The Growth System Comes at the Age of Thirty

Chapter 111 You just sent me this?

Chen Qiyun was very proud: "I made an agreement with Brother Le before that as long as I grow one centimeter taller, he will give me a gift. This is the gift this time."

Chen Xiuyun was stunned again: "How tall are you now?"

"Already 1.54 meters tall!"

Chen Qiyun is very proud and wants to see who dares to call her short in the future.

Aha? !

Chen Xiuyun was quite surprised.

If she remembers correctly, the last time she helped Chen Qiyun measure up, she was 1.52 meters tall. This number lasted for three full months without any change. She even thought that her height would most likely be fixed at this number in the future.

It's only been half a month, and the little bean has actually grown two centimeters?

Incredible.

Chen Xiuyun was doubtful: "Is he really 1.54 meters?"

Chen Qiyun was unhappy: "Of course it's true, is there any falsehood?"

"It's hard to say." Chen Xiuyun pouted.

What's so great about 1.54 meters? She's 1.65 meters tall and doesn't even speak!

Chen Qiyun was very angry.

I thought to myself: "What's so great about being tall? Sooner or later I will grow to 1.6 meters!"

In her opinion, 1.6 meters is already very tall, at least half a head taller than she is now.

What Chen Xiuyun is more concerned about is: "When did Chen Jingle learn to draw?"

"I don't know, he said he took the time to learn it." Chen Qiyun replied.

Oh~~

Chen Xiuyun frowned. She sounded so pretentious. Why is she so stupid?

This level definitely requires more than two and a half years of practice.

She had a classmate who studied art. After studying for two years, her paintings were far worse than this. But she finally got into Guangzhou Institute of Fine Arts, so it was not bad at all.

So there is no point in asking. Chen Jingle's level is obviously higher than that of ordinary art candidates.

"Does Chen Jingle still have such talent?"

Chen Xiuyun blinked, not knowing what to say.

Just like the shock Chen Jingle had given her in flower planting or cooking, she always felt that this cousin had undergone earth-shaking changes without her knowing it.

Tsk tsk tsk!

The more I think about it, the more amazing it becomes.

Although she wanted to ask Chen Jingle to draw one for her, she was too thin-skinned to ask.

I can only envy Chen Qiyun.

…

Chen Qiyun closed the door and rolled around happily on the bed in the room.

There were so many people who came to her to inquire about the painting, and everyone was filled with envy and amazement.

It can be seen how shocked Chen Jingle’s painting is to everyone.

After the last breaded chicken, Chen Qiyun found another opportunity to show off her skills in front of her classmates and friends.

Chen Jingle is great at painting.

Chen Jingle painted it for me,

So Chen Jingle is awesome = I am awesome!

After just having fun like this for a while, she heard voices outside, as if her father had come back from get off work.

Chen Qiyun quickly put away the sketch and portrait, opened the door and went out.

Chen Zhenlin came home from get off work as usual.

Let me tell my parents one thing first: "My uncle's A-Xing called me and told me that he would move into his new house on October 1st, put out some wine, and asked me if I was free to sit there."

He has three uncles, many of them cousins, with varying degrees of closeness.

I am definitely close to my uncle. As for the two sons of my uncle's family, we actually don't have much contact with each other.

But for my uncle's sake, I have already called him, so I must go.

The old lady had just herded the chickens and ducks back into the cage, sat down on the long bench by the wall, and said, "You can go when you have time."

Chen Zhenlin asked with a smile: "What about you? Do you want to go?"

"I'm too lazy to go. I won't be able to eat anything." The old lady never liked to join in the fun of such banquets. She had many taboos.

The old man was carrying a hoe. He didn't know if he had just come back from the vegetable field behind the house. Hearing this, he stood still and asked something without hearing clearly what he just said.

Chen Zhenlin repeated it again.

"Just go." The old man was not interested in this. He didn't have many teeth left. What could he eat if he went?

Chen Zhenlin looked at Chen Qiyun who had just come out of the room. He immediately put his hands on his hips, raised his chin, and squinted his eyes.

"Chen Qiyun, do you want to go to a banquet?"

This posture is exactly the same as Chen Qiyun.

In the past, Chen Qiyun would have been very positive about banquets, because the food at the banquets was basically delicious.

At least it tastes better than the ones at home.

But since she got used to eating at Chen Jingle's house, she is no longer interested in food made by other people, and the same goes for food in restaurants.

Even if it’s a restaurant, it’s not as delicious as Chen Jingle’s!

So he decisively refused.

This surprised Chen Zhenlin. Xiao Douding has changed his gender and he didn't even go to the wedding.

OK!

When the time came, he reluctantly made a trip.

The old man asked: "Where did Asing buy his house?"

"Dragon City International in the south of the city."

"Then the place where he puts the wine is in the community or somewhere?"

Chen Zhenlin was helpless: "You can't just occupy a place in this residential complex. It's a restaurant outside."

"Did you say how many tables are set up?"

"I didn't say, but the restaurant where the wine is served is not big. I should just call him my relative." Chen Zhenlin was not sure and decided to go back and ask his uncle again.

The old man nodded and asked, "What did Ah Wei say?"

Chen Zhenlin didn't even think about it: "I called to inform him. Jingle is at home, so just let him go. What else can I say? It's impossible for Viagra to fly back from abroad."

"Okay." The old man stopped talking.

That's how it was decided to settle down first.

This is how people interact with each other in the countryside. If someone invites you, you will go unless you really can't leave.

Especially my relatives.

Relatives and relatives only get close to each other if they interact with each other frequently.

Therefore, the old man and the old lady couldn't bear to see Chen Jingle staying at home all day without leaving the door.

outrageous!

…

"Eating wine?"

Chen Jingle was slightly stunned when he received the call from his second uncle.

He was fairly familiar with his uncle, but he didn't remember his cousin Ah Xing very well. He just had a rough impression.

"You should be free then, right?" The second uncle asked with a smile. "I'm free when I'm free."

Chen Jinngle didn't refuse. Who asked him to stay at home? He could only stand up for his parents in this kind of thing.

The second uncle said: "Okay, just remember to go there when the time comes. The Dragon City Hotel at the entrance of Longcheng International Community will be at 12 noon on October 1st."

"How much is the gift?" Chen Jingle asked.

The second uncle thought for a while: "My relatives, let's give it 300."

"Okay."

Of course, you have to ask clearly, otherwise the two brothers' families will give different amounts of gifts, which will make you laugh.

Chen Jingle didn't want to go to the scene and find out that the gift money was missing, and then hurriedly ask someone to borrow cash.

In the Lingnan area, it is not like what is said on the Internet. Everyone does not accept gifts for hosting banquets. Even in the Pearl River Delta, this custom is only practiced in some cities and towns.

Most of them will be accepted.

It’s just that compared to other provinces, the fees are less.

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Here in Jiangbei, in the early years there were still people giving 50 or 100, but in recent years they have stopped giving 200, which means good things come in pairs.

The closer the relationship is, the more it will be 300, the closer the relationship will be, the more it will be 500.

It’s rare to say 400. The number 4 doesn’t sound good.

Of course, rich people say otherwise.

"Have a wedding banquet on October 1st."

After ending the call, Chen Jingle scratched his head.

It feels like time flies so fast, and the National Day will soon be here again. Looking at the date, October is still a little over a week away, so there’s no rush.

At present, apart from my uncle's house, there are no other red bombs.

Among those classmates, I didn’t hear of anyone getting married on National Day.

Maybe it's because they are getting older, and those who should get married are already married, and the rest either don't have a partner, or they don't have a wedding or a banquet.

Or maybe there was, but he wasn’t familiar with him and didn’t invite him.

Even if there is no invitation, Chen Jingle simply doesn't want to deal with so many personal interactions.

If it's a relative's house, he can still eat quietly as a junior.

If classmates get married, they will inevitably be asked about jobs, RV rentals and other issues by classmates they haven't seen for many years.

My scalp goes numb just thinking about it.

It's just annoying that he hasn't been to a class reunion in so many years.

Generally speaking, only those who are doing well will go.

There is no need for people like him who are reduced to living at home to eat and wait to die. It is better to just sleep at home.

…

When Li Qiguang returned home, he saw that the food had been put on the table, but his wife and daughter were sitting on the sofa.

"Didn't you say you don't have to wait for me?" He looked helpless.

Jiang Zhiqin smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, it's not when the weather is cold, and dinner is always served around this time at home."

Li Beixing smiled and couldn't wait to say: "Let's eat, let's eat!"

Tonight there was the cold beef she was looking forward to.

Li Qiguang was a little surprised when he saw the dishes: "Is the cold beef cooked at home or bought from outside?"

"Aunt Wang did it." Li Beixing replied.

Li Qiguang nodded: "The ones made at home are indeed much cleaner."

Li Beixing picked up a piece.

Well, it is indeed delicious.

But why do I feel that compared to what I ate in the morning, it’s a little...

"What's wrong?" Seeing her pause, Jiang Zhiqin was confused.

Is it also a matter of taste?

I took a piece and didn't find anything wrong with it. It tasted very good.

"No, it's delicious." Li Beixing smiled.

Eat another piece, well, it's really close. I feel that the one made by Chen Jingle has more meat flavor, while the one made by Aunt Wang has a stronger spice flavor.

Each has its own pros and cons.

But to be fair, she prefers meat with more flavor.

Just tell Aunt Wang next time.

"Or ask Chen Jingle directly?"

…

"How to make cold beef?"

Chen Jingle was stunned.

When I received Li Beixing's WX message, I didn't expect that she would ask this kind of question.

"What should I say?"

Chen Jingle thought for a while and sent her the video of him learning to make soy beef.

"Just do it, it's very simple."

“…”

Are you just going to show me this?

Li Beixing didn't know what to say and had the urge to smash his phone.

Breathe in, breathe out, sigh.

But she still sent the video to Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang was immediately nervous after receiving the video.

Come again, come again.

The Cuizhu Yuhua Miss made last time was not satisfied, and the same is true for the cold beef this time.

She even wondered if her cooking skills had deteriorated.

However, after watching the video, I did learn something different, and I roughly understood what the lady wanted to express and what kind of taste she wanted.

Li Beixing was afraid that Aunt Wang wouldn't understand, so he said, "Try to make the meat more fragrant and the spices less fragrant."

really!

Aunt Wang immediately said: "Okay, Miss, I understand!"

(End of chapter)