Chapter 149: Walking through the Flower Street
The middle-aged man choked.
I couldn't find a single word to refute it.
The onlookers were also stunned.
Enough for her to eat and drink for the rest of her life...
How much is this?!
"Dad, let's go!" Jian Qingyi took Jian Zhongliang's arm and pulled him out.
"Hey!" Jian Zhongliang, feeling that he had turned the tables, raised the corners of his mouth in a very good mood.
Jian Xiaojing, who was following behind the two of them, had a very ugly expression on her face.
Even Zhuo Shuliang, who was slow to react, now sensed something was amiss.
"Xiao Jing, are you feeling unwell?"
Jian Xiaojing shook her head and forced a smile.
Jian Xiaojing, who was in no mood to talk nonsense with Zhuo Shuliang, quickened her pace.
"Yi Yi, did Yu Jing tell you about filing a marriage report last night?" Jian Zhongliang suddenly asked.
He actually didn't hear it very clearly last night.
"I said it." The morning breeze was cool, and Jian Qingyi tightened the scarf around her neck.
"Did you agree?" Jian Zhongliang turned his head to look at her.
"I agree." Jian Qingyi nodded and answered truthfully.
There's nothing to hide about this.
"Isn't it too early?" Jian Zhongliang frowned slightly.
My little girl is in the critical period of her senior year of high school...
"Lu Yujing said the approval process would take several months." Jian Qingyi knew that her scumbag father was worried about the college entrance examination.
Not to mention that the marriage report is not a marriage certificate, even if it is a marriage certificate, it will not affect her college entrance examination.
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Military headquarters at this moment
After the meeting, Lu Yujing returned to the office and wrote quickly. Then he opened the drawer, took out the red stamp, and with two "clangs", the marriage report process was completed.
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During the Spring Festival, this ancient flower street becomes extremely lively, with colorful flowers, a wide range of small commodities, snacks emitting tempting sweet fragrance, and people laughing and talking, creating an atmosphere of prosperity and well-being.
"Dad, I want to eat that." Jian Qingyi saw the tall candied haws at a glance.
Maybe because it is New Year’s Eve, there are many more varieties of candied haws than usual. Red hawthorns, apples, strawberries, and golden oranges, coated with crystal clear sugar coating, make people drool.
"Okay!" The little girl asked, and Jian Zhongliang naturally couldn't refuse.
Jian Qingyi dragged the person to the stall selling candied haws.
Jian Xiaojing was very annoyed, but she had to follow.
In Zhuo Shuliang's eyes, this was just compromise.
While Zhuo Shuliang felt sorry for her, he also became more and more disgusted with Jian Qingyi.
"I want the one with hawthorn." Jian Qingyi pointed to the candied haws with hawthorns all over the bamboo sticks.
The vendor smiled and took a bunch and handed it to her.
Jian Qingyi reached out to take it and started showing off.
The sour and sweet taste instantly filled my mouth.
"Which one do you like?" Jian Zhongliang turned his head to look at Jian Xiaojing and Zhuo Shuliang standing on the other side.
"I want strawberry." Jian Xiaojing curled the corners of her mouth habitually, her voice gentle.
The vendor deftly took out a bunch of candied strawberries and handed it to her.
"Shuliang, what about you?" Jian Zhongliang asked with a smile.
"No need!" Zhuo Shuliang blushed and waved his hand uncomfortably.
He only wanted to go shopping in the flower street with Jian Xiaojing, and never expected to encounter such an embarrassing situation.
"It's okay, just take whatever you like to eat, Uncle Jian will treat you." Jian Zhongliang smiled heartily.
"Then I want a strawberry one too!" Zhuo Shuliang couldn't refuse anymore.
The vendor moved quickly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the strawberry candied haws were handed over.
Jian Zhongliang paid the money readily.
"Dad, I want that..." Jian Qingyi's eyes fell on the popcorn next to him again.
She had only seen this thing in period dramas.
It was white and looked like snowballs.
"Okay!" Jian Zhongliang readily paid for a big bag.
Jian Qingyi pinched a few and put them in her mouth...
Sweet and crispy.
"Is it delicious?" Jian Zhongliang asked with a smile.
Jian Qingyi nodded and casually picked up a few more and put them into her mouth.
He walked around and bought things all the way, and before he reached the end of the street, Jian Zhongliang's hands were already full of things.
Even Zhuo Shuliang was carrying a lot of things in his hands.
Don't ask him why he helped Jian Qingyi carry things.
The point is, if he doesn't carry it, his sweetheart Jian Xiaojing will have to carry it.
And the culprit, Jian Qingyi...
She is only responsible for eating and shopping.
Therefore, even if Zhuo Shuliang broke his back teeth, he still had to help carry it.
"Dad, I want that..." After eating half a scallion pancake, Jian Qingyi set his sights on the fried dough sticks on the pancake stall.
"Ancestor, you won't be willing to give up unless you starve your own father to death today, right?" Jian Zhongliang sighed while taking out the money.
She broke off a small piece of the fried dough twist and ate only a quarter of the scallion pancake, and the rest went into his stomach.
He's a walking trash can.
"Dad, today is New Year's Eve, you are not allowed to say such unlucky words." After getting the oily fruit, Jian Qingyi took a bite.
The oil fruit is coated with a thin layer of brown sugar. It is sticky and sweet when you take a bite...
Still a bit greasy.
There were four in a string, Jian Qingyi ate one, and the other three went into Jian Zhongliang's stomach as usual.
Zhuo Shuliang watched coldly, the sharpness in his eyes almost turning into substance.
Jian Qingyi was a very attentive person, so how could she not see the anger in his eyes?
The angrier he was, the happier Jian Qingyi was.
Therefore, Jian Qingyi bought about 30 kilograms of sweet potatoes and a bag of glutinous rice flour on the pretext that she wanted to eat sweet potato cakes.
Zhuo Shuliang was so angry that he almost broke down on the spot.
Finally, at the end...
Except for Jian Qingyi who kept shouting about buying, the other three people had their hands full of things.
Zhuo Shuliang was carrying it on his back, on his shoulders, and holding a big bag in his hand.
After putting the things into the Jian family's kitchen, Zhuo Shuliang's innermost autumn clothes were soaked with sweat.
The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead in clumps.
That would be as embarrassing as it could be.
After eating from one end of the street to the other, Jian Qingyi was extremely thirsty. She poured herself a cup of hot water and lay down on the sofa to watch TV.
Seeing her behavior, Zhuo Shuliang gritted his teeth in hatred.
If he wasn't worried about leaving a bad impression on Jian Xiaojing, Jian Zhongliang, and Li Meiqian, he would have wanted to give Jian Qingyi a good beating.
Did Xiaojing eat her food or wear her clothes? Why should she give Xiaojing a hard time?
We are all daughters of the Jian family, why does she act so superior? !
Does she really think she is some rich lady?
Everyone has to give in to her?
"Shuliang, please sit down!" Jian Zhongliang greeted him warmly.
As he spoke, he was about to pour him some water.
"No, I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first." Zhuo Shuliang forced a smile.
He had already made Jian Zhongliang spend a lot of money by going out today, so how could he feel embarrassed to stay here.
"Let's have lunch here!" Jian Zhongliang smiled and persuaded him to stay.
"No, no." Zhuo Shuliang strode out.
Jian Xiaojing looked at Zhuo Shuliang's petty look and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned down.
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