Rebirth: My Tiger-Type Girlfriend is Truly Delicious

Chapter 209 The First Cup of Milk Tea in Autumn (Subscribe!)

"Grandma, I can't take this red envelope."

When Lu Chaoyu saw Grandma Jiang forcing the red envelope into her hand, she quickly declined.

Li Lingyuan had the same reaction.

However, although Lu Chaoyu had a reason not to accept the money, Grandma Jiang's reason for stuffing the money was even more solid:
"If you are the granddaughter-in-law of the Jiang family, you must accept this red envelope."

When a granddaughter-in-law meets her parents for the first time, the elders will more or less give her a red envelope.

This can be seen as part of traditional etiquette.

Lu Chaoyu experienced this battle for the first time and subconsciously turned his head to look at Jiang Zhifei.

And Jiang Zhifei nodded calmly.

"Then thank you grandpa, thank you grandma."

Lu Chaoyu accepted the red envelope politely, feeling as if the soft girl coins inside were about to burst the red envelope envelope.

But it's not over yet.

After Lu Chaoyu and Li Lingyuan finished collecting the red envelopes from their elders, Jiang Pingchuan took out two thin red envelopes.

Almost at the same time, Lu Ye also took out two similarly thin red envelopes.

Lu Chaoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw how thick the red envelope was.

It's okay, okay, my uncle and Uncle Jiang just wanted to say it.

She very obediently walked up to the two of them and politely took the red envelope with both hands.

But when she got the red envelope, she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

If what she expected was right, there should be a bank card in each of the two red envelopes!

Wait until everyone leaves the dinner table one after another.

Lu Zhaoyu found an opportunity, and secretly dragged Jiang Zhifei to the corner of the lounge, and whispered:

"Lao Jiang, grandpa and uncle, they gave too much..."

When Jiang Zhifei heard this, he looked at Xiaoyu's flattered expression, stretched out the back of his index finger, lightly scratched her nose and joked:
"Isn't it good to give too much? I didn't earn a penny tonight."

He said with a smile: "Xiao Yu, you have to bear the psychological burden, why don't you share half of it when we meet?"

"Lao Jiang, please stop making trouble, I'm serious." Lu Chaoyu said angrily with a pretty face.

“Then just listen to me and accept it in a down-to-earth manner.

Xiaoyu, you have such good literary skills. Haven't you heard that you are gifted by your elders and dare not resign? "

Hearing Jiang Zhifei's words, Xiao Yu wanted to say something else, but a little tangle appeared on her pretty face.

And Xiaoyu's hesitant and shy look made Jiang Zhifei feel more adorable, like eating sweet ice cream.

Much cuter than cute.

He took Xiao Yu's hand and turned back to the large living room composed of three sides of floor-to-ceiling windows.

However, the floor-to-ceiling windows at this time were all closed with blackout curtains by remote control.

On a brown sofa arranged in a semicircle, a family is sitting on it watching TV.

What was playing on the 80-inch ultra-high-definition TV was "White Hair Beauty" starring Li Lingyuan.

This movie was just released in theaters the day before yesterday.

The two elders had heard before that both grandsons-in-law were participating in the show, and they excitedly wanted to go to the cinema to watch it.

Jiang Pingchuan originally wanted to book a movie theater.

After Lu Chen learned about it, he felt that there was no need to bother the two elders to make a special trip to the theater, so he directly got the original film.

Cooperating with a home theater package priced at 10,000+, the experience effect is no less than that of a theater.

Even though several people had already watched it at the premiere.

At this moment, Jiang Zhifei took Xiaoyu and quietly sat down, happily doing the second brushing.

Not that the movie is that good.

Just because I am surrounded by people I like.

While Jiang Zhifei was watching the movie, he fed Xiao Yu, who was nestled in his arms, various cut fruits.

Xiaoyu put her arms around Jiang Zhifei's shoulders and showed a satisfied expression after eating a cherry tomato.

More than an hour passed in a hurry.

The video playback ends.

It was near eight o'clock in the evening.

The electric curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows slowly opened, and the bright and charming night view of the Pujiang River came into view.Lao Jiangtou took off his reading glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, and asked Jiang Muqing next to him with some confusion:

"Nanny, grandpa doesn't understand something.

These two people obviously have a misunderstanding, why don't they tell each other clearly.

Did you have to wait until the ball was dead in the end to remember to explain this and that in front of the grave? "

Li Lingyuan:......

In fact, she had great doubts during the filming, but she did not dare to question Director Xu.

"Grandpa," Jiang Muqing said with a smile:

"This is easy to explain, because this is enough to be cruel!"

"Oh."

Although Lao Jiangtou didn't understand his granddaughter's explanation, he said he was greatly shocked.

Holding the teacup, Jiang Pingchuan casually pressed the TV remote control to switch to the TV channel interface.

And coincidentally, Songhu Satellite TV is broadcasting the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala at this moment.

Qin Chu, who was wearing a silver-white suit, was on the stage performing a soulful duet with female idol Cao Sicheng on the Bund NO.18.

"Wow, it's Sister Chengzi!"

Seeing this, Jiang Muqing quickly turned up the volume and looked at the TV screen intoxicated.

Seeing Jiang Muqing so excited, the whole family patiently watched the show together.

Lu Chen asked casually: "Xiao Fei, you also wrote this song, right?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhifei fed Xiao Yu a crystal green grape and nodded at the same time.

After Lu Chen heard this, he stared at the No. 18 building on the Bund that kept flashing in the background of the party program, his eyes thoughtful.

As an excellent entrepreneur, he is keenly aware of the huge business opportunities that this song can bring.

Jiang Zhifei and Yuan Rong also showed similar expressions while watching the performance.

Compared with outsiders, they can be said to be first in line.

If only Jiang Zhifei could write a good song that perfectly fits Ping An Que's brand and products.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is not impossible for the group's stock to reach its daily limit.

Thinking of this, Jiang Pingchuan looked at his eldest son with a bit of pride in his eyes.

Accompanying the end of the song performance.

Jiang Pingchuan stood up and led everyone to the leisure hall to play mahjong.

Outside the building, the breeze is bright, the moon is bright, and the stars are dotted.

Let's enjoy the full moon together, and the lights of thousands of families have a good night.

A few people were divided into two tables, and they stayed together until about eleven o'clock at night.

Lu Chaoyu received a big red envelope tonight, and felt a little uneasy. He wanted to play mahjong without letting go.

But Jiang Muqing, who was at the same table, was really good, worthy of the title of Songhu Artillery King, and almost fired every game.

After the card game ended, Lu Chaoyu not only did not lose a penny, but actually made a small profit.

Seeing that it was almost time, everyone stood up and left one after another.

Although today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is also Sunday, and tomorrow is still a working day.

In Jiang Zhifei's large flat-floor mansion, there is actually always Jiang Zhifei's room.

However, after Jiang Zhifei visited as a guest today, he declined Yuan Rong's warm invitation to stay overnight and chose to go home with Xiao Yu.

Take the elevator from the th floor to the underground parking lot.

After Jiang Zhifei and his aunt and uncle said goodbye, they drove the Cadillac and headed north.

In Songhu, the magical capital, at midnight, there is still a constant flow of traffic on the road.

About two 10 minutes later.

After Jiang Zhifei drove the car off the viaduct, he glanced at several businesses with lights on the street.

Then, under Xiaoyu's puzzled gaze, he parked the car on the side of the road and rushed to a certain store.

After a while, Jiang Zhifei left and returned, carrying several large cups of milk tea in his hand.

At the same time, he remembered something, smiled and said to Xiaoyu:

"Here, I'll treat you to the first cup of milk tea in autumn."

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