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Chapter 130 This is my birthday today (Thanks to the book friend “mengfu” for 500 rewards)

Chapter 130

Probably, it should, maybe, it is Liu Pingan who thinks too much.

Properly self-righteous, properly self-satisfied.

The relationship Jiang Jie said was probably just the relationship on the wine table?

So what, drinker, friendship from drinking?

But Liu Pingan asked himself and never really had a drink with her. When eating on Mango Mountain, he said that he wanted to drive a motorcycle and didn’t drink. What’s more, his mineral water that was blended with the wine was embarrassing to be called wine?

As for the wine that he went to find her and walked through the back door to accompany her to drink, uh, that was the yaozi produced by the system, that was the disturbed thinking, that was the memory that was modified, and it was nothing but a fictitious thing, and it could be taken seriously. ?

He clearly knew that it was something that had never happened…

However, she should not know.

She really thought he had drunk with her, he still drank a lot of wine, just pour a glass, can sleep well, feel smoky and ecstatic, wake up and feel comfortable, and still have endless aftertastes afterwards. Kind of.

Because of the obscure information, maybe she will still make up some messy specious things in her brain.

For example, the reason why you feel so good is not only because of the rare good wine, but also because of the person who drank together?

Maybe in her eyes now, he is already the kind of scum that wants to put aside the relationship after completing the road.

Liu Pingan, who was a little stunned, stopped speaking at once. So what, the more you say, the more mistakes you will make, right?

Sister Jiang didn’t tell him what it was. She waved her hand and got into the car, leaving him half a bag of three mushrooms, half a bag of dates, two bamboo shoots, and two tender pumpkins.

It was the autumn breeze on the Mango Mountain. Three handfuls of mushrooms were harvested by Sister Jiang. Bamboo shoots, jujubes and tender pumpkins were all gifted by Liu Pingan to present the Buddha with flowers, and was specially instructed by the old owner, Uncle He.

Really count the small gifts he gave out, it was only the chicken and eggs, and the small glass of mineral water poured in.

“When will I call in the city, I will invite you.”

Before leaving, Sister Jiang rolled down the car window and raised the wine-drinking mineral water in her hand, with a serious smile.

“Please drink.”

Liu Pingan nodded, smiled, then waved goodbye, and then the smile on his face froze, slowly converging.

I stayed in place for a while, looking away from the direction where the black car disappeared, staring blankly at the windfall hung on the handlebar of the motorcycle. I was so confused that I didn’t know what I was thinking.

Maybe I didn’t think about anything, but I was suddenly interested, wanting to pretend to be deep and melancholy?

Maybe I really thought about it a lot, and suddenly felt that I was a chess piece at the mercy of others, let alone the chess player, I didn’t even see exactly what the chessboard looked like.

Then I feel very worried and flustered?

However, on the surface, it was just a little daze. Liu Pingan quickly raised his hands and rubbed his face, got into the car and started to light up, and went to the small shop in a hurry.

Don’t think about things that you don’t understand. Let’s hurry up to deliver food to your wife, or Yin & Yang should be awkwardly awkward again, and it is possible to blow the hair directly later.

Fortunately, there is no blasting hair, just the level of Yin & Yang’s weirdness.

It should be that the time is not too late, hurry up and catch up in the end.

Of course, it may also be because today’s small day is a little special in itself.

When Liu Pingan got up early to kill a chicken, he received Xia Yingqiu’s WeChat and a shiny red envelope.

“Nine years have passed by in a hurry, thank you for your tolerance… Happy birthday, congratulations on getting rich!”

That’s right, this is Liu Pingan’s birthday, July 19, in the lunar calendar.

In fact, he doesn’t care so much. After all, he is an old farmer in Shangougou and doesn’t care about it.

Here, birthdays are referred to as “guosheng”, and birthday banquets are called “birthdays”, which is somewhat particular about it.

For example, if the elderly in the family are still alive, the juniors cannot run a school.

There is no reason, I have been like this all the time, if I really want to ask, it is probably a convention, which is the so-called rule?

The young and old are in order or something.

Anyway, Liu Pingan had never had a life before. At most, his mother, Zhang Youqun, kept it in his heart, and it was a matter of cooking a delicious meal.

They used to cook meat, but now they kill chickens. They used to have a family of three. Now, without the old man Liu Changping, plus Xia Yingqiu and Liu Mengxia, they have become a family of four.

Anyway, it is enough to have a good meal at home, and will not greet outsiders, including relatives and friends.

Of course, sometimes I get busy with farming, or doing odd jobs outside, I can’t even eat that good meal, and I’m too tired.

Obviously, living this year is something that has happened. Although it is not a busy farming or part-time job, it seems to be a little bit more important than busy farming and part-time job.

After all, it is such a big business, at least on the bright side.

Therefore, Xia Yingqiu, who has always had small belly chicken intestines, has never been awkward and frowned, but Yin & Yang is habitually irritated. Of course, it may also be because this is only Liu Pingan’s birthday, not her own birthday.

Her birthday was past, and Liu Pingan sent out a red envelope and went to her house to have a nice meal.

Eating in various senses.

It’s that simple and straightforward, it’s so unpretentious.

Therefore, Xia Yingqiu’s requirements are actually not that high. As long as you follow the point and don’t fight tit-for-tat, you don’t have to be more serious, it’s still quite satisfying.

The local saying goes like this, “cat’s hair, you have to follow the hemp”, um, it means to smooth the donkey to smooth the hair.

Just as she said “Thank you for your tolerance”, Liu Ping’an sent back an emoticon of love and roses, and did not calculate how much tolerated. Just like the red envelope she sent, Liu Ping’an received it with his left hand, and sent it a little smaller with his right hand. The red envelope with a little number but very auspicious went back with an emoticon pack of “Same Happy Same Happy”.

It may be very tacky, but it is very effective, or the current Xia Yingqiu might not have such a good face.

“We won’t keep the shop in the afternoon, so we just closed the door. Let’s pick up Xiao Shuangshuang and have a good meal together?”

Liu Pingan seemed to ask for advice at random, even though he knew his wife Xia Yingqiu and his mother Zhang Youqun were not very good at dealing with them, he still bit the bullet and opened his mouth.

In the end, it’s a family, it may be really difficult to get along day and night, but if you gather for seven days and eight days, you should still be able to deal with it.

What’s more, today is a bit special, because his birthday is not fake, and the person who gave birth to him is his mother Zhang Youqun.

His holiday should also be her holiday.

Gathering together for a meal is considered a holiday together.

“It’s okay to go there. It’s about to start school. Xiao Shuangshuang can open up and play a bit. When I look back, I have to do my homework and dance every day.”

Xia Yingqiu didn’t refuse, but hesitantly hesitantly, and finally agreed.

“It just so happens that you want to sell Guoguo, and I can help as many times as I go.”

“Yeah.” Liu Pingan nodded sharply, “If you want to be at ease, work hard together…”

“roll.”

PS: Thank you book friend “mengfu” for the 500 reward, good boss, the boss made a fortune.

Hmm, it’s really a birthday, so I just received a gift and said it happily.