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Chapter 54, Birthday Wishes (for further reading)
Back to the hall.

Lu An asked with some concern: "Sister Qingchi, I'm not at home, this Xiaobai won't bite things randomly, will he?"

Meng Qingchi said: "No, this dog has been specially trained, and he likes to catch mice and chase small animals to play, otherwise sister will bring you a native dog."

"Success, listen to you."

The sister's words in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, and he stopped worrying immediately.

Meng Qingchi looked at the sky outside, then looked at his watch, and said, "Go take a bath, change your clothes, and go home with your sister."

Just as Lu An put down his book, he turned his head and asked, "Are you leaving tonight?"

Meng Qingchi nodded lightly: "There are guests at home."

Lu An looked troubled: "But I haven't bought the old man a birthday gift yet?"

Meng Qingchi smiled knowingly: "It's fine for you to go, but you will be out of sight when you buy things."

Got it, that's why she's taking herself there tonight.

After all, tomorrow someone else will have a valuable gift, but he is empty-handed, or the things he took out look shabby, for fear that he will feel ashamed.

After taking a shower and tidying up, Lu An finally bought two bottles of wine at the department store. These things were worthless, and they were local self-brewed shochu, which Mr. Meng liked to drink most on weekdays.

Then I bought two packs of sugar, one pack of white sugar, and one pack of marshmallows.

This fudge is also the favorite snack of the old man. It is soft and waxy when you are old.

There are not many gifts, but they are very close to my heart.In his previous life, every time he brought these two things over there, he was very happy, and this is considered an old experience for him.

Seeing that he insisted on this, Meng Qingchi persuaded him once and stopped him.She knew that Xiao An had grown up again, had self-respect, and loved face.

The Meng family has three residences, one is their hometown in Qianzhen, and they occasionally go back for the New Year.

One is the county below, where Meng Zhenhai works.

The third one is in the family building of the Municipal People's Hospital. Li Meng, the vice president, and his eldest daughter, Meng Qingchi, are assigned a house while they work in the hospital. The whole family lives here on weekdays.

Walk along Taohuaping Street to the end, turn left and pass the Municipal People's Hospital, enter a dead end, and end up with a yard. It is an old and thick brick house, two stories high, with bright painted water tiles on the gate, and a small red sign .

Above is the house number: 10
This small bungalow is very luxurious, much more upscale than No. 9 on Guifei Lane. As soon as I arrived at the gate of the courtyard, I could smell the smell of meat.

Lu An sniffed, and the meat smell was mixed with cinnamon gossip and red dates. Judging from experience, this is someone cooking Dongpo meat.

Seeing this, Meng Qingchi, who was walking by, smiled and said, "Before I went out, grandma was preparing Dongpo pork. It's cooked. I'll bring you a bowl to taste first."

Hey, that's a good guess.

I wanted to refuse, but when I thought it was meat, forget it, you can't get along with meat if you have trouble with anyone.

Thinking about it this way, he didn't let go of this body that was ready to move, he was convinced, why did he love to eat so much?
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Mr. Meng playing chess with others.

The opponent was a middle-aged man with an average appearance, but his high nose bridge and glasses thicker than the bottom of a beer bottle were impressive.

And there was another person beside him, Uncle Meng, holding a pot of tea and watching.

Hearing movement at the door, the three chess players all looked over.

"Grandpa, you're playing chess."

Lu An walked in with the gift, with a smile on his face, very familiar.

Seeing this rare visitor who hadn't come to the door for more than two years, before the meng family had time to strike up a conversation, a head popped out of the kitchen, and then rushed over quickly.

"Tsk tsk, who's handsome young man is this?" Seeing Li Meng pulling Lu An over for a look, he half blamed and half teased:
"Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, it's finally here. I told the old man at noon today, if you don't come tonight, I'll go to Guifei Lane tomorrow to lead you with a rope."

Faced with this Aunt Meng who often played cards out of common sense, Lu An was ashamed and felt overwhelmed:
"Aunt Meng, isn't this here? Give me some noodles, and we won't need the rope. If someone else sees it, it won't be easy to find a wife in the future."

This witty remark made all the elders present laugh.

Seeing that he was not as taciturn as before, Li Meng was very relieved, pulled him to sit down, and gave him a cup of hot tea:
"Yes, it has changed a lot. Your mother will be very happy if Izumi knows about it."

After taking a sip of the tea, Lu An failed to ignore the others, and hurriedly said hello: "Uncle Meng."

Uncle Meng nodded with a smile, patted him on the shoulder kindly, and then introduced the middle-aged man wearing glasses: "This is Uncle Chen, who works in a university."

Presumably this is the guest that Sister Qingchi was talking about. She seemed to have met the other party in her previous life, but she had never spoken or had any contact with her.

Lu An then shouted, "Uncle Chen."

"Hey, hello." Chen Weiyong was completely focused on the chess game that had lost the wind, and just nodded politely as a return.

Uncle Meng said: "Later, you will play two games with the old man. The old man is very fierce today. Neither you nor Uncle Chen are opponents."

Lu An wanted to refuse, because it was his 70th birthday tomorrow, so he couldn't disappoint.

But if you let it go, it's too boring.

After all, the Meng family knew that the deceased father, Xiandi Pan, grabbed him as a sparring partner when he was 5 years old. It can be said that although he was young, he was very old. In the past, the old man had never survived 30 rounds in his hands.

Three minutes later, Chen Weiyong, who works at the university, was full of frustration and surrendered.

The old man took a sip of tea and shouted to Lu An, "Boy Lu, come on, I'll kill you today."

Lu An said: "Grandpa, let's discuss it, how about staying with you the day after tomorrow?"

The old man heard the truth in his words and was very stubborn: "Just tonight."

As he said that, the old man was afraid that he would not come, so he had already started playing chess.

Don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, don't give up when you don't see the Yellow River, what a goddamn thing!It's a good 70th birthday, but you have to be tortured, Lu Ann thought about it and sat down.

In the first game, the center shot started.

After 15 rounds, Lu An looked at Uncle Meng, asking with his eyes: Do you want to give up?Otherwise, the old man will be warped in a few rounds.

Uncle Meng looked at his nose, nose and heart, pretending not to see it.

Instead, Chen Weiyong looked at Lu An, then at the chess game, lost in thought.

Sure enough, in the 21st round, the old man who was still alive and kicking just now fell silent.

Put down the chess, reflect for 1 minute, and shout: "Come again."

The second set started in a different way, getting on the horse and driving.

After 18 rounds, Lu An looked at Uncle Meng again, as if asking: Will this set be conceded?

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