Chapter 82

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"Yang Zimei?"

The huangming district where Yang Dejie is located is the Regal District of a city. Yang Zimei sees that the surrounding environment is very good. After finishing the bow and arrow Sha, he goes shopping at will, but he hears a crisp sweet voice.

Looking back, it is the monitor summer foam.

At this time, xia Mo was wearing a white tennis suit with short sleeves. Her forehead was sweating and her cheeks were red. She was full of the vitality of a young girl.

For summer foam, Yang Zimei is kind, she turned to smile and said hello to her, "monitor, hello."

"Ha ha, don't call me monitor, just call me Xia mo Summer foam trotted up, and she side by side, "son eyebrow, you also live here?"

Yang Zi Mei shook his head. The houses here are all independent small buildings with small courtyards. Although the property bubble has not yet risen in 2002, at least about eight hundred thousand, not ordinary people can afford it.

"Looking for someone?"

"No, just hang out."

"Well, go to my house, where I live." Xia Mo points to a small foreign corridor with red brick walls.

Seeing her so enthusiastic, Yang Zimei is not good at brushing her mind and following her.

Summer's courtyard planted a lot of flowers and trees, very fresh and comfortable.

But when Yang Zimei saw the green poplar tree standing in front of the door, he could not help frowning, but also looked at the building with the eye of heaven. He found that there was a faint gray everywhere, and the source of Gray was this poplar tree. Fortunately, the evil spirit formed was not serious.

"When was the poplar planted?" Yang Zimei asked.

"This poplar tree was transplanted by my father a month ago. It's very tall and has many branches. When the wind blows, the leaves will clatter. It's very nice." Summer foam smile way.

Fortunately, it has only been transplanted for a month. Otherwise, something will happen to the Xia family after a long time.

"Xia Mo, is your family going well recently?" Yang Zimei looks at xia Mo and asks.

Xia Mo's eyes slightly darkened, and then looked at Yang Zimei with a puzzled look, "how can I say this?"

"If I tell you that I am a geomantic physiognomy, do you believe it?" Yang Zimei looked at xia Mo very seriously.

"Ha ha, Zi Mei, don't be kidding. Where do you look like a magic wand? You're a little more like a fairy. " Xia Mo laughed.

"Are your parents at home?"

Xia Mo felt that Yang Zimei was strange. As soon as she opened her mouth, she asked whether her family was smooth, whether her parents were at home, and said mysteriously that she was a geomantic physiognomy.

At this time, a middle-aged man carrying a black briefcase walked in from the door. He was tall and strong, slightly fat. His facial features were somewhat similar to that of xia Mo, but the impression hall was slightly dim, with drooping eyebrows and a look of depression.

"Dad, are you back?" Xia Mo saw, happily welcomed up, reached for Xia Guohui's briefcase.

"Well." Xia Guohui pulled his tie, and his reply was a little tired. Then he saw Yang Zimei. He woke up a little and laughed at her. Then he asked xia Mo, "is your classmate here?"

"Yes, Dad, this is a new student in our class, Yang Zimei." Xia Mo turned his face and looked at Yang Zimei, "this is my father."

"Hello, uncle Xia!" Yang Zimei said hello politely and looked at him with Tianyan. He found that he had just lost a big business and was about to sign a contract. However, he killed Cheng Yaojin on the way and robbed his customers of his money, which made him lose a million profits.

"Hello, Yang!" Although depressed and tired, Xia Guohui is still polite and says with a polite smile, "please come in and sit down."

"Thank you, uncle Xia."

Yang Zimei followed them into the house.

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