Chapter 121

Chapter 121

“It’s rare to relax for a day. Why would you hire a driver if you don’t drive by yourself?”

Sister Jiang poked half of her head out of the car window, looking at Liu Ping’an and then at the broken motorcycle under his crotch. She wrinkled her slender eyebrows and looked a little bit angry.

“I said Liu Pingan, you have been riding this broken motorcycle for many years, so you don’t plan to get a new one?”

“What kind of bike, isn’t it a good ride? I’ll just use it.”

Liu Pingan didn’t feel embarrassed. The car was just a means of transportation. It was enough to be used. There were so many particularities. Anyway, this car is already used to riding, and maybe I’m not used to it.

“Sister Jiang hasn’t eaten breakfast yet, or should we find a restaurant to deal with it first?”

The way the locals say hello is still very vulgar. No matter when you ask whether you eat or not, it is basically not bad. Liu Pingan doesn’t want to continue to change the car, so he can only switch off the topic with a bit of cliché.

“I don’t even look at when it is, how could I have not eaten breakfast yet.”

Sister Jiang opened the car door and walked down. She stretched her waist very relaxedly. Her body wrapped in black showed an exaggerated curve, which was very thrilling.

Liu Ping’an shook his eyes and diverted his gaze in a hurry.

The uncontrollable destructive ability was inexplicably activated again, and it was nothing but a dazzling dazzle.

“It’s yourself, you haven’t eaten yet, have you?”

“I’ve eaten too, should we leave now?” Liu Pingan didn’t dare to look more, and raised his chin to the front. “Jiang sister still remembers the way, or I go ahead and you follow behind?”

“Follow me, you don’t know what the hell the road looks like. I’m not at a level, so I really can’t drive up.” Sister Jiang patted the back seat of Liu Ping’s broken motorcycle. “Or you can sit on me. When we reach the foot of the mountain, we will walk up together, or I will take your car and you will take me directly…Well, what is this big bag?”

She saw the bulging handbag hanging on the handlebar, and poked it casually, a little curious.

“Oh, I caught two chickens fed at home. They were only taken care of in the morning. They are fresh and fresh. You don’t even need to chop them again. Just put them in the pot. One will be eaten at noon today, and the other will be cooked by you. Taste it, it tastes pretty good.”

Liu Pingan opened the mouth of the bag and gave Sister Jiang a look, smiling very honestly.

“There are also some eggs, all fresh, and a few double-yolk eggs that are still not very common. I will bring them later.”

“Just eat anything you want, what do you do with these.”

“I just made some casually. They are all made in-house. They are all natural and without additives. You’ll know by tasting them.”

There weren’t too many pushes from you to me. After all, I picked it up, and the chicken was killed and chopped into pieces of meat. I can’t let Liu Pingan take it back and let it go.

The big deal is to give the money. Of course, whether Liu Ping’an will accept the money is another matter.

“The eggs can be put in your car right now. The chicken will probably have to be brought up the mountain. You will have to get it to eat at noon. The rest must be put in the refrigerator, or it won’t break.”

Liu Pingan looked at Jiang’s black car and his own broken motorcycle, which was a little embarrassing.

“Or just take a motorcycle. It’s a bit of a long way, and it’s tiring to walk. The key is to bring things, which is troublesome.”

So I happily decided to ride a motorcycle, because Sister Jiang said: “Today you have the final say, master, I’m up to you.”

Liu Pingan actually didn’t want him to have the final say, because the road was really bad.

The old owner’s mango orchard is on the mountain, a small hill, and the hardened village road passes through the foot of the mountain. The uphill is a dirt road, about one kilometer. The road is not long, but quite steep, but the key is quite bad.

Dirt roads, when it comes to the rainy season, they are badly rushed. It is not easy to arrange a drainage ditch every section of the road. On the contrary, it is even more difficult to ride a bike. Ping An feels that certain parts have been subjected to high-intensity exercise.

If you don’t drive fast, you can afford it. It’s almost done here.

As for taking a person up and down, I have already practiced it early. After all, every time Shaodong’s family comes back alone, he often rides on his motorcycle.

In fact, that road should have hardened long ago, but all the way up through the land of many people, each one has to pay compensation, not to mention the lion’s mouth, there are a lot of shit and bad things, and it is really unsolvable.

It can only be used, and the rotten ones will be rotten. When selling the fruit, please ask a digging machine to level it.

That is to say, the road was not settled, and the old owner was also a little lazy. Besides, he didn’t lack the money for selling mangoes. So he started extensive management without hiring people to manage it. After fertilizing and bagging, he left his hands alone. The young master in the city went to enjoy the blessing, and basically didn’t stay on the mountain.

Usually, if you want to get a medicine or something, I ask Liu Pingan to top it up. After all, he has worked there for two years, and he knows everything and can trust him.

Liu Pingan doesn’t care, he does odd jobs, he does everything everywhere, anyway, it’s a good thing if someone asks for it. Of course, that’s before. Now that the system has been added, he has opened a shop and has a mango garden, so he will probably be busy owning NS.

“Usually I often contact Uncle He, organize fruit growers to visit and learn, and I will remember to call him, but this place hasn’t been here for a long time.”

“This broken road is still so bad, no, it should be worse than before, it’s really bad.”

Sister Jiang frowned, twisted her hips, moved her hips, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed her inner thighs and buttocks.

There is no way, just riding a motorcycle on a bad road, the bumps going up and down, can make you want to die.

“Yeah, yeah, this road is pretty bad, every time I go up and down, I suffer.”

Liu Pingan hummed and responded, and the posture of getting out of the car was a bit awkward, and he was busy removing the chicken bag from the handlebar, and carrying it in his hand could also play a role as a cover.

Riding a motorcycle on a bad road, with a plump woman behind, it feels, well, a bit embarrassing.

You know everything.

Liu Pingan’s old face was a little panicked.

Just about to find the key, a barking bark came, and then Sister Jiang’s scream sounded, saying that she was as frightened as she was.

Liu Pingan was startled, and then he remembered that the mango orchard on the mountain in his old house was fed by a watchdog, tall and mighty that can scare little babies.

I’ve been turbulent along the way just now. I didn’t expect this one at all. Don’t let that guy rush out and bite someone.

Turning around in a panic, Liu Ping’an saw the big black dog, and at the same time, the fragrant breeze was full of nephrite jade’s warm fragrance.

Sister Jiang was hanging on his body.



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