The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Wen Ling knew that she didn't want to go home tonight.

Originally, I thought that I would spend the night in the bridge hole or somewhere else.

After all, there is no money and nowhere to go.

However, if the benefactor doesn't leave, then maybe he can go to the benefactor's house for a while.

I don't know how the benefactor is now.

In the plot, it is said that the conditions of the benefactor are not good and life is difficult.

Because of the poor living conditions since childhood, when he grows up, he will be completely blackened after being stimulated.

"I still have to make money, otherwise the benefactor will not be able to live a good life." Wen Ling chatted with 233 worriedly while walking.

233 means in the evening, it just wants to sleep and doesn't want to talk, thank you.

But when it comes to the villain, after 233 thought about it, he gave a not very good suggestion: "How about selling ginseng?"

Wen Ling doesn't know a few big characters, has no ability, and is fragile. 233 really can't think of what Wen Ling can do to make money.

If it really has the ability to turn hair into beards, then it is not impossible to sell ginseng.

That's it...

If it can't be changed, it's still cool.

233 is an auxiliary system, not even a shopping mall. If you want something, you need to go to the Lord God to ask.

And there is no checkpoint or the like, and there is no way to get the goods.

Like this ability to directly make money for the host, it does not have it.

In the words of the Lord God: "Be self-improvement and self-reliance."

To put it bluntly, the Lord God feels that he is poor, so don't come and dig things from me, no, it is impossible to give.

Make up your own mind.

Wen Ling didn't even think about it, she just wanted to help her benefactor.

Whether the world is destroyed or not is not important to the little ginseng essence.

The important thing is that when the world is ruined, the benefactor is also in it.

How desperate, how sad, do you not want to live anymore, and destroy yourself and the world together?

"Hey... It seems that I can only sell ginseng." Wen Ling sighed sadly, and then quickly walked into the unit building of her house.

Wen Jia bought a super-large over-storey with the first and second floors connected together.

Although it does not have its own independent space like a villa, the houses in this area are actually not cheap.

The neighborhood is good, the environment is good, and the location is even better.

In addition, the Wen family is far from the point where they can buy a villa with X, so the current conditions are understandable.

The original owner did not have the key to the house at all. After all, he used to live in the school, and the family simply excluded the original owner and did not treat the original owner as a family.

If you are not a family, how can you have a key?

Usually, when I come back on weekends to ask for living expenses, I also need to knock on the door, and sometimes I have to hang up for a long time before I can enter the house.

If you go home, you may not be able to get living expenses.

He just offended Wen Yu and caused Wen Yu to suffer all kinds of criticism at school. Now that he goes home and wants to enter the house, it is probably difficult.

The Wen family retreated from his dormitory and forced himself to go home, but he just wanted to embarrass himself, and then forced himself to admit his mistake to Wen Yu.

After tossing around for a while, let yourself know clearly that she has no status in this family, she can't be a demon, she can honestly be a fire girl for Wen Yu, and maybe she can barely eat.

The original owner has a delicate mind and may bow his head for life.

Wen Ling is a fairy, the world of fairies, where can there be so many truths.

Don't look at Wen Ling as a short-legged loli, but when she gets angry, she is comparable to a long-legged royal sister.

What's more, Wen Ling was almost dug into stewing soup when he first started Lingzhi, but he never suffered any grievances.