Chapter 510: Unsatisfactory things are often ninety-eight
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got into her own small BMW car, Jing Shiyan saw a black Audi waiting behind her car from the rearview mirror, her eyes were cold, and she spit softly: "What a cunning fox, or don't worry about me." ”
The two cars, one white and one black, one in front and one behind, drove out of Liu Ming's community one after another, and Jing Shiyan slandered: "Yes, it seems that you have to pay attention in the future, don't be caught by Tang Fox." ”
When they arrived at the Xinghuayuan community, Tang Yao and Jing Shiyan came to the villa in Hangul, looking at the customized and installed furniture style, the luxurious furniture was really what Tang Yao was pursuing.
The young installer on the first floor of the villa, who was putting the finishing touches on it, learned that Tang Yao was the owner of the furniture installation next week, and flattered: "Boss, this style is good, right?" This is the most expensive of the four styles installed today. ”
Jing Shiyan rubbed the sofa in the living room, the leather sofa was wide and thick.
Tang Yao observed the uniqueness and lightness of the wine cabinet, and sat on a rotating round chair that automatically lifts and turned.
"Master, your company installs furniture, doesn't this owner supervise the work?" Tang Yao looked at the workers installing the sink in the kitchen.
"Yes, those little two are on the second floor." The worker screwed the urn vigorously and said angrily.
In the master bedroom on the second floor, Han Wen hugged Xin'er and tested the quality of the big bed, "Yes, Xin'er, this bed can withstand the toss of the two of us at that time." ”
Xin'er broke free from Han Wen's arms, got up and walked to the window, and opened the window, "It is said that it is environmentally friendly furniture, with low formaldehyde content, but it still smells, and the house smells of furniture." ”
Han Wen knew that the cunning Xin'er was avoiding him again, he jumped out of bed with a carp, and forced Xin'er into a corner, he looked at this slippery girl like a loach emotionally, these two almost misfired several times, but Xin'er controlled it in time.
His eyes were dark, as dark as the boundless night, "Xin'er, 20 years old is over, we can do that." ”
"Uh-huh, grandma taught us that we all have to get a marriage certificate to do that." Xin'er blushed.
Just when the two of them were in love, they heard the footsteps of someone stepping up the steps from the first floor, Han Wen was reluctant to let go of Xin'er, walked out of the master bedroom, and saw Jing Shiyan and a strange man walking up.
"Hey, isn't this Jing Meinu?" Hangul said hello.
At the end of June, when Miao Miao returned from Beijing to invite her junior and senior high school classmates to a night market, they met.
Jing Shiyan smiled faintly, "Visit the furniture of your house, it's good, the vision is really good." ”
Tang Yao stretched out his hand towards Hanwen, "Hello, Tang Yao, we are neighbors." ”
"Oh, you also bought a house in Xinghuayuan? What district are you in? Han Wen knew about the entanglement between Jing Shiyan and Liu Ming, and thought to himself, this is very lively.
Seeing that Han Wen and Xin'er began to accept the installation of furniture, Tang Yao and Jing Shiyan looked at the furniture in the guest room and left.
In this row of townhouses, Miao Miao and her friends go from east to west, and Han is in the easternmost direction, followed by Miao Miao, Liu Ming, and Bahati's house.
Tang Yao and Jing Shiyan went back to Area A to pass by Miao Miao and others, and when they passed by Miao Miao's house, Tang Yao slowed down and turned his head to look at the shadowy figure on the second floor, Miao Miao was busy with her back to the window of the master bedroom, and she didn't see Lulu's shadow.
Tang Yao sighed in frustration in his heart, and walked west with Jing Shiyan's slightly stiff waist.
Jing Shiyan saw a young and beautiful Uyghur girl wiping the windowsill with a rag in the living room of Liu Ming's house, and thought, "When will today's housekeepers have such a beautiful girl." ”
Noticing that Jing Shiyan's steps were a little messy, Tang Yao asked with concern, "What's wrong, you're not feeling well?" ”
"No, I'm just a little tired." Jing Shiyan pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, hiding the panic in her heart, just now she saw Liu Ming walking out of the door, and she happened to look at her.
Liu Ming's eyes revealed a faint sadness.
On this night, Tang Yao and Jing Shiyan shared the same bed and dreamed, tossing and turning, and Tang Yao sighed at the loneliness of Lulu becoming Miao Miao's daughter-in-law.
Jing Shiyan has been thinking about how the old man Liu Ming can have sadness, the kind of sadness that comes out of her bones.
Buying a wedding room, installing furniture, asking someone to remove formaldehyde, buying pothos and other flowers, etc., Miao Miao was busy and drove a pickup truck to pull his old father-in-law and mother-in-law to visit his wedding room with Lulu.
Rong Chang and Kong Jia looked at the newly decorated wedding room, smiling from ear to ear, the furniture was simple and generous, and there were no bells and whistles decorated by many young people.
Kong Jia looked at the pink baby room, so warm, and joked to Miao Miao: "Miao Miao, if Lu Lu gives birth to a boy, is this color too feminine?" Don't rush to move in yet, wait until the children are older, and then move in. ”
"Okay, Mom, I'll listen to you." Miao Miao knew that Kong Jia was worried that he would take Lulu to live in the villa, and the old couple would be lonely again.
Rong Chang said to Miao Miao: "Miao Miao, the 300,000 yuan is Lulu's dowry, although you don't have to buy anything, then you can save it, don't return it to us." ”
This trip to southern Xinjiang made Miao Miao make a lot of money, and he returned the 300,000 yuan given by Rongchang and his wife, as well as the 200,000 yuan given by his parents, to the old man, and the four elders did not want it.
Looking at Lulu who was sitting on the sofa testing the quality, Miao Miao's eyes narrowed happily, and she sighed from the bottom of her heart: "Dad, our Lulu is a lucky star, now I don't have to worry about money, I can do my own business with peace of mind." ”
Rong Chang and Kong Jia both nodded, thinking, Miao Miao is not a lucky star, listening to Miao Miao talk about soaking and peeing, you can find a stone wall worth tens of millions, which is really a bit of a fantasy.
The smug Miao Miao took Lulu back to the orchard, and her parents smiled happily.
The son has his own marriage room, which makes the heavy stone in Miao Miao's mother's heart fall to the ground, and it seems that people have become much younger and more energetic.
On the second day of living in the orchard, Uncle Gao came to Miao Miao to help, because his family had a backlog of apples, Lao Gao heard that through the website of the Ningxi District People's Government, he wrote a letter for help to the local leaders, and the government would come forward to help solve the difficulties of the people.
Looking at the expectant eyes of Uncle Gao and Aunt Wang, who were in their early sixties, Miao Miao took her mobile phone to inquire about the "leadership hotline for help", and wrote Uncle Gao's letter asking for help from the superior department to help promote Apple.
After the letter for help was sent, Miao Miao's family didn't think much about it, it was just helping the old man who didn't understand the operation of modern self-media to write a letter, but he didn't expect it to cause a lot of turmoil.
In the early morning of the next day, when Miao Miao was still asleep with Lulu in her arms, she was disturbed by a phone call from Secretary Zhao of Burak Village.
"Miao Miao, where are you? Did you use your mobile phone to send a letter of help to the leader above? Secretary Zhao asked straight to the point.
Miao Miao rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked in surprise: "Secretary Zhao, yesterday Uncle Gao asked me to help him send a letter for help, what, how do you know?" ”