What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 111 Ruined My "Good Girlfriend" 19
After the four of them celebrated Jiang Meijuan's birthday at noon, they parted ways in the afternoon, those who went to work, those who stayed at the supermarket, and... the report work that should be reported.

"How do you think the relationship between you and Jiang Meijuan can be brought closer?" Zheng Nanyang was rubbing Fu Qiao's sore leg, and asked Liu Chengyan without raising his head.

Both he and Fu Qiao are very anxious now. Whether it is material or spiritual aspects, they have already given Jiang Meijuan, but Jiang Meijuan seems to have encountered a bottleneck period, and there is no tendency to break through the window paper.

"I don't know, I think I've tried my best here, and it's already saturated. The rest should be up to you, whether you can let something happen to her family," Liu Chengyan thought for a moment, and finally said in a deep voice.

Fu Che raised his eyes to look at Liu Chengyan, then lowered his eyelids in frustration, Liu Chengyan and 1973 said the same thing, it sounds simple, but if you really want to make something wrong in the Zhang family, it's not easy to start .

"Then let's go there today? Let's celebrate Jiang Meijuan's birthday," Zheng Nanyang suggested. Their revenge against Jiang Meijuan has lasted for so long, and it is impossible for them to make progress and stagnate now.

Fu Kai nodded feebly, and went to prepare a gift for her "baby" godson.Jiang Meijuan's birthday gift can be less, but Zhang Ping'en's can't.

When the two of them arrived at the door of Zhang's house with their things, Zhang's mother was still talking to the neighbors.

I was a little surprised to see them coming, but Zhang's mother only reacted for half a second, and then shouted into the room with her unique voice: "Ping En, come out quickly, your godfather and godmother are here!"

Zhang Pingen is also a person who knows how to prescribe medicine to others. He immediately rushed from the house and greeted them obediently: "Godfather and godmother."

Then he looked at the two bags that Zheng Nanyang was carrying, his eyes lit up.

"Don't look, it's not for you," Fu Qiao walked over to cover his eyes, and pushed him into the room.

Zhang Pingen, who was happy to have no gifts, pouted and accused Fu Qiao with a face of reluctance: "Godmother, you don't love me anymore."

Fu Che: I'm sorry, I've never been in love.

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"I'll make it up for you next time. Today is your mother's birthday. Don't be jealous of what we brought her." Fu Qiao comforted Zhang Pingen's long hair and then cut the watermelon head without saying anything.

In fact, she did it on purpose. After discussing with Zheng Nanyang for a while, she found that Zhang Pingen, who didn't bring a gift to be sad, was more likely to stir up their family conflicts.

The two discussed together and hit it off.

What they brought this time was not only their gift to Jiang Meijuan, but also the large bouquet of roses from Liu Chengyan.

Not long after, Jiang Meijuan and Zhang Jiarui returned home one after another.

"Mom, why did you cook so well today? Is there any happy event?" Zhang Jiarui asked casually, dusting off the ashes from his body.But this caught the attention of Jiang Meijuan, who was in a sensitive period.

Jiang Meijuan pretended to be puzzled, and joked with Zhang's mother: "Don't you do these things because Shulan is here?"

It was Zhang's mother who cooked so many dishes for Fu Che that was stepped on her tail, and the anger that was suppressed in her heart and could not be vented came out vigorously, and she yelled back: "What are you talking about, why are you so ignorant? "

It's been a long time since Fu Che came here, how can it be compared with her who is always at home?

What's more, Fu Kai buys things every time he comes, and Jiang Meijuan doesn't bring one for the New Year.

Mother Zhang closed the kitchen door heavily, unilaterally cutting off contact with the outside world.

Jiang Meijuan, who was locked outside the kitchen door, was so anxious that she was about to shed tears. She is also a daughter-in-law, how could Zhang's mother treat one another so favorably?
"Meijuan, guess what I brought you?" Fu Qi stood not far from her, looking at her with a smile.At this moment, Zheng Nanyang came in from the gate, exchanged glances with her, and Fu Che spoke.

"This is the flower that Nanyang and I gave you, do you still like it?"

After the four of them broke up for lunch, Jiang Meijuan was going to work, so naturally she couldn't hold such a big bouquet of roses, so she had to leave it to Liu Chengyan.

Later, Liu Chengyan followed Fu Qiao and Zheng Nanyang to the supermarket, and the roses also fell into their hands.Liu Chengyan had no reason to send roses to Zhang's family, but it was different for Fu Che.

The best friend sent a bouquet of roses on her birthday, and others would only sigh that you are friendly, so they brought the roses too.

Zhang Jiarui, who was still playing with Zhang Pingen, saw the roses and heard Fu Qiao's words, so he reacted and asked Jiang Meijuan for confirmation: "Meijuan, today is your birthday?"

Jiang Meijuan, who had just recovered the lost rose, was overjoyed and rolled her eyes at him, and said coldly, "Yes, you don't know?"

The best friend who was tricked by her into having no children remembered her birthday, and the man she had only known for a few months would celebrate her birthday and prepare surprises for her, but her closest pillow did nothing.

Zhang Jiarui gave full play to his straight male attributes, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry Meijuan, I forgot in a hurry, next time... next time I will definitely make it up for you!"

Jiang Meijuan snorted coldly: "Didn't you say the same thing last time?"

Next time and next time, there are so many next times, who knows if she can wait for it in her lifetime?

Zhang Pingen, who didn't notice the adults at all, had already wrapped his arms around Jiang Meijuan's thighs, staring straight at the rose in her hand, and pleaded with her in a low voice: "Mom, the godmother has brought you a lot of gifts, this Can you give me the flowers?"

He has never seen such a beautiful flower, if he can play, he will be the object of many little girls in school tomorrow.

It's just that Jiang Meijuan rejected him without hesitation.

"No," Jiang Meijuan dropped these two words coldly, and entered the room with a rose in her arms, not even noticing Zhang Pingen's greedy and predatory eyes behind her.

After entering the room, she stared at the flowers in a daze again, put her face on the flowers and smelled them again and again, feeling the fragrance.

This is the first bouquet of roses in her life, from a man she has not yet fallen in love with.

"Auntie, you cooked so many dishes today," Fu Qi wrinkled his nose and sniffed, pretending to be very satisfied.

"Isn't it because you're here? You and Nanyang are busy in the supermarket, and the food must not be delicious. Let's make up for it today," Zhang's mother and Fu Qiao said affectionately.

Fu Qiao watched Jiang Meijuan's complexion gradually sink, and then turned to complain to Zhang's mother: "Auntie, you are lying to me, obviously because today is Meijuan's birthday, otherwise you definitely wouldn't cook so many dishes, right?"

If the words are brought to the lips, Zhang's mother will be a fool if she doesn't continue.

She glanced at Jiang Meijuan with flickering eyes, quickly retracted her gaze, and smiled awkwardly: "That's right, isn't it her birthday? We do this every year, and we are used to it."

Jiang Meijuan grinned and said nothing.

Fu Chang tried every means to find a place for herself to comfort herself, and Zhang's mother treated her differently. Guilt and unwillingness came to her heart together. Coupled with Zhang Jiarui's indifference and neglect, Jiang Meijuan only felt tired and flustered on her shoulders.

When will this day be easier?

(End of this chapter)