Rebirth: My Tiger-Type Girlfriend is Truly Delicious

Chapter 154 Night Tour (two-in-one, please subscribe)

Lu Zhaoyu heard the words and recalled for a while, and then replied with certainty:
"Aunt Yuan, Lao Jiang should be fine, so don't worry."

Jiang Muqing shook her ponytails and said after finishing her attack:
"Mommy, brother, he ran faster than Su Shen just now. Maybe he saw someone familiar."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Yuan Rong felt relieved after hearing this.

Five 6 minutes later.

Jiang Zhifei walked through the endless flow of people, leaving and returning.

When several people looked at him curiously, they all noticed that there was a brown paper bag in his hand.

Jiang Pingchuan was about to accuse the other party of something, but Yuan Rong glared back.

"Lao Jiang, what are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Seeing Jiang Zhifei sweating profusely, he obviously ran all the way back.

Lu Chaoyu quickly took out a tissue, and while asking, he quickly wiped the other person's face.

"It's okay," Jiang Zhifei squatted down and took out a black Adidas shoe box from the paper bag.

Opening the box, a pair of white shell shoes with laser tails appeared in front of everyone.

Under the dappled light, the classic three stripes processed by laser reflect different light.

It looks playful yet simple.

"Wow," Jiang Muqing lowered her head and saw the classic shell shoes, with little stars popping up in her eyes as she said:
“Adi’s latest laser collaboration model this season, I’m so generous.”

Lu Chaoyu asked with some confusion: "Lao Jiang, did you just run over there just to buy shoes?"

"Yes," Jiang Zhifei replied with a smile:

"It's too tiring for you to walk in high heels. It will be much more comfortable if you put on sneakers."

As soon as these words came out, several people around him fell into silence.

Jiang Pingchuan, who was holding back his words and preparing to scold his son, suddenly felt a stab in the back from his elder son.

Lu Chen's face was expressionless, but he was secretly happy that Lingyuan was lucky to be wearing a pair of flat shoes.

Manager Guo and Manager Yu couldn't help but wipe the sweat from their heads, thankful that their ladies were not around.

There is no way, if you compare goods, you will throw them away, and if you compare people, you will die.

Jiang Zhifei's behavior of blatantly doting on his wife was tantamount to putting the other male compatriots present on the fire.

Jiang Zhifei ignored the reactions of others and asked Xiaoyu to sit on the public bench next to him.

He squatted on the ground, supported his body on his toes, picked up Xiaoyu's white and smooth jiojio, and untied the high heels.

And Lu Zhaoyu saw the other people looking at him with different expressions, and said shyly:

"Lao Jiang, I can change the shoes myself, you don't have to..."

"As long as I'm here, you won't need to do this little thing."

Jiang Zhifei said matter-of-factly, put on Xiaoyu's white socks, tied the bow-tie shoelaces and said:
"Well, now that you've put them on, let's take a few steps and try them on to see if the shoes fit properly."

He smoothly put Xiaoyu's high heels into the shoe box, then stood up and looked at the shell shoes on Xiaoyu's feet.

Just now in Adi's store, Jiang Zhifei didn't have time to consult with the shopping guide because he was in a hurry.

Jiang Zhifei only knows two types of shoes from A Di:
Popcorn sneakers and shell white shoes.

Between the two, Jiang Zhifei felt that the latter matched Xiaoyu's little black dress better.

So, without thinking, he quickly paid for the shoes and ran back.

Seeing Xiao Yu's satisfied and comfortable expression at this moment, Jiang Zhifei felt that he had a good vision.

While others were silent, Jiang Muqing suddenly spoke and secretly said:
"Sister Xiaoyu, brother is really considerate to you.

I didn’t expect him to know that wearing high heels is very, very hard for girls, especially after walking such a long distance..."

As she spoke, Jiang Muqing shook her ponytails and her eyes fell on her mother's ankles.

Several others followed Jiang Muqing's gaze and found that only Yuan Rong was wearing a pair of silver stilettos.

Then the few people looked at Jiang Pingchuan in unison.

Jiang Pingchuan: ...

broken.

Dad's little cotton-padded jacket didn't keep warm, so it was upgraded to black cotton.

Jiang Pingchuan coughed nonchalantly, pretending not to feel the double blow from his son and daughter.

"Ahem, that," he shouted to the bodyguard who was the doorman not far away:
"Xiaohua, go nearby and buy a pair of sneakers for Mr. Yuan, the more comfortable the better."

The bodyguard came over, nodded and asked, "Director Jiang, what shoe size should I choose?"

Jiang Pingchuan: ...

Oops!

Watson, I did not expect you to discover your blind spot.

He secretly glanced around with his peripheral vision and saw his beautiful wife staring at him with a half-smile.

The brother and sister, whose filial piety had deteriorated, had expressions on their faces as if they were waiting to see his joke.

The eldest nephew Lu Chen remained expressionless, as if watching a play, with no intention of rescuing his old uncle.

These three people are all closely related to him by blood!

At critical moments, it is really quite reliable.

Jiang Pingchuan's thoughts changed all at once. In order not to ruin his image as a good husband in front of outsiders, he blindly concealed a very familiar number.

He said casually to the bodyguard Watson with a calm expression:
"Of course I bought size 38. I can't remember my wife's shoe size correctly!"

Before the words fell, the two managers, Guo and Yu, who were at the side, cheered and said:
"Haha, Director Jiang is indeed a well-known good husband in the business world. I don't know my wife's shoe size."

"How fresh. Director Jiang and Mr. Yuan are a model couple."

Jiang Pingchuan was humble on the surface, but he was very nervous on the inside.

He didn't know whether his blind answer was correct or not.

When the bodyguard Watson heard the order and was about to turn around and leave, Yuan Rong suddenly said:

"Xiaohua, as a man, shouldn't choose women's shoes. Mu Qing, please go with Brother Hua."

"No problem, Mommy!" Jiang Muqing excitedly asked Yuan Rong:

"Can I buy a pair of laser shoes of the same style as Sister Xiaoyu?"

Yuan Ronggang wanted to reject his daughter, but Jiang Pingchuan said grandly:
"Buy it, buy it, I'll bring you a pair for Sister Yuanyuan, go and come back as soon as possible."

Li Lingyuan, who was wearing sunglasses, a mask and a cap, heard this and was about to refuse, but Jiang Muqing had already run away.

According to Jiang Muqing's temperament, if she didn't wander around the store for half an hour on a normal day, she would never come out.

But she also knew how to measure, so she happily finished the purchase this time.

Jiang Muqing ran back happily and took the paper bag from Watson's hand. When she was about to hand it to Yuan Rong, Jiang Zhixin took it from her.

He took out the shoe box, looked at it and said to Yuan Ronghao:
"Aunt Yuan, let me see if Mu Qing made a mistake."

Lu Chen realized something in an instant, took the shoe box from Jiang Zhifei's hand, looked at it and said, "I bought it right."

Jiang Pingchuan:? ? ?

What the hell are these two brats doing?

The shoebox that passed through the two hands finally reached Yuan Rong.

When Yuan Rong sat on the bench, Jiang Pingchuan hurriedly followed Jiang Zhifei's example and squatted down, but felt that his waist was a little weak.

At the same time, he heard Yuan Rong say calmly:

"We are an old couple now. I can just change my shoes myself. Husband, please get up quickly."

"Hey, that's wrong," Jiang Pingchuan took off his high heels for Yuan Rong and said affectionately:
"Just because we are an old married couple, I want to be nice to you even more.

Besides, tonight is Chinese Valentine's Day, so this is one of the Valentine's Day gifts for you. "While speaking, Jiang Pingchuan changed Yuan Rong's shoes, and when he got up with his back, he inadvertently glanced at the sticker on the lower right corner of the shoe box.

Printed on it are the shoe model, origin, size and other information.

But Jiang Pingchuan suddenly froze at this casual glance, and then broke into a cold sweat.

Because he discovered that the size marked on the shoe box was not 38, but 36.

Yuan Rong stood up gracefully and asked Lu Chaoyu and Li Lingyuan as if chatting:
"It suddenly occurred to me that the keyboard at home is not very sensitive. I want to replace it with a new one. Do you have any recommendations?"

Lu Chaoyu thought for a moment and replied:

"Aunt Yuan, Jiangning Electrical Keyboards sells well next door, but I don't know if they are closed at this time."

Yuan Rong pursed her red lips and smiled softly: "Oh, really?
How about we go take a look together? "

"Hahahaha!"

After coming back to his senses, Jiang Pingchuan smiled coquettishly and understood what his eldest nephew and eldest son were looking at just now.

He carefully picked up the brown paper bag and said to everyone:
“There will be a special Qixi Festival event on the pedestrian street tonight, and I heard that many of the projects are very interesting.

It's rare that I have free time. Let's talk about the keyboard later. Wouldn't it be better for me to go shopping with my wife? "

Manager Guo also introduced: "Director Jiang is right, we have a lot of activities here tonight.

There are traditional begging for skills, worshiping the Weaver Girl, nail dyeing, etc., and large-scale interactive performances are also arranged. "

"Sounds pretty good." Yuan Rong said calmly:
"In that case, please ask the two managers to show us around."

"Sister-in-law, you are welcome."

Manager Yu walked in the front and began to introduce the pedestrian street.

The place where these people are at this moment is located on the side of Yingtian East Road.

Walking along the Yingtian Road Pedestrian Street from east to west, the flow of people becomes larger and larger, and various temporary stalls also appear.

Under the colorful neon lights, a group of four fat and thin beauties attracted the attention of many passers-by.

As Jiang Zhifei expected, Jiang Muqing clung to Xiao Yu all the way, holding on to Xiao Yu's left hand.

Like a gummy candy that can't be shaken off.

To Xiaoyu's left hand side was Yuan Rong, who was walking side by side.

What’s interesting is that they are all wearing the same style of white shell shoes.

Lu Chaoyu and Yuan Rong look exactly like mother and daughter sisters, with the same temperament and appearance.

And Jiang Muqing, dressed in a JK skirt and double ponytails, looks like she was adopted from another family.

Under various lights, Xiaoyu and Li Lingyuan walked beside Yuan Rong, one on the left and one on the right.

This left Jiang Zhifei with no one around him who could speak.

Cousin Lu Chen has always cherished words like gold, and his personality is very cold.

After being together for more than ten years, Jiang Zhifei knew that the other party hated invalid communication, which is also known as nonsense.

As for talking about his biological father...

Jiang Zhifei firmly believed that Jiang Pingchuan would be happy to communicate with him about the theory of 'the king is the king and the ministers are the ministers, the father is the father and the son is the son'.

But I am not a pussy, I will take the initiative to seek abuse when I am full.

When he was bored, Jiang Zhifei looked around and found the bodyguard two or three steps behind him.

So, he deliberately slowed down a few steps, and asked the other party with a smile:

"Brother, this is the second time we have met. I don't know your name?"

When the bodyguard heard this, he was immediately flattered and responded:

"Hello, Mr. Xiao Jiang! I am the deputy captain of the security department of the group headquarters. My name is Xia Luoke."

"Brother Xia, you don't need to be so nervous, and you don't need to call me Mr. Xiao Jiang. Just call me Zhifei."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Zhifei:...

"That," Jiang Zhifei asked curiously:

"You and Brother Watson who are walking at the front are both my father's personal bodyguards?"

"Yes, Huazi and I are both veterans of the Fujian Military Region and entered the company for training at the same time seven years ago.

Later, I was lucky enough to be selected and had the opportunity to protect Director Jiang personally. "

"It turns out Brother Xia is a veteran, I admire him."

Jiang Zhifei sighed sincerely and was about to say more when he saw Jiang Muqing running over from the front, pointing her hand and saying:

"Brother, there are Qiaoguo sellers over there, go and buy me a bag."

Jiang Muqing finally understood the saying "once it's old, twice it's familiar".

It was obviously the second time I met Jiang Zhifei tonight, but he acted as if he was as familiar as a brother and sister who grew up together.

The strange thing is that Jiang Zhifei doesn't dislike the other party's style.

It's not an ancient girl, where are there so many bitter brothers and sisters.

Jiang Zhifei hummed, turned and walked to the stall, where he bought a lot of various kinds of sweet fruits.

The so-called Qiaoguo refers to a fried food made of oil, flour, sugar and honey.

It can also be understood as an upgraded version of fried dough sticks with a better appearance and richer taste.

Jiang Zhifei took a large bag of steaming Qiaoguo back to Jiang Muqing, and asked her to share and taste them all.

And he deliberately picked up a raindrop-shaped red bean stuffing fruit and stuffed the paper bag into Lu Chaoyu's hand:
"Xiao Yu, I chose this specially for you. Try it to see if it's sweet enough."

Yuan Rong, who was next to Xiao Yu, smiled slightly when he heard Jiang Zhifei's words, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
As expected, he and Jiang Pingchuan are father and son.

This method of coaxing a little girl is probably not passed down from ancestors.

No, compared to Jiang Pingchuan when he was young, Jiang Zhifei is clearly a step ahead!

In front of Yuan Rong, Lu Zhaoyu suppressed the joy in his heart, and hummed reservedly.

As a few people walked toward the middle of the pedestrian street, the scene became more and more lively.

Under the leadership of Manager Yu, the four girls came to the activity booth and participated in the traditional begging activity.

Originally, when Yuan Rong saw that there were young girls in front of the stall, she declined and did not want to go there, but she could not resist the other three girls who tried to persuade her.

Especially Xiaoyu, a fierce bitch, directly picked up Yuan Rong from the waist and walked more than ten steps away before putting Yuan Rong down.

This made several others look dumbfounded.

Jiang Zhifei suspected that even if Xiaoyu still wore high heels, it would not stop her from doing so.

The four women were sitting in front of the begging stall, with several men standing behind them.

The traditional Chinese Valentine's Day begging for skills specifically refers to the activity of "threading a needle and threading a thread".

That is, thread a thin colored thread through a special five-hole or nine-hole needle, and compete with who can thread it through faster in the same time.

In ancient times, begging for skills was usually carried out under the moonlight, so it was very demanding on the eyes and very time-consuming.

However, the times are developing and technology is advancing.

The rules of the begging activity that Xiaoyu and the others participated in were quite simple:
Each person pays 10 yuan, and if you gather 10 people, you can start the game.

Whoever completes the thread first within 3 minutes will be the winner and will receive a 77 yuan pedestrian street consumption coupon.

If no one has finished piercing, the girl with the most pinholes will be the winner of the round.

This is purely for everyone's enjoyment, and even the profits are clearly displayed.

With the four girls joining in, the stall soon filled up with 10 people.

As the stall owner blows his whistle, a new round of begging competition officially begins.

(End of this chapter)