Li Wenjuan held Wang Lin's hand and wanted to leave, but the stall owner reached out and grabbed her shoulder.

Wang Lin was quick-witted and hugged Li Wen in his arms, and at the same time he smashed his right elbow into the stall owner's chest.

The stall owner was hit by Wang Lin with an elbow and took two steps back.

Wang Lin said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

The stall owner said, "You broke my fan, how dare you not buy it?"

Wang Lin sneered: "You said your fan is specially made by your own? Isn't it?"

The stall owner stubbornly said, "Yes! What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Wang Lin said to Li Wenjuan: "You go to the stall we just visited to buy a exactly the same one."

Li Wenjuan nodded, shrugged her nose, and turned to leave.

"Hey! Don't leave!" The stall owner wanted to catch up with Li Wenjuan, but was stopped by Wang Lin.

Uncle Zhong was right next to him. Seeing that Wang Lin could control the situation, he did not come forward to help. As a qualified bodyguard, he knew when he should take action and when he could rest.

Wang Lin said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I'm here and I can't run away!"

Seeing Wang Lin's majestic look, the stall owner couldn't help but hesitate.

"Okay, I'm sorry you can't escape!" The stall owner snorted coldly.

Li Wenjuan came back soon and handed it to Wang Lin with a folding fan in her hand: "Brother-in-law, look, it's really the same. The price is five yuan there, and I bought it after three yuan."

Wang Lin took the fan, opened it with a snap, and said, "This is the fan you sell for 50 yuan each? What kind of ancestral craftsmanship? They are all batch products produced by the same factory."

The stall owner frowned: "My goods are different!"

Wang Lin said in a deep voice: "Then I have to come to the industrial and commercial department to test the authenticity!"

Li Wenjuan said: "Brother-in-law, he is a blackmail, can we sue him?"

Wang Lin said: "Yes!"

The stall owner immediately turned off the fire and did not dare to get angry anymore. He turned around and picked up the fan that Li Wenjuan had tried before, handed it to Wang Lin, took the new fan over, and went back to his stall without saying a word.

Wang Lin shook his head gently. In this world, people really bully him no matter where he goes. The stall owner clearly bullied Wang Lin and the others, so he dared to blackmail him.

"Brother-in-law, this person is so hateful!" Li Wenjuan snorted.

Wang Lin handed her the fan: "Save it for fun!"

Li Wenjuan smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, teach me how to open this fan? Why can't I open it after trying so many times?"

Wang Lin said: "Actually it's very simple. You just need to use force staggeredly. Two forces in opposite directions can open the fan. You will definitely do it if you try a few more times."

Li Wenjuan stopped shopping all the way, so she kept opening it with a fan, closing it, closing it and opening it again and having a lot of fun.

After returning to the hotel room, Wang Lin called home.

After the phone was connected, there was no sound inside, and then a shout of "Ah! Ah! Dad!" came.

"Hey! Baby!" Wang Lin laughed, "Is it you who answered the phone? My baby is so good and has learned to answer the phone."

Wang Wen can't say the complete words, except calling him dad, he just shouted like ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wang Lin said something, and Wang Wen followed, and the tone was extended, which was as good as singing.

Li Wenxiu held his son in one hand and held the microphone in the other hand in his ear.

Wang Wen seemed to know that his father was on the other side of the phone, so he kept talking, which made Li Wenxiu and others amused.

Li Wenxiu waited for his son to finish speaking, then moved the microphone to his ear: "Wang Lin, your son has been singing all night and has been singing non-stop."

Wang Lin said: "Is this learning to speak? Isn't it good to say it."

Li Wenxiu said: "I guess yes. How are you there?"

"Everything is normal." Wang Lin said, "It's not raining at home, right?"

"No, it's all sunny. Is it raining in Gusu?"

"Well, it rained heavily last night. Gusu in the rain has a particularly beautiful feeling of Jiangnan water towns. You won't come and take a look."

"Can it be more beautiful than Shencheng? I would rather take care of my children at home, it's so fun!"

Li Wenxiu is always like this. She does not yearn for any poetry or distance, nor does she care about the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the wild sand in the desert, and the smoke from the north. She just wants to accompany her closest person, three meals a day all year round.

She doesn't need any romance or romantic. The gifts she gave to Wang Lin are the most practical things. She is not unaware of the romance of life. On the contrary, she is the woman who understands the most in the world. When she is quiet and silent, she is as beautiful as a picture of a lady in Jiangnan. She turns romance and love into the trickle of life, and love is speechless.

None of the other women around Wang Lin understood the true meaning of life like Li Wenxiu. Marriage is love and birth, and it is food and food.

Li Wenxiu didn’t need to know that Gusu, which rained, was a beautiful scenery in Jiangnan, nor did she need to know that the Forbidden City, which snowed, was the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty. No matter how long the Great Wall was and how beautiful the cape was, it had nothing to do with her. She only had her husband, only her son, and only this family.

Perhaps, her simplicity is the reason why Wang Lin cannot bear to leave her, and it is also the peace of family that he longs for in his heart.

But Wang Lin himself didn't know this. He always thought that it was just because the child tied the relationship between the two people.

The two talked about their son and family matters, and chatted for a long time before hanging up the phone.

Wang Lin called Shen Xue and Zhou Zhou who were concerned about him and asked about their health.

Zhou Zhu has not returned to the porridge restaurant yet, so she plans to return to work. She will follow the agreement with Wang Lin before that her foreign boyfriend Jack bought a house for her in Shencheng and let her live in Shencheng.

Shen Xue and Lin Meimei live together, and they are busy recording their second music album.

The best-selling of "Poetry" made both Little Bailing Company and Lin Daimei make a lot of money, and Lin Daimei has become the brightest new star in the mainland music industry in the 1990s.

The first album was a great success, and the release of the second album became particularly important. To continue the glory, you must do your best to do every detail.

With the experience of her first album, Lin Meimei had the confidence when she performed her second album. She had the best resources in this era. She only needed to sing well and she would definitely succeed again.

Shen Xue can't dance now, she only does some simple training and usually records songs with Lin Daimei.

Because Xiao Bailing has become famous, many singers come to visit and want to sign a contract with Xiao Bailing.

Wang Lin told Shen Xue that if you think there is a great potential singer, you can consider signing it.

In the 1990s, many singers were very popular in the mainland, but many of them became famous all over the world and then disappeared. These people are undoubtedly genius singers, but unfortunately they have not been well packaged and have no career plans. What Xiao Bailing wants to create is such a platform, a stage for singers to display their own talents.

After putting down the phone, Wang Lin suddenly felt a deep loneliness.

Shen Xue and Zhou Zu are pregnant, Li Wenxiu is staying at home, Li Jiaxin is far away in Xiangjiang, and Tian Xiaoqing wants to help him manage his financial career.

He was in this foreign land, but he didn't have a confidante with him.

When thinking of women, Wang Lin could only take a cold shower to calm his body down.

The next day, Wang Lin and his group set out to other cotton producing areas for inspection.

The situation in the cotton area in the Yangtze River Basin is roughly the same.

After three days of investigation, traveling through several cotton producing areas, and having a long talk with dozens of cotton farmers, Wang Lin gradually had a plan in his mind.

After the visit that day, Wang Lin said to Zhou Boqiang: "Mr. Zhou, I don't think we need to go to Nanjing anymore. Let's set up a cotton area near Gusu!"

"Lou Dong?" Zhou Boqiang smiled slightly.

"Yes, it's Loudong. Loudong is flat, with plenty of sunshine time, and there are many cotton farmers, but many people give up growing cotton and instead planting rice. If we invest, we can attract them to come back to grow cotton."

"I also think Loudong's comprehensive conditions are the best." Zhou Boqiang said, "Then you don't have to search hard. Just settle for Loudong."

Wang Lin said: "Next, we have to act separately. I will go to China Cotton Institute to find them to develop new cotton seeds. You go to Loudong to negotiate with the authorities to establish Aixu Cotton Farm."

"Okay! Zhou Boqiang said, "We try our best to complete the preliminary reclamation of the cotton farm and the preparations before sowing within this year. The most important thing is the research and development of new cotton seeds, which is the top priority."

Wang Lin said: "No further ado, I will go to Zhongmang Station tomorrow."

The two of them had decided to discuss and then they acted separately.

Zhou Boqiang did not bring his assistant here, and Wang Lin kept Guo Lingling to help him handle some affairs.

Negotiations with the authorities also require a secretary to support the situation.

Wang Lin took Li Wenjuan and Uncle Zhong to the Zhongmian Station together.

The Cotton Research Institute of the Chinese Academy of Sciences was established in Beijin in August 1957 on the basis of the former Cotton Workshop of the North China Agricultural Science Institute. The following year, it moved to Baibi Town, Anyang, and embarked on the historical mission of supporting the "national team" of cotton.

This is the highest-level cotton crop research institution in my country, with the best key laboratories and has established long-term cooperative relations with many foreign cotton laboratories. It is also the only national-level cotton professional research institution in my country, the top 100 comprehensive agricultural research strength in the country, and the top ten scientific research institutions in the country's comprehensive agricultural basic research strength. It enjoys a very high reputation in the world's cotton industry.

After Wang Lin and his group arrived in Baibi Town, they asked someone to find out the location of Zhongmian Institute in the local area, and then drove directly to.

Baibi Town is one of the five major cotton production areas in my country.

The grand gatehouse of Zhongmian is filled with garden-style office space, with trees shady and green.

Wang Lin asked someone for directions: "Comrade, where is your Director Xing working?"

"Director Xing? Which Director Xing? We have two Director Xing in the institute."

"Director Xing Wending."

"Oh, that's the old director. At this time, he usually lives in the cotton test field. From here, you see an old man wearing a straw hat, a vest and a white shirt in the cotton field. That's the old director."

"Thanks."

Wang Lin and the other two walked forward according to the instructions.

There is a wide test field next to it, with cotton all planted inside.
To be continued...