Lin Lu: "I remember you used to get along well with Dacheng and the others. Why don't you make an appointment to play together?"

Anyway, since he woke up, this man has been like a model young man, going to the factory, the orchard and then going home every day.

I haven't gone out for drinks with friends, and I haven't had any entertainment activities.

Like an old cadre.

Song Chen: Who would follow them if I already have a wife?

A group of greasy middle-aged men.

"Now that we're married, how can we be the same as when we were little?"

Lin Lu said kindly: "Why don't you go meet them today and have a few drinks?"

Other families worry that their men don’t come home, but their family dislikes him staying at home every day.

Song Chen, who had already changed into handsome clothes, asked: "?"

What's the meaning?

"You don't want to go out with me?"

Lin Lu: "I'm giving you freedom, which is something others would love to have."

Song Chen wanted to stick to her every day: "I don't want that thing."

"Do you dislike me? Do you think I can't take you out?"

Lin Lu: "What are you talking about? Aren't you worried that you'll be bored?"

It seems quite boring to be with her.

Song Chen: "Change your clothes and go watch the fun."

Lin Lu: "I don't really want to go."

The weather is hot and there are a lot of people, so you will be squeezed even if you go.

Song Chen: "Let's go to the City God Temple and ask for a red rope."

This is a business that has been developed there in recent years. You can burn incense and pray for red bracelets, but you have to pay for it.

It only happens once a year, so everyone is willing to spend money.

Lin Lu felt hot, so he changed into a lighter set of clothes.

Song Chen looked at her hair draped over her shoulders and said, "Put some vanishing cream on it and I'll help you style it."

Having taken care of Lin Lu for many years, his hair-doing skills are better than Lin Lu's, and he can even do a variety of hairstyles.

Hearing the lively sounds of gongs and drums outside, Lin Lu asked him to take an umbrella.

"I've got it, let's go."

I don’t know what this person applied, but Lin Lu smelled a fragrance.

"Are you wearing perfume?"

Song Chen refused to admit it: "No, I don't have the money to buy that thing."

Lin Lu obviously smelled it.