How is that possible? How strong is he!
Su Yunbing face is also changed continuously.
Chapter 7 Poverty Alleviation and Money Making
This operation has gained a lot.
What needs to be considered now is how to realize resources.
Hang Yu rode back to Qinglong Hutong first. Today, the neighborhood Committee seems to have organized street cleaning activities, and the road conditions of the main roads in the community have improved slightly.
But it doesn’t make much sense
Plants grow too fast.
Neighborhood committees and property roots can’t be managed.
When Hangyu came to the door to take out the key door, she suddenly saw Wang Popo pushing a snack car home with MengMeng at a distance.
The road conditions in Qinglong Hutong are very poor.
Weeds that can’t be cleaned forever keep rising wildly.
The tallest one is as tall as an adult, and both of them are almost submerged in the grass.
Grandma Wang and little MengMeng have been strengthened by the spiritual world, but the situation is still very difficult.
MengMeng Jr. pressed his cart with both hands and sweated his hair like a calf, and his face was flushed with restraint, making it hard to push snack car even though he was nursing.
"MengMeng and Wang Popo asked me to help the top leader!"
Two people feel a great force at the same time.
Snack car, who was unable to move, was pushed up.
Who is so strong? !
Yang Mengmeng immediately raised his head and his face was dirty and covered with sweat. His eyes were very bright in black and white, and a very kind face was reflected from the inside.
"Ah, it’s Brother Hang. Thank you, Brother Hang."
Hang Yu suddenly thought of a problem in this process.
People in their thirties in Logger Vick call themselves big brothers all day.
Hang Yu also called Logger Vick’s mother-in-law Logger Vick’s niece MengMeng his brother.
How to calculate this seniority?
It’s all messed up!
Of course, Hang Yu doesn’t care about this either.
With the help of a third-level fighter, the stall was quickly pushed into the hospital.
Wang Popo quickly said, "Xiao Hang, thank you, MengMeng. Pour a glass of water for your brother."
Yang Mengmeng was sensible and brought a glass of water and a little face full of worship. He said in a crisp and sweet voice, "Brother Hang is really stronger than my bald uncle."
Hang Yu touched the little girl’s cute pill head. "If little MengMeng goes to the spiritual world to practice his future strength, he will not be worse than his brother."
Yang Mengmeng’s eyes are bright.
Hang Yu’s eyes fell on Wang Popo snack car.
The owner of this snack mainly sells pancake fruit
Wang Popo should have made a living by this before.
Hang Yu asked, "Can you still make money by selling pancake fruit now?"