Chapter 68: Little pickles, great merit

Yin Zaji's face was full of disgust, urging the midsummer solstice, "If you don't go, there will be no pickles to eat in our village this year." ”

"That's it."

Yin Shixin finished holding it, and took the lead to the door, and when he passed by the midsummer solstice desk, he saw a box of fireworks on her desk.

She asked curiously: "Xia Xia, are there fireworks in the village tonight, there is no notice in the group?" ”

"I want to play on my own. Jiang Han and I went to the beach tonight to set off fireworks. Midsummer Solstice asked, "Are you here to play, I bought a lot." ”

Yin Shixin stretched out his voice 'oh-', and squeezed his eyebrows at the midsummer solstice, "I'm not a light bulb." ”

After speaking, she asked Yin Zaji, "Jiji, you don't want to be the Queen Mother of the West." ”

"What do you call me, I haven't been beaten enough, have you?" Yin Zaji made a gesture to hit her, "I'm just going." ”

"Come on, it's still lively when there are a lot of people." Midsummer Solstice urged everyone, "Let's go quickly, it's time to have lunch again." ”

Yesterday, Jiang Han just casually mentioned that fireworks on the beach are very romantic. Although the fireworks on the beach are no different from those in the yard on the midsummer solstice, she bought all kinds of fireworks that night.

Jiang Han looked at the Midsummer Solstice gently, and only then did he take a step closer to her, and Yin Zaji was already in the way between him and the Midsummer Solstice.

She glared at Jiang Han, took the hand of the midsummer solstice, and said, "Let's go." ”

Jiang Han also wanted to hold hands with the midsummer solstice. Disturbed by Yin Zaji, his hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly.

Midsummer Solstice walked a few steps forward, and when he saw that Jiang Han hadn't followed, he turned back to him.

She held out her hand to him, "Come here." ”

Jiang Han was overjoyed in his heart, and he was about to hand his hand over, but Yin Zaji dragged the midsummer solstice away.

Yin Shixin compared paintings on the side: "It's a pity, I almost ran into it." ”

Jiang Han was dissatisfied: "Where did I offend your sister?" I've known her for less than five minutes! ”

Yin Shixin sighed like a philosopher: "You don't understand, my best friend's boyfriend is always not worthy of my best friend." ”

"Yes, is that so?"

Jiang Han covered his cheeks with both hands, and was simply flattered.

At present, he only dares to secretly like the midsummer solstice, but he didn't expect that here in Yin Zaji, the two have already been in a serious relationship.

He couldn't help but laugh out two rows of white teeth.

Yin Shixin complained: "You are a handsome guy, can you not laugh so stupidly." ”

Approaching the small cafeteria, there were gradually more people, and the surrounding chaos was full of laughter.

Yin Zaji muttered, "Every year. It's messy, it's noisy, it's still the same old. It's been almost 30 years, and they don't get tired of it. ”

Yin Shixin persuaded her sister, "Everyone is getting together and lively." Comrade Yin Jianjun said that in addition to worshipping ancestors during the Spring Festival, there are the most people in the village today. ”

Yin Zaji flicked her head, "Adults speak, children interject." ”

Jiang Han also wanted to speak up for the conch, but he didn't want to offend Yin Zaji, so he could only look to the side and pretend that he couldn't hear anything.

Some villagers rushed back from the sea and touched a lot of conchs.

The conch is about the size of a thumb nail, and after it is cooked, it is marinated in various spices and sold in a bamboo tube. The price is not expensive, a box for a dollar.

Jiang Han hadn't seen it, so he looked at it fresh and took a box. The midsummer solstice pays him.

Yin Zaji Bai Jianghan glanced at it, also took a box, and said to Midsummer Solstice: "I want it too." ”

Midsummer Solstice also paid her. She asked Yin Shixin: "Do you want it?" ”

Yin Shixin shook his head, "I'm a mature child, not the same as a naΓ―ve adult. ”

Yin Zaji took the bamboo tube and said to the midsummer solstice: "It's really strange, every year on June 13, someone sells this thing. When we were children, this thing was only a dollar, and for so many years, the price did not rise. ”

"Let's sell it and play with it, the size is also a souvenir. The bamboo conch is already part of June 13, and if you don't see it in any year, you always feel that something is missing. ”

Midsummer Solstice looked at Yin Zaji with a smile, "Just like you, you know very well that this celebration is shabby and has no new ideas, but you still appear here."

Although you always think that the village is inconvenient, you can't order takeout, and there are 10,000 shortcomings, you still put down your work and rush back all the way.

You just don't want to miss today.

Have you noticed that no matter how far you go, you will always miss your hometown. There is always a moment or two when you want to come back desperately and come back to your family, right? ”

Yin Zaji glanced at her, "Don't you like to talk, I see that you talk a lot." ”

Midsummer Solstice teased her: "Don't be shy." ”

Inzaghi pretended not to hear and slipped away.

Yin Shixin followed behind her sister and asked, "Just now, Brother Xiaojiang asked Xia Xia to pay, I thought you would scold him." ”

"Isn't he amnesia, he doesn't even have an ID card, he can't authenticate his real name, how can he scan the code to pay. Midsummer solstice, this person is the most soft-hearted, if I keep saying bad things about that man, she should feel sorry for that man. ”

Yin Zaji handed the bamboo tube conch to Yin Shixin, "My clothes are very expensive and can't get dirty, you can help me pick out the snail meat." ”

Jiang Han had never eaten a conch, and after trying it for a long time, he couldn't pick out the snail meat with a bamboo skewer. Midsummer Solstice was amused by his clumsiness, and helped him pick out the snail meat, filling a full bamboo tube.

Yin Zaji came to look for the midsummer solstice, and when he saw this scene, his eyes were red with anger, like a heartbroken old mother who saw her stupid girl in love.

"You've never picked a snail for me!" She accused loudly: "I even picked it for you before." ”

Midsummer Solstice explained: "He won't." ”

Yin Zaji was even more dissatisfied: "If you don't eat it, you can't starve to death if you eat one less bite!" ”

Jiang Han hid behind Midsummer Zhi in horror, revealing half of his big head, and said angrily in the tea: "Don't make any noise, it's all my fault, it's me who is too greedy." ”

Midsummer solstice forbade him to say this: "It's okay, it's just greedy." ”

Jiang Han: ...... Thank you, and I was not moved.

Yin Shixin is really a mature child, before the conflict escalated, she got the pickled pickle list, and the four of them were divided into two groups and came to help.

Yin Zaji and Jiang Han are on the bar, and they have to break him up with the midsummer solstice. Yin Shixin stepped forward again, "Sister, do you want your underage sister to play with a strange man." ”

Yin Zaji glared at the summer solstice, "I'll come back and settle accounts with you." ”

"Gigi isn't targeting you." Midsummer Zhi explained to Yin Zaji, "When I broke up with Fang Lidong, I was not very happy, and she was worried that I would be deceived again. ”

"I deserve it." Jiang Han thought about it: "At the beginning, I didn't treat you well. ”

He always remembered the words of the midsummer solstice, and he abandoned her for the sake of his future.

Now, he regrets it.

Midsummer solstice also regretted it.

She really shouldn't have lied in the first place.

She just said a lot of things casually, and forgot about them, but Jiang Han remembered them in her heart and blamed herself seriously.

Thinking of this, the midsummer solstice felt even more guilty, and he didn't know how to compensate him.

At this time, Jiang Han emphasized: "Although Fang Lidong and I have done wrong things, I am better than him, right." ”

He said tentatively: "Let you choose again, Jiang Jiuxia and Fang Lidong, who do you choose." ”

"Jiang Jiuxia."

Midsummer Solstice replied without hesitation.