Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Seeing Huo Yao's distressed expression on express delivery fees, Huo Yulin was silent for two seconds, and then asked, "Sister, are you short of money?"

Huo Yao scratched his head and frowned bitterly: "How can I say it, it's poor!"

Now I can’t concoct medicine and sell it, or I’ll be discovered by people in my clan. Although their satellite network was destroyed earlier, it’s probably going to be repaired after more than a year.

And the money she made before was almost lost by her. Therefore, she is really poor now that she cannot make ends meet, so poor that she can't even pay for express delivery.

When Min Yu next to him heard the word poor from a certain population, he silently glanced at her.

People who can afford 10 million medicinal materials are called poor?

"Three brothers have a card, you can use it." Huo Yulin said, already pulling out the wallet from his pocket.

I don't know why my parents don't give money to his sister, but he has never had a place to spend his money, so it's better to use it for his sister.

Huo Yao watched the movement of his brother holding the card, and the corners of his lips twitched. It was indeed the Huo family, and the ancestral Sekka transfer routine was exactly the same.

She coughed, held her hands tightly, and shook her head to refuse: "Thank you, brother, poverty can make people progress, and I think being poor is also good."

Huo Yulin was startled when he heard the words.

Huo Yao patted the express box he was holding, and said quickly: "I'm going upstairs first."

Soon, the person disappeared in the main house.

Seeing this, Huo Yulin had to take the card back in amazement, and Min Yu's voice came from beside him, "Brother Huo, drink tea."

Huo Yulin's gentle expression was instantly restrained, and he only glanced at him obliquely. The dog, really caught the opportunity to add to the block!

Turned and walked towards the backyard.

In the backyard, the old lady had just caught a chicken and was about to kill. The road was a bit slippery. She didn't step on it firmly, and her whole body fell back uncontrollably.

Huo Yulin's eyes condensed, and he walked over quickly, holding him back with agility.

After the old lady stood firm, she sighed in false alarm, "Thanks to Xiaohuo, you are here, otherwise I will have a fall today."

Huo Yulin held the person under the eaves, glanced at the moss-covered stone road in the courtyard, and frowned.

This kind of ground is obviously very slippery when it rains. This old lady usually lives alone. It is inevitable that the situation will happen just now. When I look back, let someone come over and redecorate.

"Do you want to kill the chicken?" Huo Yulin asked, turning his gaze on the chicken that the old lady was carrying.

"Yeah." The old lady nodded.

"I'll come, you go and rest." Huo Yulin said, already rolling up his sleeves.

The old lady waved her hand, "It's okay, I'll do it. You young people won't kill chickens. I'll get your clothes dirty later."

Hearing this, Huo Yulin remembered some of the past, he lowered his eyes and glanced at his left hand, then whispered back: "I will."

People and chickens, except for their different structures, are no different when they are killed.

After speaking, Huo Yulin took the chicken directly from the old lady and went to the kitchen to take the knife.

Seeing this, the old lady followed him and beat her.

"By the way, grandma, do your daughters usually come back to see you?" Huo Yulin asked casually while busy.

After getting acquainted in the past few days, he followed his sister directly to call the old lady and grandmother.

Speaking of her daughter, the old lady smiled wryly across her lips and sighed: "She may be busy, so she won't come back very much."

Hearing this, Huo Yulin paused, and then asked, "Then... where is Lu Xia?"