MTL - A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating-Chapter 312 day of rebirth
Chapter 312 The Day of Rebirth
"My death day is approaching."
Shen Nanwei's words are not surprising and endless.
"I don't know if it's a big show or not."
For a moment, the three of them were stunned.
Think again.
right.
Not only Shen Nanwei, but their death day... Cough cough cough, I can't say that, it's too inauspicious.
"It's better to say that the day of our rebirth has arrived." Jiang Tanyue suggested, "It happens to open a new store, so let's set the date on that day and make it an anniversary."
Although I don’t know why I made a big table full of dishes on this day, I also put wine glasses on it.
I don't know what the so-called celebration is.
But Wei Xiaoqi didn't ask questions, and happily accompanied them to get drunk.
The only one who passed out in the end was Shen Nanwei.
The remaining three sisters and Wei Xiaoqi even played two rounds of mahjong before they started their lunch break.
Fruit wine can be drunk.
Mother, you should practice your drinking capacity.
Sleep with this thought in mind, and then wake up, the sun is rising.
Several people:"…"
Great stamina!
The day of rebirth has just passed.
The days continue to roll forward.
As Jiang Tanyue became famous, the number of children in Huxi Village School increased a lot.
There are even rich people who come here to study.
Was declined by Village Chief Yang.
They don't really want to send their children to learn something, they just come here to get close.
I also want to find out how this fourteen-year-old girl is more foxy than these old foxes.
Some rumors also followed.
Mostly slander.
After listening to the content, one can understand that this is someone who went to Huxi Village to interview Lao Jiang's family and Zhang Dabao, who is about to be a hungry adult.
Following the rumors, Jiang Tanyue quickly caught the walker out.
Many people who do business are dirty.
The backhand dug the person upside down.
Kill chickens and monkeys.
It can be regarded as a deterrent to some people.
The official rewards for improved papermaking and movable type printing were long overdue and landed at her home before summer.
The library plaques and inscriptions were replaced with golden and majestic handwriting.
Stamped with the emperor's seal.
Lu Jingzhi rubbed his chin in thought, "The handwriting is somewhat familiar."
Xiao Shen sent her a lot of books one after another, among which there were this tuneful word.
can also understand.
The palace.
Today is the day when Lu Jingzhi escorts his sister to deliver the manuscript.
As for why social fear still comes to submit the manuscript in person, is it love? Responsibility? Of course it is the stubbornness of the writer.
She doesn't like to listen to other people's rainbow farts and opinions, and feels that people can't rest on their laurels.
In the end, I still come to the library for a walk.
I ordered tea and half a table of snacks, and today the new clerk specially reminded me not to spill the oil and water from the snacks on the books.
Beside there is water and a wet veil.
It was only after being reminded that this was the owner of the library.
Apologize with a red face.
"I think you're right," Lu Jingzhi asked someone to collect half of the snacks, and finally there was a distance between the books on the table and the snacks, "That's good, I'll order after I finish eating."
Jiang Wunian is eating mung bean cake with tea~www.novelbuddy.com~ not in the mood.
The high-talking students are talking about poetry, books, rituals and music, but Lu Jingzhi knows that no matter when, where and whoever, he can always turn the topic to the script.
"Have you read the latest storybook about **** mixed with potatoes?"
"Library does not provide the latest, two more days."
"Brother Lu didn't buy "Heavenly Tribulation"?"
"How can I buy it, it's just a little late... Hey, I think "A Long Journey to the Immortal" was readily available, but now the new book is hard to find."
"Brother, I asked someone to go to the town to buy."
Jiang Wunian strained his ears, but he could hear indistinctly amidst the noise.
(end of this chapter)
