Coke mixed with wine, Jiang Ping drank more and more.

After the clerk took back the red wine, Jiang Ping and Jiang Yang, the two living treasure sisters and brothers, you have a glass and I have a cup, and quickly drank high.

The more Zhang Youwei listened, the more she felt that Jiang Yang was like a boy she had seen when she was a child, especially the feat of smashing three little hooligans who bullied her sister with a wine bottle, in the area of Xueyuan Road, it was a big news back then. But before Zhang Youwei checked with Jiang Yang and brought him an adoring little wink by the way, Jiang Ping suddenly cried again, saying that Jiang Juan didn't know where to die now, leaving a child like Xiaoxiao who didn't even have a mother since she was a child, and she was so pitiful that she died. Jiang Yang hurriedly covered Jiang Ping's mouth, but it was still too late.

Xiaoxiao was also made to cry by Jiang Ping, and several of her classmates knew that Xiaoxiao and Lin Miao were not biological - Xiaoxiao's aunt was really just an aunt, not her father's little wife.

Fortunately, KFC business was not good, and when Jiang Ping was crying, it was already past the meal, and the customers in the store could only enter and exit, leaving only four or five tables of people, witnessing Jiang Ping's drunkenness. Zhang Youwei helped Jiang Ping, who was drinking high, went to the bathroom and asked her to wash her face.

Lin Miao hugged Xiaoxiao and comforted her silently for a long time, so that the poor little guy's mood stabilized. I was glad that my grandmother didn't come. Otherwise, with the old man's similar personality to Jiang Ping, the mother and daughter would have to cry in the restaurant if they had a mother and daughter cry twice, so it would be difficult to clean up.

A good birthday banquet was ruined by Jiang Ping's crying. When Jiang Ping came back after washing her face, the children's laughter was much less.

It's just fortunate that Lin Miao is here. When the little girls were almost eating, they were also a little familiar with Lin Miao, so they were bold, took out Lao Lin's books brought out from their respective homes, and asked Lin Miao to sign them one by one.

Although Lin Miao couldn't understand the logical root of this group of little girls asking him to sign instead of Lao Lin, when he signed, he still had a sense of belonging. After Long Feifeng danced and brushed a few books to sign, the little girls were all in admiration when they looked at Lin Miao's words, and shouted one after another.

"Oh! He really knows how to write ligatures!"

"I've seen his ligatures!" in the newspapers!

"How can Singapore be the first prize in the country? Isn't Singapore a city in our country?"

Lin Miao bent her cheeks and listened to the little girls' chatter, very lazy to give lectures on geography. But the main thing is that there is still a lack of a world map, which shows that Zhang Youwei arranged the position of "teaching aid administrator" for the students in the class, which is actually really targeted......

Lin Miao glanced at Zhang Youwei's pretty face that was drinking crimson, and suddenly envious of Jiang Yang in her heart.

Some people are really born with endless blessings.

It is said that a person always has to work a little hard to gain something, even if you cheat in the exam, you have to prepare a little in advance, right? It seems that in addition to reading, all other life skills have been fully filled by birth, and he can always feel the pulse of social rules and smoothly get what he wants-including love.

This really made Lin Miao, who has always "won with liver", feel very unbalanced from the bottom of her heart.

When Lin Miao was looking at Jiang Yang with the eyes of the hanger, the clerks in the store, under the loud and repeated reminders of Xiaoxiao's classmates, finally figured out who the big family who came today was sacred. After the store manager asked and confirmed, he was immediately excited, and then hurriedly ran back to the staff lounge and called the headquarters in Dongou City.

After a while, the store manager ran back and told Jiang Ping that today's order was free, as long as she, Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao took a photo with the staff in the store, and allowed them to enlarge the photo and hang it outside the store.

Lin Miao understood as soon as she heard it, isn't this just a disguised endorsement for KFC in Dongou City?

But after thinking about it a little, it didn't seem to hurt, so I simply agreed.

The store manager took out the camera in the store and took several photos of the mother, picking the angle and changing the place, and took a big turn in the store. After taking the photo, he took the money from the cash register and returned it to Jiang Ping exactly as it was.

Jiang Ping was overjoyed.

What Jiang Juan is not Jiang Juan, in front of these more than 500 pieces, all of them have become a passing cloud.

After taking the photo, I ate for a while, played for a while, and sat down until early 8 o'clock, the customers in the store were all gone, Lin Miao saw that the time was about the same, so he urged Jiang Ping: "Withdraw, withdraw! I have to go to school tomorrow!"

Jiang Yang looked at his watch, his face was full of drunkenness at the level of a weak chicken in the wine field, and he nodded: "It's not early, it's time to go......"

When the clerks on the side, who had been waiting impatiently, heard this, they hurriedly stepped forward and asked if they wanted to pack it.

Jiang Ping saw that there were at least one or two hundred pieces left on the table and hadn't finished eating, and when she thought that the KFC things were still quite delicious, she was a little reluctant to throw them away, so she nodded and said, "Take it away, take it all away that you haven't bitten." ”

The clerks immediately took out a bunch of cardboard boxes and plastic bags, sorted them together with three or five people, and got two family buckets out of the leftovers for Jiang Ping in minutes. A few minutes later, Jiang Ping and Jiang Yang each carried a bag, and the sister and brother staggered out the door.

Jiang Ping stood on the side of the street waiting for the car, and smiled happily at Jiang Yang: "Hahahaha...... I didn't spend a penny! I also brought home two big bags, Xiaoxiao's birthday is too cost-effective!"

Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, Lin Miao whispered in her ear: "Stupid, our photos are worth more than five hundred yuan, and we will help them make money if they are sold." Xiaoxiao didn't understand what Lin Miao's words meant, but just held Lin Miao's hand more tightly.

This meal made her a little uncomfortable, and she always felt weird in her heart.

Jiang Ping quickly got a taxi and asked Jiang Yang to send Xiaoxiao's five classmates home first.

The little girl named Bao Jieying was very reluctant to give up on Lin Miao, and wanted to take advantage of it again before leaving, but this time she was finally avoided by Lin Miao.

Grandma's, it's endless.

Once or twice, it's called cute, and three or five times it's a wave!

Jiang Yang pulled Bao Jieying back into the car, and the taxi quickly sped away.

Jiang Ping called another tricycle, and then she and Zhang Youwei sat on their laps with the two little ones in their arms, blowing the evening breeze that had become cooler, and slowly headed towards home.

A large bag of leftover dinner was stacked between Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao, emitting bursts of tempting aroma.

The pedaling tricycle driver pedaled forward hard, his stomach growled at the smell of chicken nuggets, and his mouth kept swallowing, envying the life of the rich man, and at the same time he was very happy that he could earn eight yuan on this journey.

Tomorrow the family will have half a day's rations, and this will be settled.

Half an hour later, the tricycle driver, who was sweating profusely, parked the car at the gate of Mingyue Community. Jiang Ping saw that the driver was working hard, and gave ten yuan, not even change, so she took Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao and pulled Zhang Youwei to the community.

The tricycle driver took ten dollars, smiled happily, carefully stuffed it into his pocket, and hurried back in the direction he came from on an empty bike - this was not his territory, pedaling three wheels, and he couldn't just cross the line.

Lin Miao followed Jiang Ping in the direction of home.

In the darkness of the night, he saw a lonely figure sitting downstairs in his house.

When I looked at it, I couldn't help but look strange.

Ding Kai?

What's the situation?