Chapter 92 Of course, the best should be given to family!

Seeing the father and daughter looking so dazed, the old man took out an extra 88 yuan when he withdrew the money, and gave it to Qiao Qiao as a lucky red envelope.

He added, "Consider these eighty-eight dollars as a lucky charm for the little one."

Qiao Changdong looked at the two bundles of 100 yuan, then at the old man in front of him, and finally at the bank staff.

Twenty thousand yuan is not a small amount.

Most people wouldn't withdraw such a large sum of money at once.

But perhaps because the old man has been bringing people to trade recently, the staff didn't show any surprise.

“I don’t think it’s safe for you to keep your money like this. Why don’t you deposit it back in?” The old man looked at the father and daughter and thought they looked like two country bumpkins from the countryside.

Although these two country bumpkins were both incredibly good-looking, it couldn't hide their sheer silliness.

He rarely had the leisure to advise the two of them: "The world is better now, but there are always bad people who are greedy for money. You should save your money."

"By the way, where are you from? Let's exchange contact information. My name is Chang Zhongjie, I'm from Beijing. This is my home phone number. I'll be here before the New Year. If you have any other kinds of food, feel free to give me a call."

As he spoke, the old man who called himself Chang Zhongjie went to the bank staff for some paper, took out the pen he wore in his breast pocket, and quickly wrote down two phone numbers and his own name.

Even if it's just a few words, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with elegant strokes, showing that he is indeed a cultured person.

Before handing over his contact information, he solemnly repeated, "You absolutely must call."

A business worth 20,000.

That's how it was done.

Not to mention Qiao Changdong, even Qiao Qiao felt a little guilty.

She thought for a moment, then asked Qiao Changdong to take out the diluted spiritual spring water, which was in an ink bottle, from the basket and hand it to Chang Zhongjie.

"Grandpa, this is for you. It's a nutrient solution my dad made himself. You can use it to water your flowers; it's very effective."

"Ink for watering flowers?" The old man frowned, looking at the ink bottle with the words "Zhonghua Ink" written on it that Qiao Qiao handed him, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"No, no, this isn't ink. It's just for holding the nutrient solution. When you water it, use about one pen ink volume to mix with 500 milliliters of water."

"Wow, you little one, you're so young, but you know so much." Chang Zhongjie looked at Qiao Qiao with a hint of amazement as she spoke eloquently and with great detail.

Qiao Qiao smiled shyly, looking extremely well-behaved, and attributed all of this to Qiao Changdong: "My dad taught me. He's really good at growing flowers, and I learned by following him every day."

“Yes, I know how to raise them. My daughter learned it from me.” Qiao Changdong chimed in, but in reality, he knew nothing about raising them! He might as well try to ruthlessly destroy them.

The old man took the ink bottle, opened the cap, and smelled it. He didn't smell any ink, but he did smell a fresh grassy scent.

He didn't say anything and carefully put the ink bottle away.

Qiao Changdong also deposited the 20,000 yuan back into the bank, exchanging it for a 20,000 yuan deposit certificate.

As they parted ways at the bank entrance, Chang Zhongjie held onto the father and daughter, repeatedly telling them to contact him immediately if they found any good varieties, promising to travel any distance to get them.

Qiao Qiao thought about the two remaining clivia plants in the bracelet space and remained silent.

The other plant that was sold along with this one and transplanted into the bracelet space was actually much better growing, larger, and with more lush foliage than the one that was sold now.

Because it was growing so well, it was difficult to put it in a bamboo basket, so she brought out a small one.

This small one sold for 20,000, so wouldn't the big one sell for tens of thousands?!

Qiao Qiao was a little excited.

Qiao Changdong was also very excited.

After parting ways with the old man, the two headed towards the guesthouse.

Once inside the guesthouse, Qiao Changdong calmly took Qiao Qiao out of his military overcoat and placed her on the bed.

Then, when the father and daughter's eyes met, their eyes curved into the same squinty shape.

Then they started doing the same shoulder shrug.

Finally, the father and daughter burst into laughter.

Qiao Changdong excitedly cupped Qiao Qiao's little face in his hands, chirping incessantly like a woodpecker, shouting excitedly as he chirped.

"My goodness, my little darling, you're amazing! You could really support your dad!"

It's not just enough to support him, it's more than enough to support his entire family!

The father and daughter, having received a large sum of money, didn't have a moment to rest; they immediately went to the largest department store.

Winter has already arrived.

Hongfeng Town is located in the southern part of the region. Although the temperature is not as low as in the north after the onset of winter, the damp and cold climate unique to the south still makes the winter weather particularly difficult to endure.

Qiao Qiao's winter clothes were all sewn by her grandmother, stitch by stitch.

Hongfeng Town is a major cotton-producing area, and every year Grandma Qiao would sew some cotton-padded clothes for Qiao Qiao according to her figure.

It's warm, really.

It's just a bit bulky.

In winter, Qiao Qiao is often bundled up like a little bun. Her already short and clumsy legs become even more awkward when she walks in winter, making her look like a little duck.

Qiao Qiao remembered the down jackets she had seen at the Shen family's house in her previous life, also known as "bread jackets," and said to Qiao Changdong, "Dad, let's go buy clothes for Grandma, Auntie, and the others. Let's buy down jackets; they're so warm."

Qiao Qiao earned the money, so Qiao Changdong naturally had no objection to how she spent it.

However, when he got to the department store, he looked at the prices of the down jackets in the store and felt a little reluctant to spend the money.

Even though he earns one or two thousand yuan a year, the cheapest down jacket costs two hundred and three yuan! The more expensive ones cost five or six hundred yuan, and he really can't bear to spend that much!