Lemony is a little cute

Chapter 606

Xia Ningmeng said honestly: "Probably not, she is very different when she sees me. Brother Jichen, don't worry, I will stay away from her when I see her again."

It's fine if it's not, Jian Jichen is afraid that Xin Jiaqi will follow them abnormally.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Call me when you get home!"

"it is good!"

Xia Ningmeng and his team arrived home in less than half an hour.

I was very tired all day outside, so I took a rest early after washing.

Jian Jichen also went to bed early after receiving the call that Xia Ningmeng had arrived home safely.

In the second day of junior high school, everyone didn't go out. They stayed at home to sleep, accompanied their son, surfed the Internet, and Xia Ningmeng went to bed at [-] o'clock in the evening.

Before daybreak in the third day of junior high school, Xia Ningmeng carried K Bao, who was sleeping soundly, into Xiu Jie and his car. After picking up Jian Jichen in Ligang Meidu, the family of three boarded the plane to Longyan.

When boarding the plane, Bao K was still asleep in the baby carrier.Jian Jichen wanted to hug her, but Xia Ningmeng felt that it would be too detrimental for a big man to carry a child, so she only gave him the bag at any time.

After entering the cabin, Bao K was placed on the baby recliner, the little guy was still sleeping soundly no matter how much you tossed about, Jian Jichen lovingly kissed him on the face.

From Mocheng to Longyan, the flight took an hour and a half. Jian Jichen and Xia Ningmeng had breakfast on the plane, and landed after a short nap.

And this hour and a half little K has been sleeping soundly!His bright eyes opened when he got off the plane.

Rain is the most common thing in winter in western Fujian. On the third day of junior high school, Longyan was covered by light rain, and the temperature was much lower than that in Mocheng!
Walking out of the gate, the person who picked up the plane was a middle-aged man in his 40s. They spoke Hokkien or Longyan dialect, and Xia Ningmeng couldn't understand it!
Probably heard Jian Jichen calling him third brother or something.In short, they are relatives, not drivers or anything.

The third brother is very enthusiastic, and speaks boldly and freely. When he saw Jian Jichen, he first gave a warm hug, then hugged K Bao, and praised K Bao. Xia Ningmeng didn't understand!

Listening to the distinctive dialect along the way, and feeling the enthusiasm of her relatives, Xia Ningmeng felt that this third brother who was not a direct relative was better than Jian Yuanzhou's direct cousin.

It took less than an hour to drive to a place that looked like a village but was richer and more prosperous than a village.

People walking and driving on the road know each other, and they always stop to say a few words.

Jian Jichen told Xia Ningmeng that everyone in this village has the surname Jian, and everyone's ancestors are a family, and it has been 86 generations in K Bao's generation!If you count the number of descendants, there are eight hundred if not one thousand.

Oh my god, isn't this family too big?No wonder the Jian family is known as the Four Great Families in Mocheng. Looking at the luxury cars in the village, the descendants of the Jian family are countless. Such a huge group of relatives, if they take care of each other casually, they will become stronger and stronger.

The atmosphere of Chinese New Year here is even stronger. In addition to the Spring Festival couplets, there are many colorful things hanging in front of the door, and some people still retain the custom of sticking door gods.

People wear some ethnic minorities.

There are a lot of pedestrians and cars on the road, and most of them are luxury cars!People who return to their hometowns to worship their ancestors during the Chinese New Year will rush back from all corners of the country on this day, so the Spring Festival here is particularly prosperous and lively.

Their car was parked in front of a circular building, it was the first time Xia Ningmeng saw the Hakka Wailong House, it was as high as six or seven floors, densely packed like a hornet's nest from the bottom up!

　This is the first time I try to write about Hakka people, so everyone will take it as a joke, and if there is something wrong with it, just take it as a joke.I have studied the customs of the Hakka people for a few days, and I only know a little bit about them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)