Chapter 219 Fortunately I held back the 40-meter-long sword
Children are indeed resilient. It's only been two months since we last met, and Niu has grown a lot taller. "I can't save you. I can only hold you down and hand you a belt."
This caused a burst of laughter.
Niu turned his head again: "Dad, show your family status."
Niu Moo's face turned pale. Women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty. His wife has been like a wolf and a tiger lately. Although he had been ecstatic for a while at the beginning after unlocking various positions, who could stand it? Three times a night, each time for a stick of incense. Now all he could do was not to look his wife in the eye...
"Ahem." Niu Moo turned a blind eye and pretended to be immersed in the world of drama.
Finally, when everyone was seated at the table, Niu Moo quietly asked Jing Shu, "Did you build your mother's pond?"
Jingshu didn't deny or admit it, but asked, "How is it? Is it enough to be promoted to the next level?"
Niu Moo murmured, "Not even close."
Jingshu nodded, understanding the meaning.
Niu Moo whispered, "Do you remember Secretary Zhang from last time? He had a seizure in your villa and died halfway there. He was interviewed by reporters and was labeled a man who died in the line of duty. Then another one was transferred here, and he'll be leaving soon too."
Jingshu raised an eyebrow, "Are you going to be promoted?"
"I don't know yet, but don't worry. I'll definitely make arrangements for your mother before I leave. But your mother will have to work harder too. I was forced into the position of Minister back then through connections, which caused a lot of hatred. I'm definitely going to arrange for someone else to take the position this year. Deputy Minister is a good option."
Jing Shu gave him a thumbs-up. This guy was indeed a rising star in his previous life, rising steadily every year. As long as her mother followed Niu Moo's footsteps, she would definitely be no worse off.
However, Niu Moo was just repaying a favor for the ice cream deal with Qian Duoduo. The two families had been very close this year. During the holidays, Jingshu's family would send various gifts. Strawberries were sent once every one or two months, and eggs and milk were also sent from time to time.
Giving ten eggs as a gift these days is definitely a good idea, let alone someone at Niu Moo's level. They have no shortage of vegetables, but they definitely have less meat and eggs. Jingshu's family really hit the spot for Niu Moo's family. I have never seen such a sensible subordinate. They gave them what they needed most.
Of course, Niu Moo is a well-behaved person. He supplies electricity during festivals and holidays, which is exactly what Jingshu's villa needs the most. Now with the electricity supplied by Niu Moo, Jingshu, together with ten U-bacteria solar cells, can basically meet the villa's consumption and save 1 liter of oil every day.
Electricity, natural gas and oil are still not open to the outside world.
The courtyard was soon filled with people. After a song was sung in the opera, an old man in a Tang suit walked briskly to the stage and picked up the microphone. The atmosphere became lively. With a quiet gesture from the old man, the scene suddenly became quiet.
"I didn't want to hold this stupid birthday party in the first place. It's a waste of money, but if I don't hold it now, all the money I've spent on it over the years will be buried with me. It's too much of a loss when I think about it."
"Old Zhang, I gave a painting to your grandson for his wedding, and Old Xie gave your wife a jade stone for her ninetieth birthday... Even if it's the end of the world, the value of your gifts can only be greater than mine, not less. If anyone gives a lesser gift today, I won't acknowledge them as my old friend."
"So before we start eating, I'd like to ask you old folks and the younger generation, have you prepared a gift for my eighty-eighth birthday?"
Everyone at the scene burst into laughter, and there were even a few clicking sounds of cameras, but the old man didn't seem to care at all, and even gave a smug smile to the camera.
"Okay, then please eat and drink well first, and then we'll start the main event of the day. It's okay if you don't have any gifts, but you can prepare some virtual currency, hahaha..."
Jingshu raised an eyebrow. Things always seemed different from what she imagined. Or were all the pragmatists nowadays so open-minded? And Jingshu admitted that when the old man said that, she almost couldn't hold on to the forty-meter long sword.
Turning around, he saw Yang Yang sighing. He picked up a piece of carp that had just been caught and said as he ate, "It's called Thirty-Six Scales. I plucked out thirty-six scales of this fish and it can still live for a long time. It can
It’s a pity that it’s a breakthrough.”
"These are the chives I planted. See how each one has nine gears? This is the mark I left behind."
Jingshu: "..." Yang Yang must be mentally unstable.
The dishes were served quickly: a steamed carp, stir-fried leeks, and a plate of stir-fried meat with lettuce.
The staple food was a bowl of longevity noodles with an egg for each person. There were ten dishes in total, big and small. The taste was okay. Perhaps they took the middle-aged and elderly people present into consideration, so the food was cooked very softly and easy to chew. It was also the first time that Jingshu saw so many elderly people. It seemed that their families were not simple.
As for the portion, Jingshu can honestly eat it all by herself, but an average person can also feel about 80% full after eating it.
This dish might be ordinary before the end of the world, and certainly not as luxurious as Su Mali, but now it is the end of the world, and being able to come up with twenty tables of such dishes is still very good, and it is also a big loss. Listening to Yang Yang's mumbling about having no vegetables or fish to eat in the future, he looked bitter.
Jingshu quickly understood why Yang Yang looked so distressed, and also understood what he meant by the old man having to kneel on the washboard.
Jingshu didn't feel comfortable competing with them, so she chewed slowly, following Chu Zhuohua's instructions to chew each mouthful 28 times.
The meal was quickly finished, and the two plays on the stage were also over. The old man invited everyone to visit the yard, and while they were digesting the food, he cleaned the tables in the yard.
Everyone was seated again. Tea and water were already placed on each table, and the tables were also reset. At this moment, a man in a black suit knocked on the auction table, "Everyone, please be quiet."
The noisy scene became quiet, and many people seemed confused as to what was going on.
Isn't it the old man's birthday? Isn't it time to offer a gift?
"Okay, I won't say anything more. I'm the auctioneer Shen Sanqiao, hired by Mr. Yang today. Three strikes determine an item. What are we auctioning? The gift you gave to Mr. Yang today. All the virtual currency we earn from the sale will be used to buy rice from the government!"
"The old man said that his birthday gift should be celebrated by everyone! Everyone in Wucheng should celebrate. The rice the old man bought will be given away for free to those who haven't eaten rice in ten days, with priority given to pregnant women, the elderly, and children!"
Some people at the scene obviously knew about it and seemed calm, but more people definitely did not expect it and cried out in surprise, unable to believe it.
Jing Shu let out a long breath, "Fortunately, I retracted the 40-meter-long sword, otherwise I would have almost mistakenly harmed a good person."
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