Latian went back and forth to be drunk and drunk, and forgot the hardships again.

A good harvest is always the most celebrateable, and today even Feng Qiping and they are allowed to participate in this meeting with the people of the second production brigade, and they can also exchange Chinese cabbage for labor just like the people in the village.

Their work is less than half of that of the members, and they usually don't have enough food to change food, and they are often hungry, but after Fengzhang came, this situation has decreased.

The second production brigade went up and down, plus Zhiqing and Feng Qiping, a total of 185 people, and they cooked a total of 50 cabbages, which was enough for everyone to eat and support.

After eating, each family sent a representative to Yang Jingjing's house for a meeting.

The family was full of people, Yang Jingjing and her brothers and sisters were kicked out, thinking that there was nowhere to go, so she happened to go to the ancestral hall with the package and handed this over to the fortune teller.

She hasn't been delivering food for a few days, and the one who delivered the food has become Yang Jianzheng, Yang Jianzheng's personality is as upright as Lin Guoxue, and the fortune teller has long been looking forward to Yang Jingjing coming over to fight with him.

"Girl, why haven't I seen you here all this time?"

"I'm busy studying, I'm going to have a final exam recently, and I have to get a good grade."

"Whew! That's it? The fortune teller glanced at her, "I'll teach you, make sure you get the first place." ”

"No, you don't." Yang Jingjing shook her head, "I can win the first place myself." ”

If she couldn't get the first place in the second-grade exam, then she could kill herself.

The fortune teller had seen the things in Yang Jingjing's hand a long time ago, thinking that his family had finally sent the things over, and he had been reading them for a long time!

"Girl, it's been hard work!" The fortune teller grinned and went to pick up the package in Yang Jingjing's hand.

"Do you have a copy of my name?"

The fortune teller who got the package was very happy and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes!" Let's go inside. ”

Yang Jingjing and the fortune teller entered the ancestral hall before and after, but the fortune teller who walked in front took the package, touched it, and turned it upside down, frowning, feeling a little wrong.

Why is it so flirtatious? Did his mother-in-law forget to pack him his favorite sauerkraut? He's been thinking about it for a long time!

After entering, Xu Xin asked, "Divine stick, what are you holding in your hand?" ”

The fortune teller just looked up and smiled, "Good thing." ”

The six of them have been together for so long, the friendship is already extraordinary, and generally everything is shared by everyone, and the fortune teller didn't want to eat alone by himself, so he beckoned the big guys to surround him to unpack the package.

Except for Lin Guoxue, who was squatting at the foot of the wall, holding a notebook and a pen and constantly calculating various formulas, the other four people all surrounded him, and Yang Jingjing naturally came to the front.

Seeing that the fortune teller opened the package, revealing a gray-blue sweater inside, the fortune teller shook it open with a puzzled face, it was small, narrow, and there were several beige bows on it.

“？？” Is his mother-in-law crazy? What do you do to send him the clothes that the little girl wears? Although he has lost a lot of weight, his body is still there, and he definitely can't wear it.

Not to mention that there are a few bows on it, and even if he wears it, he won't wear it, isn't that...... Is it messed up?!

Yang Jingjing was very happy when she saw the gray-green sweater, "Grandpa An, this is for me?" ”

She thought that it must have been said in the fortune teller's letter that she Yang Jingjing took care of them, so she specially sent her such a beautiful dress, which was so heartfelt!

She could only laugh at it! Hahaha!

The fortune teller had an unpredictable expression, and only when he heard Yang Jingjing's sentence 'Grandpa An', he smiled and teased, "Now you know how to call me 'grandpa'?" ”

Usually Yang Jingjing is usually called Shen Stick or Lao An, and only when he asks him will he call him grandpa.

After saying that, the fortune teller turned over the inside again, and turned out a tweed strap skirt, and then turned out a floral dress, a red plaid dress, and a woolen scarf and hat, and found a pair of brown leather shoes, which were particularly exquisite, and he used to wear leather shoes, and he could see at a glance that they were good leather.

It's a shame that everything in here is small, and it's clearly girl's.

In addition to these wears, there is also a crystal ball inside, which is very beautiful when it floats with snowflakes.

The fortune teller remembered that his little grandson came back and begged him, saying that his classmate had a particularly beautiful crystal ball and asked him to buy it for him, but he sent people to ask many places, and this thing was too rare and expensive to buy at all.

He actually saw it here today, and he felt that this package was definitely not sent to him, what he couldn't buy before, how could his mother-in-law buy it now and send it to him?

Sure enough, he turned to a letter at the bottom, the letter was sealed, and a few lines were written on the front, strong and powerful, this word is good.

The words written are - to Jingjing.

Okay, this package was completely sent to Jingjing, not sent to him by his mother-in-law at all, it really made him happy in vain, and he thought there was sauerkraut to eat!

The fortune teller handed the letter to Yang Jingjing, and said in a sour tone, "Girl, this is obviously your own package!" It's full of good things, say, did you deliberately stand out in front of your grandfather? ”

Yang Jingjing glanced at him, "How old are you, and you are still worried about me, a little girl who just turned ten years old today, are you embarrassed?" ”

Fortune tellers have nothing to be embarrassed about! He has a thick skin, and when a little girl says this, he can still laugh with a hippie smile.

Yang Jingjing glanced at the immodest old man again speechlessly, and then took the letter from his hand, and there were three typings written on it-Jingjing received.

It is upright and slender, the pen is distinct, but the corners are a little rounded.

I don't know what's going on, Yang Jingjing remembered Fang Yunkai, who was obviously very stable and old, but always liked to pretend to be coquettish in front of her, and called her 'Jingjing' with big black and white innocent eyes.

The association was abrupt, but she couldn't think of anyone else for a while.

Also, he said that he would give her a birthday present, could it be him?

Yang Jingjing didn't know, this letter was also going to go back and read it again, she stepped forward to pack the package, and deliberately muttered in her mouth, "Alas, my friends who are thousands of miles away remember that today is my birthday and sent me birthday gifts, but some of the people I take the risk to see every day don't even have a blessing." ”

As he spoke, he pretended to shake his head, "Chilling." ”

"Listen, listen!" The fortune teller pointed at Yang Jingjing, with an expression as I expected, "Am I right?" That's what this girl would say! ”

"Hahahaha!"

They all looked at each other and burst out laughing.

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