This makes Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously think that Qian Huizhen is the reason to turn around and run.

It's because Guo Yunzheng, who moved out of the mountain before him, was scared to death.

When you run straight back to your home.

Unexpectedly, it's only 10 minutes before and after that.

I saw Qian Huizhen, who had been running away before.

It turned back the same way.

However, this time, Qian Huizhen was different from the previous one.

It's not about Zhang Xiaofan.

Instead, both hands are full of gift bags, big and small.

"I'll go, won't I?"

"What kind of operation is this?"

See this behind the scenes of Qian Huizhen's return.

Zhang Xiaofan is also a little confused about each other's routine.

He had no idea what kind of medicine Qian Huizhen was selling in her gourd?

Of course, the same two-year-old monk has no idea.

Zhang Xiaofan is far from alone.

Even Zhao's mother and Zhao Liying, they are also peeping at each other.

It's also unclear what Qian Huizhen meant by her visit this time.

Zhang Xiaofan and Zhao's mother, Zhao Liying and their party were watching with surprise and inexplicable eyes.

Then Qian Huizhen reached out and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Then, put the big and small gift bags on the ground.

In a moment, the whole person is like a spring "Duang --!" I jumped directly in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

See, Qian Huizhen is bowing a body at this time, rub a hand.

A heavy makeup of the old face, full of flattery, ingratiating dogleg smile, said.

"Hey, hey..."

"Xiao Fan..."

"Although we don't have much contact with each other."

"But it doesn't matter --!"

"I have a good relationship with your aunt Zhou Yinghua."

"Since you are Yinghua's nephew."

"That is also my nephew of Qian Huizhen."

With that, Qian Huizhen put a gift box into Zhang Xiaofan's hand again, and said.

"You see, I don't know that you will come to Xiaoying's today."

"For a while, I didn't prepare any decent gifts."

"This is a soft Zhonghua I just bought from a nearby tobacco and alcohol supermarket. You can keep it first."

"Just a little gift from my aunt..."

Zhang Xiaofan: "Shanglian: the urban routine is deep, I want to go back to the countryside."

"The second couplet: the rural road is slippery, and people's hearts are more complex."

"Horizontal: urban and rural integration."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at it, and Qian Huizhen thrust a soft Chinese into her hand.

At that time, it was full of black lines.

He gasped at the corner of his mouth, unable to laugh or cry.

"I said Aunt Qian, you'll be surprised when you take this gift..."

"As the saying goes," no merit, no salary. "

"I'm not sure how to accept the gift you gave me."

"You'd better take it back..."

"Hey, Xiaofan, where are you talking about?"

"We are all one family. One family doesn't speak two languages."

"What are you doing with your aunt Qian?"

"Take it... Take it... Take it..."

At this time, Qian Huizhen's smile does not change.

He picked up a box of Wuliangye from one side and pushed it toward Zhang Xiaofan

Look at her like that, if Zhang Xiaofan refuses to accept it, he will be anxious with he

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