"My phone often falls and falls again. It's normal to be old. Besides, it is normal to play games on the battery inside the phone, but it won't damage the surface." Tang Xiaojian replied logically. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
In fact, these two phones are almost the same on the surface.
Jia Meng put Tang Xiaojian's turned off mobile phone into his personal bag, and then handed it to Tang Xiaojian.
The mobile phone Tang Xiaojian gave her contained only an internet card and no phone number, so no one could contact it.
In this way, Jia Meng doesn't have to worry about Tang Xiaowan getting in touch with Tang Xiaojian!
After stealing the day and changing the day, Jia Meng casually responded with Tang Xiaojian: "Yes, in fact, my mobile phone often drops and falls again, just like you!"
"Baby, it's just a mobile phone, and it's not a valuable item. Drop it if you want, or drop it if you want. After the new season's mobile phone is released, I will buy you a new one!" Tang Xiaojian said with a face .
"Yeah..." Jia Meng responded with a smile after moving his hands and feet, and did not dare to speak any more during the long journey.
After a steady journey, Tang Xiaojian's luxury suv came to No. 123 District of Gucheng District again.
The rusty gate was still a small bungalow in the mail room. They had just parked the car at the gate, and a familiar uncle waved to them through the small window and shouted, "Parking 10 yuan!"
"Master, how do I remember it was only 5 yuan last time!" Jia Meng got out of the car, walked to the mail room, and said while paying for change from his bag, "Do you remember me? I came here during the Mid-Autumn Festival!"
"Hey, girl, do you have any letters you want me to forward to that handsome guy this time?" The old man smiled and said, pointing to Tang Xiaojian who was still reversing, teasing like an old naughty boy.
Jia Meng did not expect that the old man who was more than sixty years old not only remembered her, but also remembered the weird incident of the exchange of letters between her and Tang Xiaojian.
What happened in this mail room on the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jia Meng still feels bloody when he thinks of it.
She wanted to meet the netizen "Jianxin", and wanted to take advantage of the signed "Deed of Selling" letter to the mail room, and have the opportunity to recognize the "true face of Lushan", but found that "Jianxin" is Tang Xiaojian himself. !
"No... Yes." Jia Meng blushed with embarrassment.
I saw the old man took out a thick stack of change from the bottom drawer and handed it to Jia Meng and said, "Girl, this is 85 yuan. Last time you gave me 100 yuan bills, I parked for 5 yuan that day, and received 5 yuan for letters. , Parking today is only 5 yuan for you."
Jia Meng pushed the old man's hand away and said, "I said last time that I don't need to find the money. You should keep it. This may be the last time we are here..."
"The last time?" The old man looked upset, looked at Tang Xiaojian's car and said, "Then I need to find money for you. I know that you are children of rich people, but you still have to settle the accounts."
Jia Meng also followed the old man’s gaze and turned his head and saw Tang Xiaojian just getting out of the car and walking towards him. He hurriedly said: "Uncle, please have one thing. If someone asks you about sending a letter on the Mid-Autumn Festival in the future, please. You help me keep it secret, don't confess me! This money is considered as a hush fee!"
After speaking quickly in one breath, Jia Meng was a little out of breath, rushed to Tang Xiao Fitness, took his hand, and walked into the community together.
"The young people of this year don't know what they are playing?" The old man looked at the two loving backs, shook his head and muttered to himself.
The plaque of the community looks increasingly old. The words "No. 123, Gucheng District" have even been missing the corners under the recent rains.
Tang Xiaojian sighed sadly and said, "Baby, I think this plaque was eye-catching and domineering back then, and it's about to rot now."
"Maybe one day, the government re-plans the construction of the ancient city. Here again, the community can be rebuilt!" Jia Meng blurted out without his brain.
"Is this what Uncle Jia said?" Tang Xiaojian's eyes lighted up, he stopped, and looked at Jia Meng curiously and asked.
"I'm talking nonsense!"
"Then Uncle Jia has told you why he wants to buy this old house?"
Jia Meng recalled what Jia Tianming had said to her on the phone after returning home late at night during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and relayed it truthfully: "He said he kept the place where my mother and I lived..."
"My mother thinks it is because there are secrets left by Aunt Zhen that are unfavorable to Uncle Jia, but I think it is because Uncle Jia is optimistic that this area will be rebuilt by the government. After the demolition, I will make a big difference! After all, Uncle Jia is a businessman!" Tang Xiaojian said thoughtfully.
Jia Mengman only wanted to return to the old house as soon as possible, looking for the important relics his mother had entrusted to her. He didn’t want to discuss this issue. He pulled Tang Xiaojian’s arm hard, dragged him to move forward, and said, "Xiaojian, let’s go ahead. Let's talk about it when you get home."
Tang Xiaojian was obedient and quickened his pace, but still couldn't stop the topic and asked: "Baby, do you think Uncle Jia, my mother and me, who said the real answer?" New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal :https://
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Tang Xiaojian's problem was that Jia Meng, who was walking briskly under the wind, stopped unconsciously.
In order to get the key to the old house today, Jia Tianming did not hesitate to put Tang Xiaowan under house arrest in the Jia's small courtyard. It was obvious that there were only shameful secrets that could be discovered by Jia Meng who sneaked out. What better reason
Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaowan usually looks headless, but she guessed accurately Jia Tianming's motives for buying a house.
In contrast, Jia Meng felt that his fiancé, Tang Xiaojian, looked like a mentally retarded man.
"Wow, my dear, you are so smart! You guessed all my dad's careful thinking!" Jia Meng resumed his steps, thinking of the purpose of his trip today, and quickly took a colorful rainbow fart to Tang Xiaojian. .
After receiving Jia Meng's approval, Tang Xiaojian looked proud and saw that there was no one walking around, so he gave Jia Meng a princess to hug and ran quickly.
Jia Meng was ashamed of her puffy weight, but she didn't want to sweep Tang Xiaojian's interest, she lowered her head and said shyly, "My dear, after getting married, I will try my best to lose weight and reduce your burden."
Tang Xiaojian did not speak, and hurried to the familiar two-story building with Jia Meng in a hug. He stopped for a while at the dark corridor where Tang Xiaowan was hijacked last time, and then climbed the narrow stairs step by step, and finally came to Lao Lao. In front of the house.
Putting down Jia Meng, Tang Xiaojian sweated profusely, and said out of breath: "Baby, it doesn't matter whether you are fat or thin. As long as you truly approve of me, I will feel full of motivation in everything I do..."