60s: Petite Wife

293 are all beauties

Qian Wenliang also came shortly afterward and rode two bicycles respectively. Qian Wenliang took his lover and his son with his sister. The whole family was graceful and graceful, and had a good temperament. 's family. dt

"Jiaojiao, this is my lover Lu Ping, this is my son Qian Shuya, twenty years old, this is my daughter Qian Shumeng, two years older than you, you can play together in the future."

Qian Wenliang smiled and introduced them. He was still in a straight tunic suit, with a mid-portioned head and black-rimmed glasses.

Lu Ping is petite, with short ears and short hair. She wears a light gray Lenin outfit with no wrinkles at all. She is not particularly beautiful, but her temperament is very good. At first glance, she can tell that she is a highly educated woman.

Shen Jiao later found out that Lu Ping and Qian Wenliang were from the same hometown and classmates. They went to study in country Y together. Lu Ping studied literature.

And she can also write scripts, one of which is about new women, which was very popular back then, and colleges and universities across the country are rehearsing this script.

At first glance, Qian Shuya looked like a younger version of Qian Wenliang, who looked very similar, but Qian Shuya was more shy, looking a little dull, not a good talker, Jiaojiao secretly wondered why she was still in the sea at the age of 20. Staying in the city, don't they all say that they want to renovate the countryside?

Qian Shumeng, however, was very beautiful, and she concentrated on the advantages of her parents. She had an oval face, big eyes, and a high nose bridge, but her lips were slightly larger and her stature was slightly shorter, like her mother's stature.

"Hello, Mistress, Brother Shuya, and Sister Shumeng!"

Shen Jiao sweetly greeted them with a smile, Lu Ping saw that Shen Jiao was stunned at first, but quickly grabbed Shen Jiao's hand with joy, and kept complimenting:

"Oh, in the past, these adjectives that were only considered as the country's beauty, the fragrance of the country, the country and the city were exaggerated by the ancients. Now it seems that the ancients are not exaggerating, but I am ignorant!"

Lu Ping seemed to be a rather talkative woman, her temper was very bright, much more outgoing than her husband Qian Wenliang, and she was very fond of Shen Jiao.

She just likes this kind of woman who is not awkward, like Shen Xiuqi Huarong, she has a headache just looking at it!

"Master, you are really humble. When it comes to Huarongyue's appearance, you and Sister Shumeng are you!" Shen Jiao smiled politely.

Qian Shumeng next to him burst out laughing: "Jiaojiao, when you say these words, my mother is going to make a big difference. She loves to hear others praise her as a beauty!"

Shen Jiao also smiled: "My wife is a beauty, Lan Xinhui said she is my wife."

Lu Ping's heart was overjoyed, her eyes crooked with laughter, it seemed that she really liked to be praised for her beauty.

Qian Wenliang smiled and said: "Everyone is a beautiful woman, let's sit down and eat. Although the beauty is delicious, the material food needs to be supplemented!"

Everyone laughed. Lu Ping glared at Qian Wenliang angrily, with an unstoppable smile on his face. It could be seen that their family had a very good relationship.

What Shen Jiao envied the most was the way they got along. Parents and children were like friends of the same age. Unlike some people, children were trembling in front of their parents.

Shen Jiaxing took out a bottle of Maotai and shook it at Wu Boda, which made his eyes bright, so he jumped up and hugged him and refused to let go.

"Oh, it's not a bad meal today, we won't go home if we don't get drunk!"

Qian Wenliang is also interested. He is not a good wine person at first, but he was in a depressed mood for a year on the farm, coupled with the hookup between Wu Boda and Shen Jiaxing, he also cultivated a hobby of drinking. After returning, he often hangs out with Wu Boda. Have a drink.

Wu Gangqiang and the Qian Shumeng brothers and sisters knew each other and kept talking to Qian Shuya, but they didn't get along with Qian Shumeng.

"Wu Hei Fatty, it's been a lot darker after not seeing you overnight. Is there still someone riding a bike and hitting you on the road?"

"Qian Dazui, your mouth is a lot bigger, don't miss it if you know how to eat!"

"Fat Wu Hei, be careful with Miss Ben, be careful that I will let my brother beat you!"

"Oh, as a weak scholar like your brother, a hundred won't work, why don't you do it yourself? For the sake of your appearance, brother Qiang, let you do ten tricks!"

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"Go to hell!" Qian Shumeng turned her head angrily, too lazy to pay attention to someone.

"Hehe, Brother Qiang is a dog with nine lives!"

Wu Gangqiang laughed smugly, grabbed a duck head and nibbled at it, feeling that it was right to follow him tonight. With so many good dishes, he could still be angry with Qian Qian!

pretty!

Shen Jiao heard it was funny, there are so many friends who are happy, so this is another pair!

Over there, Wu Boda is toasting Shen Jiaxing, but he is determined not to drink it: "I can't drink it. I have quit drinking for three years. Brother Wu, please don't force me to break my precept!"

"Why don't you quit drinking? We brothers finally meet each other. Are you worthy of me if you don't drink?"

Wu Boda looked at Shen Jiaxing's flickering eyes and his nose that couldn't stop sniffing. He secretly laughed in his heart, and kept putting the wine to his nose. Qian Wenliang also followed suit, saying that Shen Jiaxing was too authentic not to drink.

Seeing Shen Jiaxing's appearance, Shen Jiao knew that the old man was addicted to alcohol, and persuaded with a smile, "Today is a rare good day. Grandpa, please drink some, it will be fine, Brother Han is here!"

Shen Jiaxing's eyes lit up, that's right, with Han Qixiu, the killing god, he has nothing to worry about!

"Then I'll drink it this time, and I'll definitely not drink it in the future!"

Shen Jiaxing is really greedy. After holding UU reading www.uukanshu.com for three years, the wine bugs in his stomach have been rolling for a long time!

Shen Jiaxing sighed contentedly as he drank the wine in his glass with a snort, it was a relief!

The first few people mingled with each other and had a great time drinking. Even Lu Ping was a wine gentleman. When he drank, he was even more than Qian Wenliang's drinker.

Wu Gangqiang also drank a little, his face was too dark, he couldn't tell whether he was drinking high or not, but his eyes were a little blurry.

Qian Shuya didn't drink alcohol, he ate his food quietly, and Han Qixiu, who also didn't drink alcohol, patiently picked fishbone for Shen Jiao, turning a blind eye to others.

Shen Jiao had asked Han Qixiu why he didn't drink alcohol before.

Han Qixiu poured two pounds of shochu on the spot, his eyes were clear, his face was not red or he was out of breath, as if he had just drank boiled water.

This guy also said arrogantly: "The existing alcohol content is too low. He drinks just like drinking boiled water. He doesn't feel much, and he is too lazy to drink!"

Later, Shen Jiao learned that the reason why Han Qixiu had such a good alcohol intake was because he had received special training in this area, and he had acquired the ability to not get drunk even after drinking alcohol.

Because of this, Shen Jiao felt very distressed about Han Qixiu. Others were still playing at the age of twelve or thirteen, but he had to undergo such cruel training. It was no wonder that this guy was very mature when he got up at a young age.

I'm afraid I haven't experienced youth at all, so I'll just grow up to be an adult!

The old sheep loves to eat fish

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