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Chapter eighty-eight, falling from the sky

"Wait for a while." Xia Qiu interrupted Fang Yuming. He saw a slap in the car parked at the school gate and thought of something.

Seeing that it was raining outside, he called Yingji to ride a car on the Internet.

Since Yi Yiyi didn't go home, he was too lazy to go back. He found Jiang Ruoying and let her move freely.

After saying that, he returned to Fang Yuming and asked, "What is Geng Xinxin?"

Fang Yuming looked at him, then looked at the beautiful woman in the car window that was slowly rising not far away, and turned around and walked back.

"Hey, you won't discuss it anymore?" Xia Qiu called him.

"What a nonsense! I'll tell you a bunch of SSR guys with N cards!"

"Then you won't eat?"

"I won't eat anymore! I'm full of anger!"

Fang Yuming was very sad. He couldn't even handle Geng Xinxin, but Xia Qiu talked and laughed with Zhuang Yuqian, Yi Yiyi, Wen Nairong, and the beautiful woman who didn't know her name.

Such a presumptuous love is not worthy of discussing his youthful relationship!

Xia Qiu laughed, but Fang Yuming, who didn't expect that the thick lines were as sensitive as mimosa in this regard.

I can only go to have a meal by myself!

He had just taken two steps, and Fang Yuming walked quickly past him and headed towards the shopping street opposite.

"Didn't you stop eating?" he asked.

"Geng Xinxin asked me to have noodles! I won't be with you!" Fang Yuming quickly stayed away from Xia Qiu.

Xia Qiu touched his chin, Geng Xinxin asked Fang Yuming, which means...

"Hey!" Zhuang Yuqian patted his back, stepped to his side, smiling with the cunning of planning success.

The girl who was not afraid of using scheming said, "Why are you alone? Let's go together?"

Her right arm passes through the bend of Xia Qiu's arms, which is a special way for couples with good relationships to hold hands.

Xia Qiu pulled out his hand and refused the girl's closeness, but he did not refuse the girl's company.

Didn't go to the noodle shop to disturb Fang Yuming, Xia Qiu and Zhuang Yuqian came to the hamburger shop next to them.

On the table, Xia Qiu asked Zhuang Yuqian: "What's going on with that Geng Xinxin?"

"You guessed it and asked."

"In order not to have previous misunderstandings happen, it is better to make a careful confirmation."

In life, there are always some things like electric currents. The sound of words when talking about those things is like the clicking sound of pressing a lighter shock. The skin is numb and the hairs are standing.

That thing happened to Zhuang Yuqian, but it was now a weak current.

The girl quickly recovered, her eyes were a little dim, she said: "The last time she went to play escape room, she was also Fang Yuming who was used to pull away by Geng Xinxin."

"Why did she listen to you so much?"

"I bought her with money."

“…”

Using money to develop subordinates is also a necessary skill for spies.

"You don't think about it. What if Geng Xinxin sticks to Fang Yuming?"

"Geng Xinxin is either with handsome or rich." Zhuang Yuqian murmured in a low voice.

"At the future, at least some excellent bait should be thrown."

Xia Qiu did not directly abolish Zhuang Yuqian's plan. Except for Geng Xinxin, the element that constitutes the plan, there is no problem. If friends respect each other, it would be very bad.

Zhuang Yuqian realized her mistake and was honest throughout the meal.

...

...

Fumiyoung's birthday came as scheduled. This sentence is very nonsense. It comes as scheduled, and comes as scheduled, and comes according to the rules. When you are born in Japan, it comes according to the lunar calendar or solar calendar. There is no situation where you do not follow the rules.

Wu Yayan cooked longevity noodles for her to eat in the morning. She was only eighteen years old, but she wanted to eat this longevity noodles that sounded very middle-aged and elderly.

From this we can see that customs are backward and do not conform to the development of the times. Even the Women's Day is replaced by major websites for the March 8th Festival and Goddess Day because the word "Women" looks old.

This is a word that capital has not found a profit point in the longevity noodles, otherwise it would definitely be changed to a long and beautiful noodles, such as long-learning noodles, which are very pretentious.

Wen Guangmao said that a family banquet would be held in the evening, and his uncle and his family would come to celebrate together.

Wen Nairong didn’t like her uncle’s family, and that family always put money first.

Before, she finally guided her father to the property company. Because her salary was only 5,000, she was opposed by her uncle's family, saying that she could earn at least twice as much as she could drive a truck.

Yes, there is too much money, but what about other things?

Leaving your hometown, being lonely and lonely, and often worrying about disasters and disasters.

Fortunately, my parents didn't believe in my uncle.

This time when my uncle and his family came here, they must have talked about the money for a long time.

What if my father was told to drive the truck? The girl was a little worried.

After picking up the last chopstick noodles and taking a sip of the noodle soup, Wen Nairong put on her schoolbag and put a black automatic umbrella in the pocket on the right side of the schoolbag.

This umbrella was given to her the day before yesterday when it rained. She said she wanted to return it, but the boy said no.

Today is her birthday, so what will the unscrupulous boss do?

Wen Nairong is a little looking forward to it.

She didn't let her wait too long. At noon, Xia Qiu came out of the window of her classroom and wished her a happy birthday. She gave her a note.

Wen Nairong no longer worried about her uncle's family. On the contrary, she was a little looking forward to her uncle's family's arrival.

My mother helped her take the evening study leave. At around 6 o'clock in the evening, my uncle and his family of three arrived on time.

My uncle was a truck driver in the early years, but now he works as a courier. My aunt works in a hotel and does cleaning. They all work hard and practice their own words, so even if Wen Nairong doesn't agree, she can't condemn them.

The dinner is divided into two parts. The first part is to congratulate Moon Nairong on his birthday, and the second part is to have family chat.

"How can you sleep if you take five thousand a month at your age!"

My uncle's reprimand began: "Even if Rongrong is a girl, even if you still have this house, what about savings? Now when you can make money, don't work hard, and when you get old, you have to use the money. What should I do?"

Wen Nairong looked at the time and it was already past nine o'clock.

She sat on the sofa half her old, old man turned on the TV and transferred to the education channel.

My uncle's youngest daughter, one year younger than her, left the dining table with her, sat beside her, and scratched her cell phone with her fingers.

On the dining table, my uncle, who had drunk too much wine, spoke endlessly, and my aunt responded.

Wen Guangmao blushed when his brother said it, and Wu Yayan explained to him: "All the people who have walked through the gates of hell, please pass by it safely!"

"It is because I have passed the gates of hell that I should work harder! This is an opportunity given by God!"

My cousin was playing with her cell phone, glanced at the TV screen and lowered her head.

It seems a bit weird?

She raised her head again and looked at the show carefully.

She grabbed her head with her phone on her legs, confused.

The TV is a live broadcast of the Double Color Ball lottery draw.

This TV show is hard to say interesting unless...

My cousin saw that there was a lottery ticket on the coffee table there.

This was the first time she saw the lottery, and she went up to watch it curiously, and by the way, she compared the lottery numbers with the numbers on the TV with no expectations and just a sense of interestingness.

Um?

"...Money is needed everywhere, money is an important thing. Are you afraid that hard work will still fall from the sky?"

Before the uncle finished speaking, he heard his little daughter shouting: "I'm beaten!"

What got it?

The two families gathered next to the coffee table and looked carefully at the lottery tickets above.

My uncle was awakened by the wine, and he touched his thin hair.
Chapter completed!
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