Siheyuan: I, Meng De, am not a Cao thief

Chapter 82 Happy Birthday (Happy Dragon Boat Festival)

Seeing Meng De coming back, Zhang Liang stepped forward and asked, "Brother, why did you run away suddenly just now, what happened?"

When Meng De saw Zhang Liang, he was so angry that he gave him a headache.

"Oh, it hurts me to death, brother, you are too hard!" Zhang Liang said with a bitter face.

"Does it hurt? If you don't want to be beaten, give me extra practice and punish you to run around the factory three times." Meng De stretched out his hand to hit him.

Zhang Liang was so frightened that he ran away. Meng De followed behind to supervise him.

Everyone in the security department didn't know what was going on, and they watched the two run away in a daze.

In fact, Zhang Liang knew very well why Meng De treated him like this.

Didn't he cheat Mengde himself?

Zhang Liang really didn't expect that Meng De would run to his home because of his own words.

I don't know what's going on with my sister and Meng De now.

"Run quickly, don't get ink stains!" Meng De yelled from behind.

Zhang Liang didn't expect Meng De to really follow him, so he had to practice more seriously.

When passing Director Liu's office, Meng De deliberately slowed down.

I saw Director Liu sitting or standing in the office, walking back and forth.

Director Liu didn't sleep well last night, lying on the bed thinking about who stole the little book.

There were not many people who came into contact with him yesterday, and among them, he was the most suspicious of Mr. Guo.

But he couldn't figure it out, what reason would Mr. Guo have for stealing the small books? The relationship between the two is very good, and they are grasshoppers on the same rope. Even if they want to become the workshop director in advance, they shouldn't do so, right?
But he didn't dare to ask Guo Dapai directly, if Guo Dapai didn't take it, wouldn't the handle be handed over to him?
Therefore, Director Liu was restless. He was very worried that he would lose his position as the logistics director, and he was even more worried that he would be punished and paraded in the street.

After all, what he did was illegal.

Meng De is not in a hurry and plans to talk to him tomorrow to let him be anxious for another day.

Zhang Liang, who was still running, turned around and found that Meng De hadn't followed. He breathed a sigh of relief, found a corner, and lit a cigarette.

"I can relax now. I'm exhausted."

Before Zhang Liang finished his cigarette, he saw Meng De's figure.

Meng De also saw him, "I asked you to practice more, but you dare to smoke!"

Seeing Meng De running over angrily, Zhang Liang was so frightened that he lost his cigarette and ran away, but unfortunately his foot slipped and fell down.

"Get up quickly, kid, don't pretend!" Meng De ran up and kicked Zhang Liang.

"Brother, dear brother, my foot seems to be sprained, and it hurts." Zhang Liang said with a bitter face.

Meng De squatted down and touched it, and found that Zhang Liang's ankle was indeed swollen.

"You deserve to be cheated on me!" Although Meng De was cursing, his hands were groping around Zhang Liang's ankles.
Hearing a clicking sound, Zhang Liang yelled in pain!
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts"

"I've already twisted it for you. It won't hurt after a while."

Meng De is a professional in bone setting reduction.

After a while, Zhang Liang really didn't feel the pain anymore, but when he stood up, he found that his sprained right foot still couldn't touch the ground, and it still hurt when he tried hard.

This is a normal phenomenon, and it needs self-cultivation and self-cultivation. It will be fine in about a day.

So when he got off work, Meng De had no choice but to drive Zhang Liang home by bike.

Zhang Liang's plan to give a gift to his sister came to nothing.

Father Zhang saw Meng De coming back with his son, and happily stepped forward to greet him.

"Xiao Meng is here. Today happens to be Xiao Ying's birthday. Sit down and have a drink."

"Uncle, there's no need. Liangzi has sprained his ankle. I'll send him back, so I won't stay for dinner."

Zhang's father didn't care about this, and forced Meng De to stay, and finally Zhang Ying also asked to stay, and Meng Decai had no choice but to agree.

It didn't happen as promised, but it happened again by chance. What a fate.

Meng De didn't hide anymore, and sat down to eat and drink.

Since the Chinese New Year has just passed, the food today is quite rich, and Meng De also drank to his heart's content.

After drinking to my heart's content, I let it go and talked a lot.

Meng De proposed to sing a happy birthday song to Zhang Ying.

Zhang Liang's family has never sung, nor have they heard anyone sing.

Although the happy birthday song has been passed around, only a few people will sing it on their birthday.

Now that Meng De proposed, Zhang Ying's family agreed.

After turning off the lights and lighting red candles on the table, everyone sat around and began to sing along with Meng De's rhythm.

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! ! !
happy birthday to you! ! !

Listening to the Chinese and English birthday songs, Zhang Ying was so moved that she almost cried.

This is her happiest birthday. In the past, birthdays were just a family sitting together for a meal.

She silently said thank you to Meng De.

The singing was very cheerful, everyone was very happy, and the birthday dinner ended with laughter.

"Zhang Ying, happy birthday!" Meng De said to Zhang Ying specially, "It's getting late, and I should go too. If Liangzi's feet still hurt tomorrow, you can rest at home. I'll ask you for leave."

"Okay, brother, I can't see you off anymore. Sister, you see my brother off," Zhang Liang said.

Father Zhang also asked Zhang Ying to deliver it.

So Zhang Ying got up and sent Meng De away.

The moon is very round tonight and the night is bright.

After walking a few steps, Mengde suddenly remembered that the gift hadn't been delivered yet.

"Happy birthday, a birthday present for you!" Meng De handed over the packaged perfume.

Looking at the carefully packaged gift, Zhang Ying wanted to decline, but under Meng De's coercion, she happily accepted it.

"Thank you. This is the first time I have received a birthday gift. This is the first time someone has sang happy birthday to me. Thank you." Zhang Ying was really touched.

"Okay, you should go back quickly and see if you like the gift." Meng De said.

"I like it." Zhang Ying said hurriedly, "By the way, I also have something to give you. Just wait a moment. I'll go back and get it."

I saw Zhang Ying turning around and running towards home. After a while, I saw her coming out with a black cloth bag in her arms.

She was embarrassed to let her family know, so she wrapped it in black cloth, put it in her arms, and took it out.

"It's for you. Last time you gave it to me, I knitted one myself and never had the chance to give it to you." Zhang Ying said a little shyly.

Meng De found that the scarf inside was a white scarf. It could be seen that the workmanship was fine, and Zhang Ying made it stitch by stitch with care.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Meng De took out the scarf, handed it to Zhang Ying and said, "You can wrap it around me."

Zhang Ying took the scarf with a blushing face, and slowly approached Meng De, but her heartbeat was accelerating, and finally she mustered up the courage to surround Meng De.

"After being surrounded, it's indeed a lot warmer. Okay, I'm leaving, bye." Meng De waved his hand, got on the car and left.

Zhang Ying blushed and went home with a racing heart, but she didn't respond when Zhang Liang called her.

Back in her room, Zhang Ying opened the gift from Meng De and saw a bottle of perfume inside. She sprayed it on herself and found that it smelled good.

She liked the perfume Meng De gave her so much.

She also dreamed about Meng De in her dream, and it was something embarrassing, which made her feel bad, and she suspected that she was in love with Meng De.

But she told herself, don't fall in love with Meng De, he has a partner, he is a scumbag.

If you have a partner, still flirt with yourself!
Zhang Ying cursed Meng De a few words before getting rid of the image of Meng De in his mind.

Meng De, who was at work, sneezed heavily.

(End of this chapter)