C1842 Gift
When Xu Yunan saw Pei Zhan, she felt relieved, "How can we eat leftovers? I'll cook a few more dishes for you."
Yang Deming smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, there's no need. Boss saw your WeChat Moments last night. He felt sorry for you. He brought us here to prevent you from eating leftovers. Boss even brought you a gift. Oh, and... The flower, the boss personally picked it for you. This is the most beautiful thing in the town of Gian... The most natural flowers. "
He waved his hand, and a large bouquet of flowers immediately appeared behind him. They were indeed wild flowers by the roadside, but red, white, yellow... Together, they were very beautiful and there was even a layer of dewdrops hanging on them. They set off the little flowers, making them even more beautiful.
Xu Yunan took the flower and looked at Pei Zhan with a smile. "You picked it yourself?"
Pei Zhan's face turned red. He glared at Yang Deming and said, "You can say that. They also helped!"
Yang Deming smiled and said, "Indeed, we all helped. After all, we will often come to sister-in-law's place to freeload!"
Xu Yunan imagined a group of men dressed in casual clothes, picking wild flowers under the sun, in the desolate wilderness. That scene was truly a bit grand and comical.
Pei Zhan hurriedly said, "Sorry, yesterday was an emergency, so I didn't make it back."
Xu Yunan burst into laughter. "Where's the gift?"
Pei Zhan's face became even redder, and he hesitated.
Yang Deming went forward and took Pei Zhan's pocket. "Why are you dawdling?"
Pei Zhan pushed him away. "Get lost. Why are you so busy?"
He took out a small red box from his pocket. There were two ancient cartoon characters on the small box. It was obvious that it was a man and a woman.
The man wore a black muslin hat and official clothing. The woman wore a phoenix coronet and a wedding gown. She wore a red dress and looked like a married couple.
Xu Yunan was curious about what was inside.
Yang Deming smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, quickly open it and take a look. This is the first time Boss has given a present. You don't know, when he bought this, he hid it and didn't show it to us!"
Pei Zhan said angrily, "You shut up. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"
He smiled at Xu Yunan." It's not a gift. I bought it from the roadside. I'll give you a formal gift in the future. "
Xu Yunan took the box and said, "Giving you to me is the best gift!"
Ah?
Pei Zhan did not understand her words.
Xu Yunan opened the box and burst into laughter.
It turned out that there were two pieces of old waffles inside. There were words printed on them. One was a wife, and the other was a husband.
It seemed like this was a means of promotion.
She suddenly remembered that it was the seventh night.
Although this gift was light, it was the first gift from Pei Zhan. It was extremely precious.
Xu Yunan was very happy. She smiled and said, "This gift is not bad. I accept it. Thank you, husband!"
Pei Zhan felt relieved. He even raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
He did not deliberately buy this old waffle. It was just that last night, outside the provincial capital, everyone was hungry. The restaurant was closed, and only the old waffle shop was still lit.
They got out of the car and went to the shop. They found out that the shop was carrying gifts for the Seven Nights.
Pei Zhan's heart skipped a beat. He somehow bought a gift box, and it was even laughed at by Yang Deming and the others all the way.0
Fortunately, Xu Xiaonan gave him face.
Pei Zhan heated up the food and called his subordinates to eat.
Xu Xiaonan was afraid that it wouldn't be enough, so she quickly made a few more green onion pancakes.
She said, "In the future, come often. Don't be so reserved. Just treat it like your own home. I will make delicious food for you!"
She noticed that just now, these people were sitting cross-legged on the floor instead of sitting on the sofa. They probably dirtied her sofa, right?
They were using their lives and youth to guard the border of the motherland. How could she despise them?
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