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The whole family burst into laughter.
We drove all the way to the village entrance.
An Tanxiao and his group got off the car.
An Tanxiao walked to the driver's seat and took Qin Jiandang's hand.
"Brother, thank you. You drove us there and picked us up on the way back."
If you have the chance to come to my house again, I'll definitely treat you to the best food and wine.
"Alright, I won't stand on ceremony with you, brother. I'll definitely come over when I have the chance. Let's drink until we drop."
"Alright, let's drink until we drop! I'll be waiting for you."
Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai said goodbye to Uncle Qin.
"Uncle Qin, please wait for our call."
"Uncle Qin, we'll contact you when we have some free time."
"Okay, Uncle Qin, I'll wait for you to call me."
Come over to our house sometime, and your aunt will cook you something delicious.
"Okay, Abo and I will go when we have time. Please drive carefully on your way back."
Qin Jiandang waved to Zhimeng and Qingbai before driving away.
An Tanxiao and Shi Meiling led their families towards the village.
Some villagers saw it and immediately chased after it.
"Tan Xiao, you're back! How's it going in Beijing? Tell us about it."
An Tanxiao smiled and waved.
"We've just gotten back. If you want to hear a story, a little longer won't hurt, right?"
"They should at least let us put our luggage down."
"Okay, you have to come over in a little while and tell us all about it."
"No problem, I'll be there in a bit."
The villagers only let An Tanxiao go home after hearing his assurances.
Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai went straight home.
Xiazi and Mengge were already waiting at the door.
Jiang Yanxia rushed up to Zhuang Zhimeng and gave her a big hug.
"Zhimeng, I miss you so much."
Zhuang Zhimeng hugged Xiazi back.
"How's your situation going?"
Jiang Yanxia felt embarrassed, and Su Mengmeng laughed.
"Hey, boss, we're getting married in three months."
An Qingbai opened the door and glanced at the smug Mengmeng.
"You've already made a decision?"
Su Mengmeng explained.
"The main reason is that my parents only have time to come over at that time; they are usually very busy."
As the group entered the courtyard, An Qingbai suddenly noticed blood near the trap.
"Honey, someone has been to our house."
Zhuang Zhimeng was stunned and quickly walked to the trap.
"It seems they tried to get in but failed."