angan Minivan waiting. Chen Xiang’s father used her mobile phone to call it from Qingmu Town.

angan Minivan waiting. Chen Xiang’s father used her mobile phone to call it from Qingmu Town.
/Chen Xiang’s father loaded two sacks of mountain goods into the van, and then, in addition to Chen Xiang’s grandparents, her sister Chen Bing, and her parents Song Chun’e and Chen Zixin crowded in. Wang Bo knew that the family wanted to send him to the town in person, so he asked everyone to stay.
“Mr. Wang, it’s okay, we have to go to town to buy some things.” Song Chun’e said with a smile.
Her husband Chen Zixin also smiled and nodded in agreement, saying that it was time to celebrate the New Year and he would go make some New Year goods.
Having said this, Wang Bo naturally couldn’t persuade him anymore. He just sighed in his heart at the simplicity and enthusiasm of his family. He couldn’t help but think of the way his family treated his aunt’s family in the city in his previous life. They were warm and considerate, dedicated, and afraid of neglect. .
The van drove along the mountain path until it stopped at the oil press shop owned by Feng Dong, Chen Xiang’s junior high school classmate in Qingmu Town.
When they met again, Chen Xiang’s junior high school classmates Feng Dong and Zhang Xiaobing were even more enthusiastic. They also called Chen Xiang’s parents “uncle” and said that they must stay for lunch at noon. However, Wang Bo declined politely, saying that there was something going on at home. , need to go home immediately. Seeing that they couldn’t keep Wang Bo, the couple turned around and tried to persuade Chen Xiang’s family to stay for lunch.
Song Chun’e and Chen Zixin knew that Feng Dong was Chen Xiang’s junior high school classmate. Feng Dong had come to play at home when he was a child, but after their daughter was admitted to the county high school and went to college, they didn’t have much contact with them. The two of them usually go to Qingmu Town to go to the market, and when they pass the oil pressing shop of Feng Dong and his wife, they meet. The couple will also call them uncle, or ask them to eat, but they are all polite words to suit the occasion, and they are never taken seriously. He was not as attentive and generous as he was today, holding his arm to prevent him from leaving.
Chen Xiang’s father put two bags of mountain goods in the trunk of Wang Bobo’s BMW. Zhang Xiaobing, the man of Chen Xiang’s classmate Feng Dong, followed and put two barrels of 20 liters of rapeseed oil in, and said with a smile that they squeezed the rapeseed themselves. The oil is purely natural and has absolutely no additives. Wang Bo rejected it twice, but he couldn’t. They offered money, but the couple refused to accept it, so they had no choice but to accept it.
“Well, Xiao Feng and Xiao Zhang, come to C outside to play with Chen Xiang during Shuangqing. The friendship between classmates is the most precious, so we should keep in touch with each other.” Wang Bochong said to the two enthusiastic and generous young people, but he was thinking about it. , if the couple really comes, treat them to a mea

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