Xianggong farming

Chapter 500 Meet Again
Qi Dalang went down the stairs silently with the man on his back. Both of them were speechless along the way. He couldn't help recalling the appearance of the man on his back. His delicate facial features made people feel bright.The fair complexion and the bright eyes are shining in his heart. He admits that the reason why he feels strange is because the woman on his back is the type he likes.

Although she is not the kind of glamorous and unparalleled woman, she is full of elegance.This is a female intellectual who is both knowledgeable and intellectual. His eyes that see the world can't be wrong.Thinking of this, Qi Dalang found that his little thoughts could not help but run wild, which is too rare.

Suddenly Qi Dalang smiled for no reason, what happened to him?How could he have such thoughts, what kind of woman he has never seen?How could he say so many inexplicable words? Isn't he a talkative person?And why did he suddenly want to carry this woman on his back?Do you have self-abuse tendencies?Maybe it's because I have relaxed too much these days?Yes, it must be so.

It's okay, I've been tense all these years, could it be that I met a woman I'm interested in.A smile that he didn't even know what he meant appeared on Qi Dalang's face again: This feeling is very good.

Being carried on the back by a man who looks exactly like her father-in-law, although Ji Xinmiao repeatedly told herself that this is a stranger, this is not her Qi Dalang, but lying on this generous back, her little heart is still Jumping around.

"Hey, Gao Jie, look below, there is someone who knows more about romance than us, the uncle even carried his wife downstairs." A young man in his early twenties was laughing at another young man of the same age.

Ji Xinmiao and Qi Dalang had only gone down three stairs, when there was the sound of treading footsteps upstairs, and a vaguely envious female voice, Ji Xinmiao didn't understand who the other party was talking about at first, Looking around, the stairs saved her and the two people under her, isn't that just talking about them?

Ji Xinmiao's little face instantly turned red.But Qi Dalang froze when he heard the man behind him: Is he the uncle type?He is only 32 years old, how can he become an uncle?Could it be the reason why I haven't trimmed my hair these days?The little girl on the back doesn't think so, does she?
This feeling suddenly made Qi Dalang feel bad. As for why he was in such a mood today, after returning home, he thought that he must have a curiosity-seeking mentality.

"Let me down quickly, I've been misunderstood by others." Ji Xinmiao tiptoed shyly to go down, but Qi Dalang under him dragged her slipped thigh back.

"What are you doing here? Others said it. We have nothing for nothing. Are you afraid that others will gossip? I stepped on you because you have bad feet. I will carry you down, so don't feel sorry for me." Qi Da Lang indifferently turned the person behind him again, and the movement down the stairs became faster and faster. He just had an urge to learn today.

"Slow down, this is only the 22nd floor, it will be bad if you fall down." Ji Xinmiao babbled worriedly. The stairs in the building are all processed and pasted with marble, which seems to be full of friction. It's hard to guarantee that he won't step on the air and fall upside down.

She, Ji Xinmiao, wanted to go back to the ancient times to find her husband and children, but she also knew that this could only be thought about.She once went to that unknown era for no reason, and came back out of nowhere. She knew that there would be no second adventure in life.So when she saw that this man who looked exactly like Qi Dalang carried her back as simple and honest as him, she still reminded him distressedly.

"Don't worry, I can still throw you with only a few kilograms of you?" After so many years of fitness, his stature of less than a few kilograms is really light for him.It's just that Qi Dalang entertained himself in his heart: I don't know what he looks like now, let his subordinates see it, will it be on the front page tomorrow?

After finally going down the stairs, Qi Dalang's entire face was smeared with red. The 25-story stairs are drooping all the time. It is not as rough as the mountains, but it is also a tiring physical work.

After Ji Xinmiao reached the first floor, she struggled to get down to the ground. When she went downstairs, the neighbors who went out for lunch all came back. Although she felt very good about this man who looked exactly like Qi Dalang, they were still strangers today after all.If someone she knew really saw her flirting with a big man outside, they don't know what words would come out from the talkative ones.

"Brother, thank you. We've all arrived at Pinglou, so I'll walk this way by myself."

Ji Xinmiao knew it was weird to suddenly ask a strange man to go downstairs, but this man was too unusual.Although she felt that she was very shameless, she wanted to recall what it was like to have that generous shoulder.She smiled shyly at Qi Dalang, turned around, and walked towards the exit of the main entrance on the first floor without looking back.

60 meters away from the left side of the residential building, there is a shop building specializing in business. Large and small businesses are piled up in the building, but in this community, the price in this building is relatively expensive, at least for people who have always been struggling. As far as Ji Xinmiao is concerned, the food in the shop building is not as good as a bowl of shredded pork noodles with vegetables at the food stall.

Enduring the soreness of the soles of his feet, Ji Xinmiao walked out of the community with a detour, recalling the food stalls in the commercial street that he used to go to, chose a shop with a bad-looking facade, and burrowed in.

A familiar smell of fresh meat came to the nostrils.

Ji Xinmiao chose a seat by the window and sat down, shouted at the open kitchen, "Master, here is a bowl of shredded pork noodles with green vegetables. The noodles need to be hand-rolled. Order quickly, I'm hungry." It's early morning."

Ji Xinmiao likes the hand-rolled noodles of this restaurant. Apart from the authenticity of the noodles, another reason is that when she was in the country, her grandma often made hand-rolled noodles with eggs for her to eat.Grandma is from the north, and she is very skillful at making noodles. Eating the hand-rolled noodles she made with the right thickness and adding a delicious poached egg for her makes her feel unspeakable enthusiasm in her stomach.

Thinking of poached eggs, Ji Xinmiao pinched the ten-yuan Grandpa Mao in his pocket, hesitated for a long time, and decided to add a poached egg, and opened his mouth to call Master, when a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him, with a thick and magnetic voice Overshadowed her small voice.

"Master, add a poached egg to the shredded pork noodles with green vegetables that the lady called just now, and then give me a bowl of noodles with fried sauce, add some spicy sauce, thicker, and the taste is stronger. If you put 18 yuan here, you will forget it Take it!"

(End of this chapter)