots and a prettier color than Grandma Jiang’s plate.

"Sister Wei, you are so amazing. You learn so quickly. Look at how successfully the potato shreds are fried. It looks like a plate of good shreds." Qian Duoduo was beaming with joy. He held the chopsticks and praised him before eating. .

Grandma Jiang also picked up the chopsticks, "Wei Wei, you do have talent. Tomorrow, grandma will teach you other dishes."

Qian Duoduo's eyebrows drooped and he put his chopsticks in his mouth, motionless.

"What's wrong?" Wei Wei had eyes and ears in all directions, and immediately noticed that Qian Duoduo's face was about to become distorted.

"Isn't it delicious?" Wei Wei looked down at the shredded potatoes again, "It shouldn't be right. I made it based on the seasonings prepared by Grandma Jiang." According to the proportion, no more and no less is just right. It's impossible. Salty.

Grandma Jiang was calm and took a piece of it. "At first, the salt didn't disperse. That's normal."

Grandma Jiang's calmness, as soon as the first bite of shredded potatoes was put into her mouth, she followed Qian Duoduo's footsteps.