"Sister, where are you from?"
Bi Yue answered irrelevantly, and even burped before making her promise. Bi Cheng dodged and said, "I'm asking you a question. You're a grown woman, and you're not going back to school... Are you having another adventure?"
"Go! Don't waste time! Listen up, Bicheng, I'll buy you a Mercedes-Benz in the future!"
The voice was loud, and Bi Yue thought that it was time for her eldest brother to respond with applause and look forward to the dream with him.
When she saw her eldest brother secretly glancing at her brother's car, she made up her mind that she would die of exhaustion and be covered in dust for her brother's car!
Unexpectedly, Bi Chengtian asked:
"A Mercedes-Benz? Is a Mercedes-Benz as cool as a Fei Ge? The brand doesn't matter, sister, you have to buy me a 28-inch one!"
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It was the first time that Bi Yue spent any money on a three-bedroom apartment. On the night she moved in, she bought a wind chime and hung it in front of the window.
The wind chimes were tinkling in the autumn wind.
While Bi Yue and Bi Cheng were fast asleep in their own room, more than 1,500 kilometers away, a horse-drawn carriage was traveling in the night, and the sound of whips was particularly loud in the night.
Traveling day and night, sitting in the aisle of the train without a ticket, the two brothers did not expect to be greeted by white mourning cloth fluttering at the door.
Bi Tiegang fell off the carriage with a thud. Bi Tielin passed Bi Jinzhi and his sister-in-law Liu Yafang, and ran into the cabin madly according to his memory.
Bi Tielin stood in front of the small kang in a state of despair. After a while, everyone in the yard heard a heartbreaking cry of "Dad!"
Bi Yue, with her hair uncombed and her face unwashed, looked at Liang Xiaoxiao outside the door. She asked word by word in a trembling voice, "Say it again? Send me a telegram."
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Thanks to all members of the Peach Fan Club:
Jing Jie is me, Bing Yi is 11, Ai Nian Mu Mu, Xiao Xiao is 66, Zhuo Er Yan Yan,
Always in a book shortage, Xie Xinran 2016, Ming Fei 6143, Misty Night Phantom,
I am sweet to the point of sadness, the goddess of luck, I meet my match whenever I am lucky.
The harsh reality, that charming smile, Xiaowu4731.
I'll add another update tomorrow for everyone mentioned above, thank you. (To be continued.)
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