After the four of them celebrated Jiang Meijuan's birthday at noon, they went their separate ways in the afternoon, going to work, guarding the supermarket, and... The debriefing of the work.

"How do you think your relationship with Jiang Meijuan can be brought closer?" Zheng Nanyang was rubbing Fu Yuan's sore legs, and asked Liu Chengyan without raising his head.

He and Fu Wei are very anxious now, whether it is material or spiritual, they have already given Jiang Meijuan, but Jiang Meijuan's side seems to have encountered a bottleneck period, and there is no tendency to break through that layer of window paper.

"I don't know, I feel like I've done my best and it's saturated. The rest should depend on you, whether something can happen to her family," Liu Chengyan thought for a moment, and finally said in a deep voice.

Fu Wei raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Chengyan, and lowered his eyelids in frustration, Liu Chengyan and 1973 are like this, it sounds simple, but if you really want to make something in the Zhang family, it is not easy to start.

"So let's go today? Let's celebrate Jiang Meijuan's birthday," Zheng Nanyang suggested, their revenge on Jiang Meijuan has lasted for so long, it is impossible to make progress and stagnate now.

Fu Wei nodded weakly and went to prepare a gift for her "baby" godson. Jiang Meijuan's birthday gifts can be fewer, but Zhang Pingen's cannot.

When the two arrived at Zhang's house with their things, Zhang's mother was still talking to her neighbors.

I was a little surprised to see them coming, but Mother Zhang only reacted for half a second, and then shouted into the house in her unique voice, "Ping'en, come out quickly, your godfather and godmother are here!" ”

Zhang Pingen is also a person who knows how to read people drugged, so he immediately rushed from the house and obediently greeted them, "Godfather and Godmother." ”

Then he looked at the two bags of things that Zheng Nanyang was carrying, and his eyes lit up.

"Don't look at it, it's not you," Fu Wei walked over to cover his eyes, and pushed him into the house.

Zhang Pingen, who was happy to have no gifts, pouted and reluctantly accused Fu Wei, "Godmother, you don't love me anymore." ”

Fu Wei is embarrassed, I have never loved.

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"I'll make it up to you next time, today is your mother's birthday, don't be jealous of the things we brought her," Fu Wei soothingly rubbed the watermelon head that Zhang Pingen's long hair had cut after that, and didn't say anything more.

In fact, she did it on purpose, she discussed with Zheng Nanyang for a while, and found that it was easier to provoke their family conflicts when Zhang Pingen went to be sad without gifts.

The two discussed it together and hit it off.

What they brought this time was not only the gift they gave to Jiang Meijuan, but also the large bouquet of roses that Liu Chengyan sent.

didn't wait long, Jiang Meijuan and Zhang Jiarui returned home one after another.

"Mom, why did you cook so well today, is there any happy event?" Zhang Jiarui dusted off the ashes on his body and asked casually. But this made Jiang Meijuan, who was in a sensitive period, pay attention.

Jiang Meijuan pretended to be puzzled, and said to Zhang's mother, "Don't you do this when Shulan comes, right?" ”

It was Zhang's mother, who was cooking so many dishes for Fu Yuan, who was stepped on her tail, and the anger that she had suppressed in her heart and couldn't vent came out, and she roared back directly, "What are you talking about, why are you so ignorant?" ”

That Fu Mo has only come once in a long time, how can it be compared to her who is all home?

What's more, Fu Mo buys things every time she comes, and Jiang Meijuan doesn't buy one for the New Year's holiday.

Zhang's mother slammed the kitchen door shut, unilaterally cutting off contact with the outside world.

Jiang Meijuan, who was locked out of the kitchen door, was so angry that tears were about to slide out, she was also a daughter-in-law, how could Zhang's mother be so favoritous?

"Meijuan, what do you think I brought you?" Fu Wei stood not far from her, looking at her with a smile. At this time, Zheng Nanyang walked in from outside the gate, exchanged a look with her, and Fu Wei opened his mouth.

"This is the flower that Nanyang and I gave you, do you still like it?"

After the four of them broke up for lunch, Jiang Meijuan was going to work, so naturally she couldn't hold such a big bouquet of roses, so she had to leave it to Liu Chengyan.

And Liu Chengyan later followed Fu Wei and Zheng Nanyang to the supermarket, and the roses also fell into their hands. Liu Chengyan had no reason to send roses to Zhang's house, but Fu Wei was different.

My best friend gave a bouquet of roses on her birthday, and when she said it, others would only sigh that they had a good relationship, so they brought the roses over.

Zhang Jiarui, who was still playing with Zhang Pingen, saw the roses and heard Fu Wei's words, so he reacted and asked Jiang Meijuan for confirmation, "Meijuan, today is your birthday?" ”

Jiang Meijuan, who had just recovered the roses, was overjoyed, rolled her eyes at him, and said coldly, "Yes, you don't know?" ”

The best friend who was cheated by her and had no children remembered her birthday, and the man she had only known for a few months would celebrate her birthday and prepare surprises, but her closest pillow person didn't do anything.

Zhang Jiarui played his straight man attributes, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Meijuan, I was busy and forgot, next time... I'll make it up to you next time! ”

Jiang Meijuan snorted coldly: "Didn't you say that last time?" ”

Next time, next time, how many times, who knows if she will be able to wait in her lifetime?

Zhang Pingen, who didn't notice the situation of the adults at all, had already wrapped his arms around Jiang Meijuan's thighs, looked at the roses in her hands with straight eyes, and pleaded with her in a low voice, "Mom, godmother has brought you a lot of gifts, can you give me this flower?" ”

He had never seen such a beautiful tweed, and if he could play with it, he would be the object of many little girls' courtship at school tomorrow.

It's just that Jiang Meijuan rejected him without hesitation.

"No," Jiang Meijuan coldly dropped these two words and entered the room with roses in her arms, not noticing that behind her, Zhang Pingen had a greedy and predatory gaze.

When she entered the room, she was in a daze at the flowers again, leaning her face to the flowers and smelling and smelling, feeling the fragrance.

It was the first bouquet of roses in her life, from a man she hadn't fallen in love with yet.

"Auntie, you cook so many dishes today," Fu Wei wrinkled his nose and sniffed, pretending to be very satisfied.

"It's not like you're here, you and Nanyang are busy in the supermarket, and the meal is definitely not delicious, so we'll make up for it today," Zhang's mother said affectionately with Fu Yuan.

Fu Wei watched Jiang Meijuan's face collapse little by little, and then turned her head and complained to Zhang's mother, "Auntie, you are lying to me, obviously because today is Meijuan's birthday, otherwise you would definitely not cook so many dishes, right?" ”

The words were all delivered to her mouth, and Zhang's mother would be a fool if she didn't take it on.

She glanced at Jiang Meijuan with flickering eyes, quickly retracted her gaze, and smiled awkwardly, "Yes, it's not her birthday, we are like this every year, we are used to it." ”

Jiang Meijuan grinned and didn't speak.

Fu Wei did everything possible to find a place for herself to comfort herself, as well as Zhang's mother's differential treatment, guilt and unwillingness came to her heart together, coupled with Zhang Jiarui's indifference and neglect, Jiang Meijuan only felt tired and panicked on her shoulders.

When will it be easier these days?

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