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Chapter 39

The two of them looked at Churi who seemed to pop out of the mountain, and ate the leftover food from yesterday together. Cai Yanzhi whispered the old saying that drinking water warms the heart, and that poor couples suffer from everything, which sounds reasonable in different contexts.

, it is self-contradictory when compared. Zhao Jiadi, who could not even tell the difference between Xileng and Xiling, did not say anything. It is difficult to simply say right or wrong for the things left by the ancestors of five thousand years ago after the waves washed away the sand.

Instead of worrying about this, it is better to take a few more looks at the faces and braided braids of the women around you, and see how beautiful they are. Zhao Jiadi silently recited the line from Xin Qiji's "Congratulations to the Bridegroom" "I see how charming the green mountains are, and how they should be when they see me", and then

Quickly changed it to "Auntie Qingshan looks so charming, Qingshan should look like this when seeing her." At this time, Aunt Cai is not as charming as she needs to be. As for the title of "Congratulations to the Bridegroom", it is even more related to the ironing situation, haha, Cai Yanzhi

Hearing him murmuring again, with the ungrateful smile on his face, I immediately gave up the idea of ​​sharing some of the load when going down the mountain. It is easy to go up the mountain, but it is difficult to go down the mountain. This is the same as being a person and doing things, and success is achieved.

After half the effort, the other half was more about basic skills. Poor Zhao Jiadi still carried a big bag. He didn't forget to bring the branch and wave it all the way, shouting "If you don't hate the ancients, I won't see you. If you hate the ancients, I won't see you. I'll be crazy."

"Those who know me are the second and third sons." For fear that the only audience around him would not know that he has now begun to recite Tang poetry, Song lyrics and Yuan music, Cai Yanzhi joked that others have accumulated a lot of money, but you have a lot of money, so you are not afraid of emptying out your private goods in one fell swoop?

When Zhao Jia first heard the idiom "Thick accumulation and thinning", he immediately laughed and repeated it several times. He laughed strangely. Cai Yanzhi walked slowly down the mountain for a few minutes before he suddenly realized it. He tightened Zhao Jia's ears and cursed, "You are seeking death. Zhao Jia"

As expected of a real man who never begged for mercy or compromised, Cai Yanzhi let go of his hand and ignored this dead gangster who was so blind despite being a little educated. Zhao Jiadi returned to the dilapidated pavilion on the mountainside, as tired as a dog, leaning on his arms with both hands.

Branches, looking at the fields and villages in the distance, I am lost in thought. If I continue walking, I have to go back to Qinchuan, back to Qiandao Lake, then back to Hangzhou, back to the strange officialdom that is still a fog of smoke, no better than this place with an altitude of less than 1,500 meters.

The mountains that are 100 meters high will always be one mountain higher than the next. When will it end?

Cai Yanzhi likes the look and demeanor of Zhao Jiadi. He is careful and calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous. She always feels that he is in awe of something. Zhao Jiadi continues to go down the mountain. The going up and down the mountain reminds him of the ascending and descending documents. I don’t know.

How is the arrangement going with Li Tan? I hope there will be a surprise when I return to Hangzhou. Zhao Jiadi is not obsessed with how big an official he should be. He must have a secretary, right? Cai Yanzhi couldn't bear it when she saw Zhao Jiadi was out of breath and whispered softly.

Asked if he would help you carry him for a while? Zhao Jiadi said boldly, "No, I will carry you on my back again. It will be no problem." Cai Yanzhi asked, "Really?" Zhao Jiadi hummed and said, "Why don't you jump up and give it a try." So, Cai Yanzhi really jumped.

The two of them almost rolled down the mountain together. Zhao Jiadi, who was staggering behind, was holding on to a life-saving tree. He couldn't laugh or cry. Do you really want to die for your love? Cai Yanzhi said with a charming look, didn't you say you would carry me? Zhao Jiadi said angrily, "Yes, yes, yes,

I want to carry you, but I also want to fuck you! Will you give it to me?! Cai Yanzhi smiled and said, "Okay, if you have the ability, come here. If you are in the wilderness here, if you can dominate me, I am considered your man." Zhao Jia

After weighing it for the first time, I finally gave up and decided to beat Aunt Cai in a duel. There was little hope. A man who weighs 140 pounds and is diligent in exercising cannot lose a girl who weighs 100 pounds. It’s sad to think about it. It’s sad no matter how sad it is.

He had to accept his fate. Zhao Jiadi pretended to take a leisurely stroll down the mountain while humming a Peking Opera tune. Near the village at the foot of the mountain, he lay down on a stone, buried his head in the cold water of the stream, and took a quick drink. He was better than those who were regarded by the hypocritical bourgeoisie as

The divine fillico and voss water are definitely much sweeter. Zhao Jiadi has never quite understood why the pseudo-rich second generation admire so much the things they can always buy with money. Just drink, eat and play with them.

Are you a noble? After thinking about it, you still think that master Chen Ping'an, who drinks porridge, noodles and books with wine every day, is the most powerful person. Once he meets such social elites, Zhao Jiadi will automatically take a detour. There is really no way around him.

, I don’t mind using a Bentley to hit a Porsche like that time in Hangzhou. Isn’t it just a comparison of wealth? Zhao Jiadi is worthy of it. There is a man like Zhao Taizu who occasionally moves out to make a big banner. It’s not just pretending, it’s a real thing. If you like it, it’s cool.

To get rid of the acid, it is best to remove all the teeth. Zhao Jiadi and Cai Yanzhi, who was wearing braids, rode the most ordinary bicycles together and rode side by side along the winding road. Cai Yanzhi said: "This place used to be full of

The dirt road was replaced with an asphalt road in the past two years, and large pieces of bluestone in the village have been removed. Except for the Feng Shui tree at the head of the village, some big trees have been pushed down one after another. Now it is becoming more and more unsightly."[

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Zhao Jiadi said with regret: "I understand, it's like a girl who was originally quite pure, but she had to imitate the white-collar OLs to put on sexy and heavy makeup, and as a result, her original temperament was lost."

Cai Yanzhi smiled and said nothing, and the breeze blew on her face, blowing the green hair on her forehead in strands, giving her the appearance of a fairy.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning when Zhao Jiadi and she arrived at the small town of Qinchuan. Cai Qiang and his wife-to-be were still at home. They and their parents were frightened when they saw Cai Yanzhi wearing a novel braid. They are not stupid. Cai Qiang sighed in his heart.

, with my sister’s temper, there is no room for maneuver on this matter. I warned myself not to be too troublesome in the future. I need to change roles immediately and get into the state. I almost immediately thought about how to get along with Zhao Jiadi in the future. I’m afraid this is

It can reflect Cai Qiang's professional rank, and he has to learn to let go of the knots he can't resolve for the time being. Cai Yanzhi's parents have no objection to this. Xiao Zhao, a young man, is not old, but he looks very stable, which is a good match for his daughter.

But there is no problem of who is suppressing whom. It is generally balanced, especially Cai Damei, who is particularly excited. He likes this little son-in-law. He is a good man. He gives himself full face every time he comes. He smokes, drinks and chats in private. Something like it is not easy for a man to be in charge.

Cai Damei loves to hear these words, and her son Cai Qiang has revealed that Xiao Zhao's family background is actually richer than Yan Zhi's. This is amazing. How rich can he be?

Daughter is rich? Cai Damei is such a practical upstart in the countryside, but this does not mean that he sees people any worse than the people in the city. This little sparrow in Qinchuan has all the internal organs. Cai Damei has suffered all the way, and she is good at human nature.

He doesn’t know much about it, but he knows very well about the bad roots of human nature, because he himself is not a good citizen. He can just save others by himself, which is the most practical and the most direct way to people’s hearts. If Cai Damei is not a good person and is fond of whoring and gambling, it will be

One thing is very important. His wife ran away and raised two children alone. No matter how much he lived like a mangy dog, he did not give his son to anyone else. He was unwilling to starve to death together. He said he was afraid that he would not have the face to face the grave. Just like

Today, after lunch was finished at the big table, Cai Damei took Zhao Jiadi to open a small stove to drink. Zhao Jiadi specially asked Han Daode to bring a bottle of 60-year-old Moutai from ts. The state banquet for the meeting of the top leaders of Diaoyutai is also of this standard.

Well, Zhao Sanjin only swindled two bottles. Han Daode held the wine with both hands when he sent it to Qiandao Lake Town to pick up the wine. Zhao Jiadi didn't tell his prospective father-in-law about this in public, he only talked to Cai Damei.

Drink after glass, squandering everything, Zhao Jiadi kept toasting to Cai Damei. This old man who often couldn't hold his head up in front of his children said, Zhao Jiadi heard that he changed his LV belt to a handmade Italian one, and the uncle felt a surge of emotion.

Haoqi Qianyun patted Zhao Jiadi on the shoulder and said in non-standard Mandarin, Jiadi, I am 100% satisfied with you as my son-in-law. As long as you treat Yan Zhi well in the future, you will use me as your servant.

I, Cai Damei, didn’t even fart. Zhao Jiadi quickly said no, no, uncle Cai, let’s continue drinking, drinking, it’s a rare opportunity to toast you. Cai Damei’s drinking ability is not bad at all, and the lowest level is the same as that of the township mayor or mayor.

When the village party secretary competes for wine, he wins more than he loses, but today he is really drunk. Firstly, the wine is good and has strong stamina. Secondly, the wine is comfortable and easy to get drunk. Next door is the living room on the second floor, where Cai Yanzhi and her mother

Watching TV with Cai Qiang's "couple", the main reason is that Cai Yanzhi wants to communicate with Hongque, the sister-in-law who is about to be married by Cai Jiaming's media. This kind of formality still has to be passed. Although Queen Cai has braids, she is natural.

The scene is still there, Hong Que is obviously in awe of this aunt, her circle is far away from Cai Yanzhi's circle, but she has been with Cai Qiang for a long time, and when it comes to talking about marriage, some things about Cai Qiang are just a matter of course.

She did not hide too much, so Hong Que was quite awe, respect and fear of Cai Yanzhi, whom she had only heard of by name in the past. The former accounted for three and the latter accounted for seven. As a result, she answered questions like a student answering the teacher. Cai Qiang was quite helpless, but

It's not easy to talk about this directly, just let it go slowly, not to mention that he himself is not much better. Every time he sees his sister, he behaves the same way as a mouse and a cat. His younger brother Cai Chong was also present. He took a temporary leave yesterday and rushed from Chun'an Middle School.

I came back, but I didn’t see my sister who had a deep generation gap that day. When we met today, Cai Yanzhi didn’t look good after hearing that the child asked for leave. At this time, the school girl could only huddle in the corner and sulk. When she heard the old man next door

Dad's loud words and laughter made me feel uncomfortable. How could this outsider named Zhao, who was not handsome, tall or inconspicuous, be recognized by the whole family? Even the elder sister who considered him as the Supreme Long Live showed damn signs of acquiescing to his identity.

As a high-ranking school boy, Cai Chong really wanted to hit him with a piece of tofu, but before he hit him, he had to strangle that bastard named Zhao with his own hands. Over there, Zhao Jiadi was finally let go by Cai Damei, with a red face.

Face entered the room and sat next to Cai Yanzhi. She handed Zhao Jia the first glass of cold water. The water was drawn from a small ancient well at the end of the village.

Being able to drink to bring out the human touch, Cai Chong curled his lips when he saw Zhao Jiadi's behavior, with a look of disdain on his face.

Cai's mother smiled and said: "Jiadi, eat fruits. Bayberries and peaches are given by people in the village. They may not be as delicious as those sold in the city."

Zhao Jiadi smiled brightly and said: "Auntie, I guarantee it will taste better than what is sold. I can eat two or three kilograms in one sitting."

Cai's mother was so happy that she just picked up a peach and looked at it carefully. For fear that it had not been washed thoroughly, she picked up the whole plate and stood up and said, "I'll wash this peach again, or I won't get a bad stomach."

Cai Yanzhi immediately joked: "Mom, no need. This guy never washes his fruits. He doesn't wash bayberries, strawberries, apples, anything else. He's too lazy to eat, and I haven't seen him eat his stomach once."

Zhao Jiadi was thick-skinned and nodded in agreement.

Cai Muwen shook her head and said with a smile: "That's not okay. The food in our country is rough. It won't waste time to wash it. Your health is important."

In an instant, Zhao Jiadi's eyes turned red.

Almost at the same time, the face that already gave the impression of perseverance was filled with tears.

Everyone was stunned.

The little kid Cai Chong muttered something crazy.

Just as Cai Qiang was about to stop him, it was too late. Cai Yanzhi glared at the child who spoke so freely. His eyes were colder than well water. The little bit of courage that Hong Que had managed to accumulate through a warm conversation immediately collapsed and nothing was left. This

Auntie, you are so overbearing! Cai Qiang broke into a cold sweat but did not dare to say another word.

It was Zhao Jiadi who came to smooth things over, wiped his face, and said with a smile: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I drank too much and my stomach hurts. I'm sorry."

Cai's mother knew that he didn't mean what he said, but she didn't know what to say. She just said: "It's your uncle's fault. He doesn't have any sense of drinking. I told him to go after I washed the peaches. Jiadi, next time he takes you to drink, you will be in trouble."

Wan Shao has a drink, we are all members of our own family, we don’t care about face."

Zhao Jiadi nodded and said, "I'll remember it."

Cai's mother took her young son who had accidentally gotten into trouble out of the room, and Cai Qiang and his wife also found an excuse to go for a walk and left.

Zhao Jiadi stared at the pot of red bayberry. He was weak and sick when he was young, but he was greedy. The most important thing in the day for the old Buddha of the Zhao family was to stare at the little Ba Liang that he loved the most, peel lychees one by one, and cut watermelons.

One piece at a time, even the melon seeds were eaten one by one, plus some chewy snacks and candies. It was stipulated how much Xiao Baliang could eat every day, down to the details of how many strawberries and orange segments. Either Lafayette was stingy or he was afraid of Xiao Baliang.

The two stomachs were full of food. At that time, the weak grandson almost ate more Chinese medicine than rice. He couldn't tolerate the old Buddha without trembling. If it weren't for this, the old lady would like to collect all the good things in the world to satisfy his grandson's greed.

, most of the elders in the family are like this. They know that the stick produces filial sons, but there are a few who really have the heart to beat them, and they all hope that their children and grandchildren will have better food and sleep than the children of other families.

Zhao Jiadi reached out and picked up a bayberry, stuffed it into his mouth and lowered his head.

Cai Yanzhi asked softly: "What's wrong?"

This was the first time she had seen Zhao Jiadi cry with her own eyes, and it was even the first time she had heard that in the courtyard house bought by the old Buddha of the Zhao family in Beijing for his grandson, Mr. Huang Fengtu vaguely mentioned the childhood friendship between Xiao Baliang and Wang Banjin.

After that disaster, it seems that from that time on, the crying child is no longer prone to weakness. What's more, this man once fought his way out and stood limping in front of him. He was also smiling at that time. A man bleeds without crying.

, but before it reaches the point of sadness, there are no more bloody and tender words than this.

Zhao Jiadi bit his lip tightly and choked softly: "I miss my grandma."

Zhao Jiadi wiped his face vigorously again. Before he could eat the red bayberries, he took two more pills, filled his mouth, raised his head, and smiled silly at Cai Yanzhi.

At this moment, Cai Yanzhi felt that there was no man in the world who looked more gentle than this guy at this moment, really.

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