She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 405 Banlangen
Chi Mohan stepped up and walked in front of Jiang Zhimian.

Before he could speak, he heard Jiang Zhimian say, "Why don't I sing a happy birthday song myself?"

It's better than being so embarrassing now.

Chi Mohan nodded, and slightly raised his thin lips towards her, "With me here, how can I let you save the situation?"

There was a smile on the corner of the boy's mouth in black clothes, like the spring breeze in February, cutting off the heat in the scorching summer, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He seems to have an innate charm, which can always attract people like this.

And the people below also exclaimed, that Orion, who didn't look very eye-catching at the beginning, was born so handsome and extraordinary.

"Uncle Niu's congratulatory message is excellent, but if it is changed, it will be more suitable for Mianmian." Chi Mohan said.

By saying this, he gave Uncle Niu a step down.

Uncle Niu was very kind, and he immediately answered, "Then how do you change it, let us see your literary talent today."

Chi Mohan pondered for a moment, then said softly.

"Birth is as blessed as the east of Hainan, and the sun is facing the green pines and mist of Nanshan Mountain. Quickly pick Qionghua to wish the birthday, and the strings of the music are lingering."

Then he turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhimian, "Happy birthday, my... little fox."

The last five words were pronounced very softly, only Jiang Zhimian who was in front of him heard them.

Jiang Zhimian's cheeks were stained a little blush, and his heart was beating thumpingly.

The thought of jumping into Chi Mohan's arms came up unexpectedly.

But with so many people in front of me, forget it!
"Chi Mohan and Uncle Niu both spoke very well. Everyone, Mianmian also has something to say to everyone." Master Lizheng immediately changed the subject.

But Jiang Zhimian had nothing to say.

She poured herself a bowl of wine from the nearby table, "There's nothing to say, I hope our Jiangjia Village can continue to do well like this, getting better and better, flourishing day by day, I'll do it! You can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and really drank the bowl of wine in one breath.

The wine is brewed by the villagers themselves. The mouth is like a hot flame, and when it slides into the throat, it looks like a knife is cutting.

But after drinking this bowl of wine, all internal organs warm up.

Everyone below also poured wine for themselves, more or less, they drank it all in one gulp.

Needless to say anything, the words are all in the wine.

Master Li Zheng also made a bowl, put the red bowl heavily on the table, and shouted, "Let's go!"

The chopsticks tied with red silk ropes were sent to each table, and everyone happily distributed their own pair and began to feast on it.

The old lady Jiang was busy making kudzu root soup for Jiang Zhimian.

"Hey, why are you so honest? What if you're drunk? I asked your aunt to cook kudzu root soup. Drink it in a while, and you'll be able to hangover soon."

Jiang Zhimian was held in the arms of the old lady Jiang, but his mind was extremely clear, "Grandma, I can drink well, don't worry, I usually drink wolfberry when I have nothing to do, it will nourish the liver and nourish it well."

"What's the use of that?" Mrs. Jiang was still very nervous, "Anyway, just follow my mother's advice and just drink a bowl of kudzu root soup."

Unable to resist Mrs. Jiang, Jiang Zhimian still drank the bowl of kudzu root soup that Zhu Ruyi sent.

Mrs. Jiang was relieved now.

But Jiang Zhimian was absent-minded, only thinking about the Gujiao mountain people in the bamboo forest hut.

After eating at the dinner table for a while, he said that he wanted to go home and rest a little bit, and pack up the presents by the way.

"Look at what I said, are you drunk? Come on, grandma will help you go back and lie down." Mrs. Jiang was especially nervous.

After all, let Zhu Ruyi help him up, so as not to fall Jiang Zhimian.

Almost lifted off the ground with both feet, Jiang Zhimian returned to the house.

On a hot day, Mrs. Jiang even covered her with two quilts.

Zhu Ruyi next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded in a low voice, "Mother, will this make Mian Mian feel prickly heat?"

"How could it be? What are you afraid of with this thickness? Besides, I'll stay and fan Mianmian, so everything will be fine." Mrs. Jiang said.

"No, no, I'll just sleep for a while, I have to keep someone at the banquet, grandma, I need you over there." Jiang Zhimian said.

With her sharp tongue, Mrs. Jiang finally changed her mind.

He repeatedly told Jiang Zhimian to take a good rest under the quilt, and then left with Zhu Ruyi.

However, as soon as they left, Jiang Zhimian threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed.

When he opened the door, he found Chi Mohan, Bai Yule and Qilin all standing outside the door.

"You..." Jiang Zhimian couldn't help being stunned.

Bai Yule curled her lips, "Fifth Sister-in-Law is too much. She didn't call me when she wanted to go to Gujiao Mountain. Could it be that she was worried that I would settle accounts with him because of Honglian?"

"Aren't you guys going to eat? I don't have the nerve to call you." Jiang Zhimian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She knew how impolite it was to disturb others' meals, so she didn't want to disturb them.

"No sister-in-law Wu cooks delicious food. When I get back to the town, you can cook something delicious for me." Bai Yule said.

"Okay." Jiang Zhimian nodded.

Then, he turned to look at Chi Mohan next to him, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"You can't give me what I want to eat for now." Chi Mohan replied.

"What?" Jiang Zhimian didn't quite understand.

Chi Mohan had already turned around, "Let's go."

This topic is over.

The four of them walked to the bamboo hut. From afar, they saw white smoke coming from the chimney.

"Is he cooking by himself?" Jiang Zhimian asked curiously.

Chi Mohan nodded, "It should be."

"That's too rude. It's fine if I didn't invite him to dinner on my birthday. Now I have to cook for him. How about I go back to the banquet and pack a few dishes?" Jiang Zhimian suggested.

As soon as the idea came up, Bai Yule persuaded him to quit.

"Fifth sister-in-law, you should stop cooking him food, his taste is very unique."

"Unique?" Jiang Zhimian became a little curious.

This unique, in the end how unique.

When he reached the door of the stove, Jiang Zhimian saw an old man with gray hair sitting in front of the stove, throwing firewood into it.

In the pot, there was a lot of white smoke, and it was completely unclear what was being cooked.

Just smelling that smell, unexpectedly familiar.

On the contrary, the old man turned his head, and there was not a single wrinkle on his face, and his face was flushed, as if he was 30 years old, and he smiled, "Oh, Ah Chi is here, and there are Xiaobai and Xiaolinlin, come and taste Try my isatid root risotto, it can protect you from the wind and cold!"

For some reason, Jiang Zhimian suddenly remembered a line from a TV series.

I was originally in the mountains, a plant of Banlangen that can cure all diseases...

But he never thought that one day, he would be cooked by someone!

(End of this chapter)