The rebirth of seventy hot wife has space

"sorry."

"You didn't feel sorry for me, Dad, you were sorry for Fang Ruo."

"Huh??? Ah!"

Fang Ruo didn't want to make detours, so he simply took a dose of strong medicine, "Dad, do you still remember Nan Nan?"

"Nan Nan?"

Nan Nan was Fang Ruo's nickname in his previous life, Fang Xiang was stunned for a few minutes.

Fang Ruo was a little vacillating, could it be that she really was thinking too much?

As soon as she opened her eyes, after she had the memory of the original owner, she associated the disappearance time of the original owner's parents with the time when her own parents died, so now this cheap dad feels very familiar to her, like a relative. Dad, she naturally thought about that.

Sure enough, Fang Ruo was injured, and now, he misses his biological father so much, his eyes are red, his mouth is flat, he feels wronged and wants to cry.

"Nannan? Are you Nannan? You, you too, you too?"

Fang Fang regained his strength, wanted to laugh, wanted to cry, wanted to hug his daughter, but dared not.

Fang Ruo took the book "I, from the future" on the table and gave it to Dad.

"Nan Nan, this is written by Dad, the book written by Dad!"

really!

"Dad, woo...Dad, why did you come, what did you come for?"

Fang Ruo threw herself into her father's arms and cried, she was a wronged little girl like that.

"Wait a minute? You can't blame Dad for this matter. Dad came here five years ago, and that silly little girl is not you! You? Did something happen to you?"

"Well, a month ago, I drove the car into the sea."

After Fang Xiang asked, his nose got sore after hearing what Fang Ruo said. He has an iron fist to everyone, and his label is ruthless. A pet girl madman.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, Dad saw you again, and he's not alone anymore."

"Well, Dad, your temper hasn't changed at all."

"That's right, if you change it, I won't be your father anymore."

Fang Ruo drenched her father's clothes from crying, then raised her head and wiped away her tears, and dragged her father to the small sofa to sit down.

"Dad, why did we encounter such a bizarre thing?"

"There is basically no solution to this kind of thing, don't think about it, Ruoruo, Dad has been thinking about it for five years and still can't get an answer."

"By the way, where is my mother? Maybe my mother?"

"Your mother left early. It's been more than ten years. It depends on fate. Don't think about it. At least Dad has you now. Dad is content. How dare you expect anything else?"

"It's a pity, the property you left me, as well as my career, now I have to start from scratch, and it's still so bitter here, woo, dad..."

After confirming that it's his own father, Fang Ruo's charming girl nature also came to life, acting like a baby?I want to make up for the coquettishness that I didn't have in the past few years when my father was away.

"Hey, those are all external things. If you don't think about it, it's useless to think about it, right? Dad brought you something back."

"What is it?"

"Deer antler, deer tendon, ganoderma lucidum, and wild ginseng are all produced in the northeast, and we don't have them in the south."

It turned out that Dad had been in the Northeast for the past five years.

"Who said no?"

"Have it?"

Nothing else, as much ginseng and ganoderma as you want!
Fang Fang stared at his daughter curiously.

"You bring me your things first, and I'll take a look."

That's right, Xiang Xiang ran downstairs slowly, and under the puzzled eyes of Chen Zhuo and Gao Junning, he ran upstairs again with the big backpack.

Throw the bag on the floor of the room, and take out the bundles of ginseng wrapped in soft cloth in the same direction, the ganoderma lucidum in a bag, the antler and deer tendon wrapped in paper...

"If ah, this ginseng has been seen by local elders, and they are all over 50 years old."

Fang Ruo took a look and found that these ginseng were much worse than those grown in her space in ten days, so how many years are the ginseng in her space?

"Dad, is your ginseng a good ginseng?"

That's necessary, the directions are still taken out in the same way, like offering treasures, and all of these will be sold for money to my daughter in the future.

Fang Ruo went to the drawer, took out the ginseng that had been drying in the space on the top of the kitchen, and showed it to the direction.

"Good ginseng! Ruoruo, where did this come from?"

"I planted it."

"It's not artificially grown. It's wild ginseng. I've seen a lot in the Northeast in the past few years. You can't fool me."

It is indeed planted. It seems that you have to pull out a fresh ginseng. Fang Ruo turned around, and then there was a fresh, human-looking fresh ginseng in his hand!
"This? Dad's ability to accept has reached the limit, you can say goodbye, let me take it easy."

Fang Xiang patted his heart hard, what kind of magic is this, fortunately he can encounter such things as time travel, and even more bizarre things can be understood, but daughter, this is not as simple as bizarre, it can be called a miracle, this.

"Dad, let me tell you this, this kind of thing, I have as many as I want, and I can produce batches after batches."

Fang Ruo couldn't understand, and then, the father and daughter sat cross-legged on the ground, Fang Ruo told Dad about the space, just when Dad came back from the northeast, she had so many ginseng in her hand, it was easy to say, in the future, Dad will have to Take cover.

Fang Ruo also showed the miraculous but ordinary ring in his hand, and picked two more melons for her father.

"Let no one know about this matter. From now on, all your unreasonable things will be blamed on Dad. Dad made the ginseng for you. Don't be afraid to investigate this matter."

"Ah."

The father and daughter were still shutting the door in the room and chatting non-stop. Xiang Fang also asked about the situation of his relatives and friends after his death, lamenting that life is impermanent.

If he hadn't known that the couple in the room were father and daughter, Chen Zhuo would have thought wildly and become jealous. How could a father with a name have so much to say?
Gao Junning was also curious, his teacher is usually a ruthless person, he treats others almost indifferently, never mentioned his daughter with others, even with him, at this moment, the father and daughter are very close.

The father and daughter finally said everything they thought of, and finally, Xiang Xiang asked about Chen Zhuo.

"Ruoruo, how about marriage? Is it that kid named Chen Zhuo?"

"Ah."

"What do you think? Dad came forward and helped you leave?"

"It might be a bit difficult. He disagrees. I'm only a little older. I've already passed a high school in the provincial capital. I want to study."

Well, this is the daughter in his direction. Moreover, he doesn't think that Chen Zhuo is a good person, he is a fool, with a half-smile on his face, as if everything is under his control, a little supercilious, In short, I don't like it.

It doesn't matter if you like it. My daughter is too young to discuss it.

"Let's leave it to Dad to talk about it, okay? Just tell me, where are you now?"

"I have nothing to do with him, but he begged me to get along with him. I'm still thinking about it."

"Don't think about it, just cancel this certificate first."

With that said, Fang Xiang left his daughter's room, stood on the second floor and waved to Chen Zhuo to let him come up.

Fang Ruo also felt that even if she and Chen Zhuo liked each other, they should divorce, and then have a good relationship. Marriage is a matter of course, so she didn't stop her father from looking for Chen Zhuo.