"Lala, Lalala..."

Pingping sang the song and had been walking around Jing Jian for several times. She intentionally or unintentionally placed a bar on her arm in front of Jing Jian and kept wandering around.

Jing Jian was both angry and funny. He hugged Pingping in his arms and patted his little butt: "I didn't see it, I don't know you are the team leader!"

"Hihehe, uncle is the worst!" Pingping laughed and protested loudly!

Zhou Mei and Hu Biao were busy in the kitchen, and the news was broadcast on the TV: "...In the unified cultural inspection in the city yesterday, more than 30,000 illegal audio-visual products were confiscated, 57 criminals were arrested, and two small underground factories were destroyed, and several machinery and equipment were seized..."

Hu Biao walked out with the food. He glanced at the TV and seemed a little gloating: "Fortunately Meizi and I stopped doing it anymore. I didn't expect there would be a big move this time. Xiao Jian, do you know? The Bingzi family fell behind. Yesterday was full of police. The house was searched, but it was so lively. He heard that he was arrested this time for at least five years! Hehe."

Jing Jian smiled slightly: "So, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts."

I guess Cao Bing himself did not expect that he would become popular overnight overseas. Then the upper class was angry, so he became extremely happy and sad. However, Jing Jian was not going to tell Zhou Mei and the others about this, because today is Hu Biao and Zhou Mei’s happy day.

It was said that it was a happy day, but in fact, the two families came to Zhou Mei for lunch. And I heard that Hu Biao's family was not very happy and was unwilling to find a widow from other places as their daughter-in-law, so they didn't even call their relatives and friends. Therefore, Jing Jian was the only guest attending.

It is difficult for a clean official to make a decision on family affairs, and Jing Jian cannot take care of Hu Biao's family. Anyway, as long as the two of them are happy, that would be great.

After taking the double joy handed over by Hu Biao, he lit it and took a sip: "Biaozi, prepare for it. Go to Yangcheng on the 20th. You have to work harder, you can take the train alone."

Hu Biao knew about this situation. Now he still needs a letter of introduction to buy a plane ticket, otherwise he will not be allowed to take the plane at all. For example, Guo Jingzhong and others are compatriots from Hong Kong and Macao, and Jing Jian’s passport is still usable, but Hu Biao really has no choice but to take the train honestly.

Hu Biao kept nodding, that stupid joy, that kind of heartfelt joy: "Xiao Jian, if you don't say anything, I still want to come to find you. Let's get married, men should fight it! I'm stupid, I'll listen to you anyway."

"Biaozi, the same old saying is the same. You can read it yourself and think about it yourself. I will definitely help you if you should help, but you can only be at ease if you earn money." Jing Jian reminded with a smile.

"I know this, don't you feel unsure?" Hu Biao was still a little worried.

"Think about Sister Mei, and think about your future children, won't you have one? Don't underestimate yourself. Let's talk to you today. If you really can't support the mud, you can support you, rely on Sister Mei's storefronts to support the family, and you can also ensure that the family is prosperous and spicy. Why are you asking you to help me? Isn't it because you are useful?"

Hu Biao nodded repeatedly, as if he felt relieved. In fact, what he needed was encouragement. He may not have enough ability to start a business, but he was not seriously injured. At least he was honest and willing to endure hardships.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Are you so happy?" Zhou Meiyi was by the door. Today, she was wearing a red dress, with a little makeup on her face and a radiant look.

"Haha, Sister Mei, you're saying you're going to have a noble son soon."

"Uncle, are you talking about little brother?" Pingping jumped curiously, and was also very happy.

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded in the room...

...

The sea of ​​clouds churned, and a cool breeze blew. Walking on the street, the slightly drunken comfort made Jing Jian walk lightly. Finally, a lover finally got married, and Zhou Mei found her happiness. Looking at the sky from afar, Jing Jian sighed in his heart: "Dalin should be very happy today, right?"

I looked up at my watch and it was still early. Tonight was the "Motherland Night" Beijing Gala, and Jing Jian agreed to Wu Wen to support her. Thinking of her aggrieved and coquettish act on the phone, Jing Jian couldn't help but feel excited. It seemed that after returning to the capital, he was too pure and weak?

After thinking for a while, Jing Jian came to the car and asked Xiaozhong and the others to wait a little longer. Since I have time today, let’s go and see Wang Ruolin!

He turned around and came to Xiaozuo Bookstore. He saw Wang Ruolin's mother busy at the door. Today is a day of rest and business is good. After more than ten minutes, Jing Jian found the opportunity and asked softly: "Auntie, is Ruolin at home? I am his classmate, do you have an address?"

"Who are you?" Wang Ruolin's mother raised her head in confusion, feeling that Jing Jian was a little familiar.

"Did you forget? I'm Jing Jian."

"Oh, look at my memory. Are you back from abroad?" Wang Ruolin's mother immediately grabbed Jing Jian's hand intimately and was grateful to her son's savior. Wang Ruolin's mother is still grateful to her, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

"Don't." Jing Jian quickly declined. Doesn't this affect business anymore? "Auntie, I have an address, I can find it myself."

"It's not intrusive, it's not intrusive." Wang Ruolin's mother shouted to the next door, asking the boss lady next door to help him check the shop, and then said to Jing Jian happily, "Actually, I want to go home too. My grandson has only been three months old, so I'm very puzzled."

"Wow." Jing Jian grew up, and the surprise was exaggerated enough. "Ruolin has a child? When did he get married?"

"It's been more than a year, and you should know that his wife is that nurse."

"Hmm?" Jing Jian remembered the round-faced nurse, but he didn't realize that Wang Ruolin could be a blessing in disguise.

Wang Ruolin's mother was still talking: "His father went home to work as a replacement this time, and he was preparing to give Ruolin his sister work. The old couple decided to live in the capital for a few years and get the child older. Xiaobei is a good girl, and she has suffered from her family..."

While listening to Wang Ruolin's mother talking, Jing Jian frowned slightly. Why was he heading to the main gate of the garden?

"Auntie, Ruolin lives in school?" Jing Jian asked.

"Yes, the school has arranged a family-friendly faculty and staff dormitory, and there is a large single room. It's not very convenient for us to move in again. If it really doesn't work, I'm going to wait for his dad to come and build a bed in the store."

"Huh?" Jing Jian thought to himself, didn't he ask Yu Hai to give Wang Ruolin 150,000 yuan and ask him to buy a house? It must be that Wang Ruolin, a fool, is stubborn again. It's still Wu Heng, Mu Guangzhong and the others, they are not pretentious at all, they have already bought a house.

In fact, houses in Beijing are not expensive at all now. Wu Heng and others didn’t spend 50,000 yuan, and they were all two-bedroom and three-bedroom apartments with very good locations. Jing Jian also asked them not to rush to pay back the money, and to find a way to buy a house if they had extra money.

As Wang Ruolin's mother walked in Huaqing Garden, looking at the familiar scenery and strangers, Jing Jian felt a lot of emotion. It was really in this garden today...
Chapter completed!