Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Tao Ge left.

Yang Yongjian also left after staying for half a month.

Watching this local girl enter the ticket gate, Zhang Xuan reached out and grabbed Mi Jian's little hand: I think her mood has improved a lot during this time. How did you do that?

Mi Jian replied: I said I didn't do anything. Do you believe it?

Zhang Xuan tilted his head and looked into her eyes, half-believing and full of curiosity.

Mi Jian walked forward for about ten steps and whispered softly: You have known Yongjian for so many years, so you should know what she is like. In fact, Yongjian knows what she is doing. The reason why he complains is because he is unwilling to do so. Or her father has put too much pressure on her. Recently, we have accompanied her to climb the Great Wall, see the Fragrant Mountains, and walk through the streets and alleys of the capital, and her mood has naturally improved.

The old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: It's human nature, but it makes me feel more real when she is like this.

Mi Jian smiled and joked: You are quite emotional.

Zhang Xuan shook his head: It's easy to get along with each other. No matter who is in Yang Yongjian's position, it is difficult to accept Sun Jun. After all, people are selfish. It's easy to just bump your mouth when others say something. But it’s not the same thing when it’s my turn.”

Mi Jian agreed with this: No one is a saint.

In the following days, Zhang Xuanjing stayed with Mi Jian in the courtyard. After breakfast, he went for a walk outside. When he came back, he started writing the third part of The Twilight Saga.

He had a preliminary idea to write the third and fourth parts of The Twilight Saga in one go, and then turn all his attention to volumes 6 and 7 of A Song of Ice and Fire , planning to spend one to two years bringing these two works to a close.

They write during the day and often cook together in the evening. Of course, it's usually the old man who takes charge, with Mi Jian helping out.

If I feel tired or want to change my taste, I will go out to eat, or go to Mr. and Mrs. Li Wendong’s place to have a toothpaste.

More than ten days passed quietly like this, and the time came to August 27th unknowingly.

In the early morning, Zhang Xuan reached out and hugged Mi Jian's waist, with a confused look on his face: Sleep a little longer.

After the morning exercise just now, Mi Jian was obviously a little tired, but he still said gently: Today is a good day for lark, we have to go there early to help.

I know, I just want to sleep with you. Zhang Xuan sighed, put his big hands on the quilt, and finally got up reluctantly.

Mi smiled and looked at his back for a long time before starting to sort out the clothes he had messed up in bed.

How many red envelopes are appropriate? Zhang Xuan asked.

Mi Jian said while arranging her hair, I'll do it.

Zhang Xuan nodded and did not refute. In a real sense, his friendship with Long Bailingyi and Wei Renjie was not deep. If it weren't for Mi Jian, they would have lost contact with each other as they had in the previous life.

After dressing and washing, the two of them went out.

As for the size of the red envelope, Mi Jian didn't disclose it, so Zhang Xuan didn't bother to ask and just followed along.

Lark, happy wedding!

May we grow old together and have a son soon!

Driving to the flower shop, as soon as they entered the door, Zhang Xuan and Mi Jian each sent their blessings, but they had different titles.

Thank you! Come in and have a cup of tea.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Wei Renjie had gained a lot of weight. The originally skinny man even had a small belly.

Wei Renjie explained helplessly: I have no choice. When running outside, I always have to drink. Sometimes when I am in a hurry, I can even eat 6 meals a day.

Zhang Xuan understands very well, remembering that when he and Yang Yongjian were doing foreign trade in their previous lives, they often encountered such situations. Who among the customers and suppliers would not like to have a good meal with wine and meat when they met?

Mi Jian did not regard him as an outsider. He helped with the work when he came and asked Long Bailing: About how many people are here today?

Long Bailing said: We just sent invitations to our close friends, and it was less than three tables away.

Of the three tables, parents and relatives of both parties can join two tables, and the remaining table is for friends and classmates. It seems that the two of them are very low-key.

As expected, there were not many people, but the atmosphere was pretty good. The key was that the food was delicious. Long Bailing quietly pulled Mi Jian and asked, Can you drink today?

Mi Jian pondered Xiaohui, I don't know.

Long Bailing immediately decided: To be on the safe side, I won't drink it.

Mi Jian said yes.

The two girls are very good friends. They interact a lot on weekdays, so they often meet up to drink and eat together. After a few times, they don't drink or eat spicy food. After a few times, everyone knows something by heart. They are both smart people. In the past, it was just Just don't tell me.

On such a great day, Mi Jian couldn't drink, but Zhang Xuan had to drink, and he had to drink a lot. There was nothing I could do about it, among all the guests, he was so damn special that almost everyone wanted to have a drink with him after they finished drinking with the newlyweds.

This is a tribute to him, but the old man is in pain and happy at the same time. Grandma is such a bear. It is not easy to go from being a little transparent to being a great person now.

After returning home, Mi Jian asked with concern: How are you doing? Does your head hurt?

Zhang Xuan lay softly on the sofa: Fortunately, I just can't touch you for a while.

Mi Jian's face grew hot when he heard this, and he went to the kitchen to make him some sobering soup.

Two more days passed in warmth. In the evening, Zhang Xuan put down his pen, flexed his muscles and asked, When will uncle and aunt come over?

Mi Jian was sitting next to him reading his manuscript. He raised his head when he heard this: The day after tomorrow.

Zhang Xuan was speechless. He would leave tomorrow and they would come the day after tomorrow. No one is a fool!

Because of the wedding wine, the old man was very restrained on the last night, for fear that the child he would give birth to would be defective.

After talking in detail all night until dawn, Mi Jianqiang held on to his sleepiness and sent him to the airport, Give me a call when you get home. Don't make me worry.

Um.

Regardless of whether there was anyone around or not, Zhang Xuan lowered his head and kissed her red lips lightly before turning around and entering the ticket gate.

Let's go, remember to miss your man.

Mi Jian looked at him quietly, smiling and saying nothing.

Manzai, why are you back?

As soon as Zhang Xuan stepped into the small villa in the upper village, Comrade Ruan Xiuqin, who was chopping pigweed, stood up with a whoosh, waving a kitchen knife and asked.

Zhang Xuan subconsciously took a step back: What? You always don't welcome me?

Ruan Xiuqin put down the knife, wiped her apron with her right hand, and answered the question: Is Mi Jian pregnant?

Zhang Xuan said: I didn't ask.

Ruan Xiuqin regretted, Mom has been waiting for your call and wanted to go to the capital to help you take care of Mi Jian.

Then she complained: You are the child's father, how could you not ask about this?

Zhang Xuan had a headache: I remember that you didn't want me to have contact with Mi Jian before, but now you are urging the child. Are you so fickle?

Ruan Xiuqin turned a deaf ear to this and said gently: At this moment, at that moment, when I see such a good girl, my mother likes her so much that there is no reason to let her go.

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention. He patted his stomach and said, You are hungry. Hurry up and cook. What are you doing? You want to starve your own son to death.

Ruan Xiuqin clapped her hands and pointed outside the door: Go to Shuangling's house for dinner. I won't serve you today.

Zhang Xuan sat still.

Seeing this, Ruan Xiuqin took off her apron and walked outside.

Zhang Xuan shouted: Where to go?

Ruan Xiuqin: Mom went to Teacher Tian'e's house to get some food. You can take care of it yourself.

Just leave as soon as you say, really leave.

Zhang Xuan chased her to the road and saw that the old man had actually entered Teacher Tian'e's house. He was a little helpless. Why did he end up with such an unreliable biological mother?

After a pause, he turned sideways and said to Zhao Lei, who was watching the show: Why are you still standing there? Drive, let's go to the town.

Hurrying slowly, we arrived at Lao Du's house just in time. The food had just been served and had not yet been eaten.

Ah, why are you here?

Seeing his sudden arrival, Du Shuangling, who was playing with her sister's children, stood up quickly, walked over and asked with a smile.

Are you surprised to see me? Zhang Xuan asked shamelessly.

Well, surprise. Du Shuangling said with a smile.

Zhang Xuan took out the gifts he bought and distributed them to everyone in the family one by one, and then whispered to Du Shuangling: Daughter-in-law, your husband is going to faint from hunger. Hurry up and call everyone to eat.

Seeing everyone opening gifts, Du Shuangling muttered virtue and then helped him serve food.

After staying for three days, Du Shuangling didn't ask him about Mi Jian, and Lao Du's family didn't ask him what he was doing during the summer vacation. They got along very harmoniously.

Ai Qing asked: When will you two go back to school?

Zhang Xuan looked at Shuang Ling: I can do it anytime.

Du Shuangling thought for a while and made up her mind: Qingzhu won't go back to school until the 4th. Let's leave on the 3rd. You just came back, so spend more time with your mother at home.

Seeing her youngest daughter mentioning Ruan Xiuqin, Ai Qing asked, Will Xiuqin go to Yangcheng with you this semester?

This is a very sensitive issue for Shuangling, but Zhang Xuan has no intention of backing down, I asked, but she hasn't decided yet, saying she's not used to life in the city.

Although Ai Qing knew about Mi Jian's existence, he had no doubt about it at this moment. He nodded and said with emotion: It's okay if you are not used to it. Times have changed. After living in the countryside for most of my life, the pace of life in the city is no longer suitable for us. .

Moreover, your mother likes to visit each other to chat and play cards, and she doesn’t like to stay in the city.

Back in the bedroom, Du Shuangling, who had been relatively silent at the table, asked him: Mom really doesn't want to go to Yangcheng?

Zhang Xuan observed her carefully for a while and said truthfully: She said she would go again next year.

Hearing this, Du Shuangling stopped asking further questions and turned around and started packing her things: Then let's go up and stay tonight.

Knowing that his daughter-in-law wanted to spend more time with her biological mother, Zhang Xuan was very moved and hugged her from behind. He was speechless for a long time.

Du Shuangling smiled and glanced at him: Don't make trouble, I just fed you last night.

Zhang Xuan hugged her and walked to the bed: Don't go up tonight. She might already be playing cards at this point.

Taking off her shirt, the old man lowered his head and continued: Besides, the reason why she chased me down is because she wants me to spend more time with you. She doesn't want to be a light bulb.

Du Shuangling couldn't resist, and after a lot of fussing, she started to hug him around the waist.

ps: I came back from the hospital yesterday and officially resumed updating until the book is finished.

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