Chapter 12: Meng Meng's younger son

Calculating the time, the news came out about April next year, and the land used by the school district was already bought. All the procedures were completed and started to work. If this is the case, now this may be I have done it.
Bai Yihan lay down his head and lay down again. He didn't ask for a big piece of it in the matter. Even if he knew this in advance, he didn't have the mind to go grab the meat with those real estate agents, but if he Now go to Xiangshan and the south of the city to buy more real estate such as storefronts and houses. When schools and shopping malls are completed, can he make a small profit?
In the early stage of construction, he bought some stores and so on. He could rent out if he could not manage himself. He remembered that he was in a state of
one shop is hard to find
before he died. When he was at home, he rented rent. Is it ok?
If you are in a hurry, you can get a sum of money by selling it directly. At that time, with the ability of your father, even if the white family is down, you can make a comeback. Even if you can't, you can at least let the family eat and wear.
Thinking this way, Bai Yihan’s heart was much more practical, the room was too quiet, he was lying for too long, and he thought for too long, and he slept without knowing it.
He didn't wake up until he heard the soft knock on the white mother. He opened his eyes in confusion, and he couldn't tell the difference.
He was wearing a messy hair, wearing a white bear, a blue bear pajamas he bought, and yawning and opening the door with his eyes open.
The white mother looked at her little son who was so cute, and she really wanted to press him into her arms. But the fact is very cruel. The child grows up and refuses to let her go. If she dares to do this, her little son must I will be ashamed and angry.
However, she still couldn't resist holding a hand on Bai Yihan's face, and helped him to shun the messy head hair. Bai Yihan was sleepy and confused, and she was allowed to play with her.
The white mother cares about the soft hair of the younger son, and the heart is soft and the sound is soft enough to drip out the water: "Wake up? Go to wash your face and spirit, eat, your father and big brother and sister are both came back."
Bai Yihan’s point was a little bit. The white mother touched the hair and sat down to the downstairs. After thinking about it, she turned back and said softly: M hurry, and mother loves you too.

Bai Yihan smirked at her and smiled. When she closed the door for a while, the confused thinking was re-homed and began to carefully distinguish the words of the white mother.
then……? !
Dad and big brother are back? !
Bai Yihan was in the same place. He was not ready yet. The last impression he had about Dad and Big Brother in his mind was that they hated the iron, the anger and the sad eyes.
The last side of his father’s visit was at Grandpa’s funeral. Dad’s always straight back was bent. The two were covered with white hair. The whole person looked old and weak, and the older brother was always steady and determined. The face is also full of sorrow, very embarrassing, the whole eyelids are red, but still stand upright, because he still wants to support his parents and younger siblings.
On his own, he did not dare to rely on the front, only dare to stand in the distance, watching the black casket of the once loving grandfather was buried in the cold soil.
Everything about that is still in front of him. How dare he go to see Dad and Big Brother? Even if nothing happened now?
Ah, yes, nothing happened now. Grandpa didn’t die, Bai’s family didn’t lose, and his parents and brothers didn’t get rid of the backbone because they were being pushed.
Now he is just a bit of a noisy white three, as long as he is jealous, awkward, all bad things will not happen, he kept saying this to himself.