Chapter 157: Fighting

Mu Zhijun raised his eyelids, but he didn't raise them in the end, he turned over from her half-asleep, grabbed the vase of flowers and stuffed it into the closet, clapped his hands, and climbed into her arms again, "Sleep, sleep, we don't know anything..136z.> the latest and fastest update, provide"

Jian Yiyun couldn't help but push him away with a smile, and when she saw the bouquet at first, she thought it was just Mu Zhijun picking a few pots casually, but she didn't expect it to be casual, but she picked all of her grandfather's eighteen bachelors at one time.

Even if she doesn't know about it, she still has heard of the name of the famous flower "Eighteen Bachelors", which is the best in the camellia, and it is extremely rare.

"Don't sleep, grandpa is angry, hurry up, where can we find a pot and see if we can find a new pot back." "Rare is rare, after all, there is a price and a market, even if it takes a little more effort, it can't make grandpa and his old man sad.

"Where to find him, such a superb eighteen bachelors can bloom in all kinds of colors, there are only three pots in the world, and the other two pots are locked in the grandfather's flower room. Mu Zhijun wrapped it around again, one leg was brutally pressed on her leg, his head was close to the collar of her nightdress, he pulled it down gently, and his thin lips went up directly, like a baby.

He squinted his eyes, holding her blush, and continued to sleep, still looking full of comfort and leisurely, but Jian Yiyun had all kinds of ideas here.

"You say, can grandpa give this flower a pot to grandpa?" "Precious or secondary, mainly scarce, especially in the eyes of such an older generation of flower lovers, this favorite flower is equivalent to the root of life, how can anyone give away their own root of life......

"Grandpa, this pot is now made by my grandfather. ”

Mu Zhijun's words gave Jian Yiyun hope for a new life, but he was all extinguished in the next second, "Grandpa called my grandfather for a year for this pot of flowers, and he was humble and flattering. ”

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"Mu Zhijun, do you think if I call my grandfather a one-year-old brother, can he give me a pot of flowers?"

Mu Zhijun thought for a while and sat up silently, "It's more realistic for me to glue the flowers back to the flower branches tonight." Read the latest chapter and go online【]"

"What can I do about this?" Jian Yiyun was a little at a loss, the old man downstairs was still losing his temper, and the family was scolded one by one from top to bottom, she couldn't still lie on the bed like a nobody.

What a sin.

On the first day she came to the house, she made a lot of trouble at home, and she felt that she was so sorry for her grandfather.

"Mu Zhijun, let's be frank and lenient, grandpa is not a stingy person, let's say some good things to coax him, and if grandpa is willing to let go, he will come over. ”

"It's a beautiful thought. ”

Mu Zhijun leaned back heavily, shaking the mattress to tremble.

"Listen to what he is scolding downstairs now, he is not stingy, he can give you a century of this matter, and every time you have something in the future that makes him unhappy, he will endlessly pull it out and say, I killed him a pot of peonies when I was a child, and I was stunned to read it to me from elementary school to high school graduation, I won't say it, if you dare to ......"

He meaningfully grabbed her female on the head, "I'll you to death." ”

"Mu Zhijun, you dare to say such hooligan words again!"

Jian Yiyun gasped in pain, bounced up from the bed angrily, and was about to clean him up, but heard a knock on the door outside..136z.> the latest and fastest update, provided

"Mu Zhijun, you give Lao Tzu up, did you pick Lao Tzu's eighteen bachelors!"

"Look, what did I say? I must be the first to think of me!" Mu Zhijun raised his eyebrows, looking like I am a god operator.

"You are so angry, why don't you go to the fortune telling under the overpass!"

She gave him an angry look, turned over and wrapped herself in a nightgown and tried to open the door, but he pulled her back.

"Why are you, go open the door now, isn't it clear to tell grandpa that I picked the flowers, it's nothing to be scolded by him, if you read it for a few more years, oh my God, I might as well help him steal all the sides of my grandfather." ”

He quickly picked up the perfume and sprayed it back and forth in the room more than a dozen times, and then pushed open several windows one after another, and a large stream of cold air poured into the room, washing away a lot of the rich aroma mixed in the room, and he changed another perfume and sprayed it several times before closing the window again.

"Who made you a flower thief? ”

"I didn't mean to. ”

Jian Yiyun silently watched him finish doing this, picked up a leaf that had accidentally fallen to the ground and put it in his pocket, and went to open the door, Mu Zhijun lay back on the bed again, looking calm and relaxed.

As soon as the door opened, Old Man Mu couldn't help but restrain his temper when he saw Jian Yiyun, "Girl Yun, you go downstairs for breakfast first, and then continue to sleep when you come back later, I have something to say to the third child." ”

"Grandpa......" What to do, she really couldn't help it, grandpa looked so angry and sad......

She glanced back at Mu Zhijun, who signaled her peace of mind with his eyes.

"Mu Zhijun, you get up for me. As soon as Old Man Mu entered the house, he first sniffed vigorously, and then said to Mu Dongyou behind him: "Go and bring Da Hei up, it's over, think you can escape by sprinkling perfume?"

"Yes, I will give it back to you. ”

Mu Zhijun turned over and got out of bed, and took out the vase from the closet, and what was inserted on it was not Old Man Mu's favorite "Eighteen Bachelors"!

"Okay, you!" Old Man Mu was so angry that he raised his cane and was about to hammer him, thanks to Mu Dongyou's time.

I don't know why, Jian Yiyun looked at Mu Zhijun and Old Man Mu like this and felt a little funny in her heart, as if when she returned to this family, time would automatically go back, Mu Zhijun was still the little grandson who was the most beloved but loved to get into trouble in Old Man Mu's heart, and Old Man Mu was still the most irritable and nagging grandfather in Mu Zhijun's eyes, both of them became smaller, and they would fight.

"Grandpa...... I'm sorry, we didn't know this flower was so precious in advance, in fact, we can't blame all the king, and I don't ...... it" If she could have asked more when he went out, maybe this wouldn't have happened.

Mu Zhijun was prone to brain short-circuiting when she was with her, but she hadn't looked at him yet, and the children in the family were in trouble, so shouldn't adults have to bear this responsibility?

"Don't say good things for him, there are few people who have seen this flower, you don't know it's normal, but can he not know this little Wang Ba Lamb? Growing up with the old thing of the Cen family, he is not familiar with this thing than anyone else, he did it on purpose, when he was in elementary school, he killed me with a pot of peony flowers! That is the "Great Wei Zi", and now no matter how much money you spend, you can't find such a good flower!"

"I can't find anything if I spend more money, but you give me money, and there are still two "Da Wei Zi" in my flower room, and I will sell you if you give money. ”

Old Man Cen's voice came from far away from outside the door, and after a while, he came in with a small cane, and today he changed into a green satin melon skin hat, which looked a little cute.

Cen Manzhen poked her head out from behind Old Man Cen, squeezed her eyebrows at Jian Yiyun, and saw that this person was called by her.

"Grandpa. ”

Jian Yiyun flattered him, thinking about how to get Old Man Cen to let a pot of "Eighteen Bachelors" come out.

"I said you're an old cuckold, can you not come out and block me at this time?"

"Isn't it just a pot of 'white eighteen', it's worth your big fight, the early morning trouble, you are idle?"

"What 'white eighteen', Lao Tzu's flower is eighteen colors blooming in the Eight Classics, have you forgotten how you cheated me at that time?"

"I haven't forgotten. Old man Cen smiled, "But what I gave you is indeed just a pot of 'white eighteen', you said that I can graft eighteen flowers for you, and I can't pick them up, this is not realistic at all, what are you daydreaming!"

"That's eighteen colors! See for yourself!" Old Man Mu handed the bottle of flowers that had been picked to Old Man Cen in front of him.

"It's eighteen colors, but I asked your gardener to take the time to dye it. ”

"What are you talking about!" Old Man Mu was about to go crazy, and he went up and pulled off Old Man Cen's melon skin hat, "You old thing, you dare to lie to Lao Tzu and call you a one-year-old brother! You give me back!

The two of them, who are almost two hundred years old, are about to fight, and the people on the side are all dumbfounded, no one knows that in the end, this matter is just a joke made by Old Man Cen in order to admire the old man, but now it's good, Old Man Mu is angry!

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