"Elder Wang, this ......" Wu District also smiled bitterly, someone took 20 million painting bags of roast chicken, it was really unthinkable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Rest assured, this will not affect the value of the painting." Wang Lao replied without any tacit understanding.

Wu Qu glanced at him and stopped talking.

The embarrassed Meng Ping walked out of the first line and happened to meet Xia Lao head-on.

"What a coincidence." Meng Ping touched his head and said honestly.

"What a coincidence, Xiaohua said that you are here, I will stop by to pick you up" Xia Lao rolled his eyes and said.

"Huh?" Meng Ping looked confused.

"Come and invite you to sit at my house," Xia Lao smiled strangely.

"Then it would be nice for you to make a phone call, why bother to come in person?"

"Just passing by." Xia Lao motioned for the driver to drive, and replied indifferently, as for whether it was true or not, only he knew.

The car drove all the way into the distance, and the tall trees along the way shimmered in colorful colors in the sunlight. Dancing on the fast-moving window.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, a tall and gorgeous villa appeared in front of Meng Ping.

The car took the two of them past the garden, in front of the simple white villa. A fiery red moon flower, blooming warm and deep, sprinkled in the breeze.

"Xiao Meng, I've been wanting to call you over for dinner since I saw you last time, and today is my wish." Xia Lao said with a smile.

"You're so polite." Meng Ping said with a smile.

The maid poured the tea, put the fruit on the table, and went down neatly.

I never noticed that there was such a beautiful villa here.

The furnishings in the whole room are also simple and generous, and the red moon on the table is still with crystal dewdrops.

"My granddaughter Xiaoyue will come back in a while, you two peers will talk more, so you don't need me as an old man," Xia Lao said with a smile.

Meng Ping blushed, he probably understood why Xia Lao called him over.

Somewhat embarrassed, he said:

"There are a lot of red moon flowers in the villa."

Not only the decorations, but also the corners of the table and the edges of the plates are full of patterns of seasonal flowers.

"Alas," Xia Lao's face changed: "This is Xiaoyue's mother's favorite flower when she was alive." ”

Looking at the sadness on Xia Lao's face, Meng Ping realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"That's the establishment of the business and the reconciliation with Xiaoyue."

Looking in the direction pointed by the old man, there was a family photo there, on which was Xia Liye when he was young, with a gentle woman, holding a cute little girl.

This? Meng Ping was taken aback.

The little girl in the photo has exactly the same facial features as Erbao.

In addition to the photo of the little girl's face is round and glowing with a healthy red. Erbao's face is relatively thin and pale.

Erbao, Meng Ping remembers very well that his mother bought him a puppet doll with 500 points to warm his soul. He also has a younger sister named Niu Niu.

What the hell is going on?

It's a coincidence, the girl on the family portrait looks completely inherited from the two parents.

And although Erbao is very similar to her, she is also similar to Niuniu's eyebrows and eyes, and the young woman who came with her is indeed a mother and son.

Maybe it's really people who are similar, and I really think too much.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

A sound woke up the two people who were in a daze.

Xia Lao immediately smiled: "Oops, my precious granddaughter is back." ”

The beautifully dressed girl hugged Xia Lao and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you specially called me back, and you have to dress up beautifully, what is the important thing, am I so beautiful?" ”

"Of course, Satsuki is beautiful in everything." Xia Lao touched his granddaughter's head and said happily.

"Xiao Yue, this is the young man I told you last time, the young man who sent me to the hospital, Xiao Meng." Xia Lao beckoned the two to sit down and said with a smile.

"Mr. Meng, thank you so much." Seeing the handsome and upright Meng Ping, Xia Xiaoyue blushed with shame.

It's the weird star I saw last time.

Meng Ping thought.

Although she smiled brightly, he still felt a cold feeling, very awkward, like this smile should not appear on this face.

Looking at the two who were silently looking at each other, and noticing his granddaughter's blushing face, Xia Lao nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Xiao Yue, Xiao Meng came to us for the first time, you take him around. Take a look at the garden. ”

"Okay."

A young man and woman stroll through the red garden, and the evening sun stretches their figures, it is really a romantic season.

"Mr. Meng, I have always wanted to thank you, and I only have the opportunity to say it today." The girl stood beside the red moon flowers, blushing with shame, she was really more delicate than flowers.

Seeing this situation, Meng Ping was also ashamed.

"It's really nothing, it's just a gesture."

The two of them strolled through the garden.

"This flower is so beautiful, why is there only a red moon flower in the garden?" Meng Ping, in fact, felt that it looked a bit monotonous.

Xia Xiaoyue stopped and replied seriously: "The flower language of the red moon flower is my pure lover, I love you passionately." ”

Seeing the girl's serious appearance, he was really embarrassed. Although Xia Xiaoyue is very beautiful, he always feels weird and weird, revealing a cold aura on his body.

"This is my mother's favorite flower, and after she passed away, my father took care of these flowers every day, including the decorations in the house and my mother's room, which have not changed for more than ten years."

Sagetsu smiled and continued:

"I have never met someone as loving as my father and mother, and I hope that someone can be with me for a lifetime."

Meng Ping panicked, it was the first time that a girl had said something similar to a confession to him like this, he didn't know if the other party wanted to repay the favor or if it was really interesting to him.

But he didn't feel anything about Xia Xiaoyue.

Take two quick steps forward and pretend you didn't hear anything.

Looking at Meng Ping, who was so shy, Xia Xiaoyue laughed.

"Alright, teasing you, let's be friends first."

As he spoke, he handed over a business card.

Meng Ping hurriedly turned it out, and it was Xia Xiaoyue's private phone number.

The two were talking and talking, and they had already walked to the end of the garden, and when they were about to go back, Meng Ping saw a large vat abruptly in the corner of the garden.

"What's that?" Meng Ping asked.

"I don't know, I've never seen it." Xia Xiaoyue replied.

When I walked over, I saw that there were several lotus flowers in the tank, which were open, pink and white.

It should have been a long time since anyone took care of it, not only was the tank full of dust, but even the koi fish inside had their bellies facing up, exuding a fishy smell.

"Miss, the old lady has told you and the guests to go back to dinner." A young servant shouted from the side.

"Okay, we'll be right there," said the girl politely.

"Let's go."

"Okay," Meng Ping also responded.

As a result, the business card in his hand was blown by the wind and happened to blow to the lotus pot.

He took two quick steps, bent down to pick it up, and happened to see two small red letters under the tank:

"Hui Fang"