Eight Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Heart Waves

The corners of Huo Jinzhi's eyes twitched, this Ye Haichao should be a sour scholar, normal people would not do such eye-catching things, send flowers as soon as they are sent, what kind of shit postcards are you doing, he is not seventeen or eight How could a little girl who was 100 years old eat such a thing.

"Brother Huo, what are you writing?" Tang Xiaonan became even more curious, why didn't she say anything, it couldn't be a hot love story, right?

"nothing."

Huo Jinzhi put down the postcard and didn't want to say a word. Su Danqing took it and recited aloud, "Water and stone, splashing and crashing, water purifying stone, stone touching water."

"puff"

Chang Dahong, who was eating rice, almost sprayed it on Su's mother. Su's mother stared at her in disgust. Chang Dahong turned around and laughed wildly. Su Lihong couldn't help rubbing his goose bumps, it was too spicy.

Su Wanrou lowered her head to the table, counting the rice one by one, feeling very complicated in her heart.

This mysterious Ye Haichao really aroused her curiosity, and it also reminded her of her sweet and youthful days. At that time, she would often extract some lingering love poems in her notebook, and even pick up red maple leaves and sycamores Leaves, as well as the unique wild flowers and grasses on the mountain are clipped in books to make specimens, and handmade postcards are given to others.

Even if she was a little unhappy when she was young, it was still sweet, but in recent years, she has not felt sweet for a long time, and only feels that life is full of bitterness. This bouquet of roses and postcards brought her a trace of long-lost sweetness. sweet.

But Su Wanrou is still unwilling to accept it. She is not young anymore. After a failed marriage, she doesn't have the courage to try again. Moreover, she has to take into account her son's feelings. Remarriage will harm the child. She can't be too selfish .

Father Su's face is ugly, too rampant? He will never agree with this Ye Haichao? He is not a good man at all.

"Sister, you really don't know Ye Haichao?" Chang Dahong asked.

Su Wanrou shook her head? "Never heard of it."

"That shouldn't be it? This Ye Haichao must have met you, eldest sister, and he is very familiar with you? Otherwise, how could you send flowers to our house?" Chang Dahong analyzed.

Mother Su's heart moved. Although the daughter-in-law is usually unreliable, but this time she is right? Ye Haichao must be an acquaintance.

"Think about it carefully, have any men treated you differently recently?" Mother Su asked.

Su Wanrou's ears turned red, and she shook her head vigorously, "No? I don't talk to men? Maybe I sent it to the wrong person.

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"Why, didn't Lingling give it to you by name? I know what's going on. It must be that Ye Haichao fell in love with the eldest sister at first sight and found out our address." Chang Dahong slapped her thigh violently. ? I am more excited than receiving flowers.

Mother Su nodded slightly. This statement is a bit reliable? With her daughter's appearance, the possibility of falling in love at first sight is very high? Ye Haichao has a good eye.

"You don't talk about food, what are you talking about when you eat!" Father Su scolded angrily.

Chang Dahong shrank his neck? He didn't dare to say anything? Did Su's mother put a chopstick of pickled vegetables into his bowl? "Go to Danqing's room to eat by yourself."

Recently, she saw that the old man was not pleasing to the eye, and she wanted to pull off the little curl of hair on his forehead. Father Su's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his self-esteem was severely frustrated. The old woman was about to rebel.

When there are guests at home, he does not have the same knowledge as women, and he will teach the old woman after the guests leave.

Chang Dahong ate in a hurry and went to work, gossiping before leaving: "I don't know if I will send flowers tomorrow."