But in that special era, she saw too many ups and downs with her man, and now she has an idea in her heart, that is, it is good to have a safe family.

"By the way, dear, do you want to celebrate your birthday for 50 years?"
"Don’t" Li Chu hurriedly gave a hand. "The elders are still there. It’s my dad’s seventieth birthday and Wang Shu’s tenth birthday in two or three years. We can give them a good life."
Ding Qiunan did not refute her husband’s words, but smiled.
I didn’t see him say that when I gave her and her two children birthdays every year.
It’s Ding Qiunan who has always wondered why her husband is so excluded from celebrating his birthday. She has asked many times, but she has been prevaricated by various reasons.
But this time, she is not going to be fooled like this. She will know her destiny when she is a man, so she will give him a birthday, even if she and the children celebrate it for him.
But before that, she has to find out the reason why she doesn’t want to celebrate her birthday. In case there is any taboo, don’t let the good things turn bad.
I made up my mind to pay attention to Ding Qiunan’s birthday topic, while writing something down and chatting with her husband sitting opposite.
There is really no other reason why Li Chu doesn’t want to celebrate his birthday. It’s just superstition.
You can imagine how difficult it is for Ding Qiunan to find out the reason this time.
"Come on, wife, it’s time for the shift. Will it be just the two of us at home tonight or will we eat in the cafeteria?"
"hmm? What about Wenxuan and Yueyue? "
"Go to Qiaoyun and join us at the gate of the Great Hall at noon."
"Hui Hui’s dinner is for Shen Yi’s family?"
"Yeah, I told you when I left this morning."
"Then let’s eat in the canteen. You go and cook first. I have only one o’clock left here for a few minutes."
"Ok, I’ll go first. Hurry up. Don’t let the food get cold later."
As soon as they got home from dinner, Wang Jiadong came from next door.
"Uncle and aunt, you are back."
"If there’s something in the house, say it."
Li Chu sat in Mazar-e-Mazar, fed the dog and glanced at his nephew and said.
"Hey hey, uncle, can you lend me your car tonight?"
"Give me a reason"
My nephew wants to borrow his car, which surprised Li Chu. Because of him, he can go to many places to borrow this car. He can’t just lend it out.
And Wang Jiadong knows that, but he can still come over, which means something must be wrong
"Private affairs, I want to take Xiao Juan back to her home. Her sister-in-law is going to have a baby. We want to go back and have a look."
"Where’s the key, the living room shoe cabinet? Take it yourself."
"Thank you, uncle!"
"Qiu Nan, you take two barrels of malt extract for Jiadong and then let him take that banana."
"got it"
"Uncle and aunt can’t. My mother has already prepared something."
"Give it to you and take it for me and your aunt to say hello to Xiao Juan’s parents." Li Chu sat there and waved without even looking back.
Cao Xiaojuan, who was in a hurry in the courtyard, saw her husband walk over with a bag and quickly asked, "What are you doing at home?"
"Uncle and aunt to get things, you take the packed things and let’s walk and say."
After sitting in the car, Xiaojuan took a look at the bag.
"You want so many things from my aunt."
"Oh, my aunt is packed. How can I be stubborn? Take it."
Looking at this bag of things, Cao Xiaojuan is warm in her heart.
After all these years of marriage, except for the first year, she seldom went back to her mother’s house. She didn’t want to go back herself. Every time she went back to the family that favored sons over daughters and denied people money, she always felt depressed.
Going back to her husband’s house once in a while will always make her bring a lot of things back to support her.
Chapter six hundred and fifteen Watch
At six o’clock in the afternoon the day before the National Day on September 30th.
As the crowd Li Chu them slowly walked to the outside of the Great Hall.
People around us are talking about all the programs just now. There is no expression on his face.
At this time, he is constantly bemoaning that he should not expect the party in this era, especially when Taiwan is still sitting and leading.
Ding Qiunan kept turning around to look at her husband.
"What’s the matter? Is there anything on my face? "
"Nothing, but I notice that you seem sleepy."
Hearing her talk, Li Chu turned to look around and said in a low voice, "It really made me sleepy and talked too much."
"No, I think the programs are all good."
Hehe, I’m glad you like it! What else can he say!
Li Chunai shrugged a shoulder.
It wasn’t until he got in the car that he spoke out, "What’s the size of this Spring Festival Evening? Why don’t we get a few small parties this year?"
"What’s the point of tossing and turning all these old songs except Qiao Yun’s song? It’s a get-together. How can I feel like a briefing?
And look at the host’s serious appearance. That deep voice knows that he is hosting a get-together, but he doesn’t know where to read the eulogy.
Besides chorus, it’s not easy for a single person to sing well. The protagonist of a dance program still sings. Alas, I can sing these songs backwards.