If the flower is according to the postcard sent by the rich second generation who seems to be unobtrusive and out of tune, the flower will definitely turn around and throw it into the trash, but this time I don't know how, the flower actually took his son's hand, stood in place, and watched the rich second generation drive his own BMW and leave.

Watching the other party smile evilly at the corner of his mouth, he walked away. The flower remembered to retract her face, looked down at the postcard in her hand, and had a feeling that she wanted to cry but couldn't.

It wasn't until he stared at the postcard in his hand for a while that his son's immature voice said to himself, "Mom, I'm hungry!" At this time, the flower remembered that she was so cold that she forgot about it.

Quickly raised his foot and turned in a direction: "Let's go, son, mom will take you to buy eggs, and we will eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes at night, how about it?" ”

"Good!" The son is well-behaved and sensible, and when he heard that his mother was going home to make something for himself, his happy little hands clapped and kept up with the footsteps of the flowers.

In the evening, Yan Hongliang, who finally came home from work, was wearing a camouflage uniform, his body was dirty, and the first thing he asked when he raised his feet and went home was, is the meal ready.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! Can you have something else to pursue besides eating! "The flowers that have coaxed the children to sleep, because they met the rich second generation during the day, and this night, they saw the men of their own family come back with a disgraced face, and no matter how good the mood was, they were all wiped out.

Hearing his daughter-in-law say this, Yan Hongliang even seemed arrogant: "What's wrong with eating, as the so-called people are iron, rice is steel, who doesn't eat a meal and is not hungry and panicked!" Yan Hongliang didn't care about the context in which his daughter-in-law said this, when he saw the upside-down plate on the table, he opened it and saw that it was scrambled eggs with tomatoes, he couldn't help but feel very happy, and hurriedly ate the rice by himself.

Hua Hua looked at her husband who had lived together for nearly five years, although both of them tried their best to change the life in front of them, but although life was better than at the beginning, they were still poor, and Hua actually saw the future at a glance from her husband. A future without a head, a future without hope.

With a long sigh, Hua Hua shook her head, stopped taking care of her husband Yan Hongliang, turned around and went to the bed across the tent, and went to sleep with her son.

Seeing that it was still early, the mother and son had already fallen asleep, Yan Hongliang pursed his lips and continued to eat his own meal.

This kind of ordinary life, maybe for flowers, there is not too much disgust, but in the bland, you can live by yourself.

After all, the two of them have been together for so long, and they have children, and she also knows what kind of person Yan Hongliang is.

However, if everything is as it was at the beginning, and it is good to the end, there will be no more stories after that.

That night, it was raining very heavily outside, Yan Hongliang happened to be working overtime tonight, and the flowers were about to finish watching an episode of the TV series as usual, so they fell asleep. But who would have thought that when she habitually asked her son next to her if she wanted to get up and pee at this point, Hua Hua found that her son was a little abnormal today.

Hurriedly touched his son's forehead with his hand, and the flower's nervous heart suddenly thumped: "Son, is there anything uncomfortable?" Why is your forehead so hot! Seeing that his son was a little unconscious, Hua Hua hurriedly called Yan Hongliang in a hurry.

"Toot toot... Hello, your call is currently unanswered..."

If you see that the flowers can't get through once, don't give up, and hit again. But after hitting several times in a row, she still couldn't get through: "What is this killer of a thousand knives doing?" Why don't you answer my call!! ”

Hua Hua called Yan Hongliang and even called more than a dozen, but when he found that none of them could get through, he was very angry.

Seeing that his son had a high fever and fell into a coma, Hua Hua was angry, and there was no way to do it in a hurry, he was a woman, and there was still a lack of a man with a backbone in the family.

At that time, Hua Hua's idea was actually very simple, that is, she wanted to take her son to the hospital as soon as possible, so she didn't think much about it, so she called the rich second generation.

The rich second generation, who was playing with a group of buddies in KTV, saw that it was a call from the flowers, so he quickly got up and stopped all the sounds in the room.

As soon as the rich second generation gesture came out. It was really lively, and the girls who sang and danced quickly stopped.

"Hey! Flowers, why are you looking for me at this time? The rich second generation is very happy. He was used to having fun all day long, dealing with women, and he was also a veteran, so when he saw that the flowers were actually calling him on this eerie night, he knew that things could be a little unusual.

Hua Hua heard the voice of the rich second generation, because the matter was urgent, so she was not polite, and said bluntly: "I'm sorry to disturb your rest at this time, my son is sick, at this time, Yan Hongliang is working overtime, and I can't get through on the phone, there is no way, so I can only ask you for help!" ”

Hearing that the flowers are asking for themselves, this rare opportunity to be courteous, the rich second generation will never give up.

"Good, good! You're waiting for me right now, I'll be right here! After the rich second generation said a few words to the flowers, he hung up the phone, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oops! Brother, which ** is it? So happy??? The little brother who was with him on the side, after seeing the rich second generation answering a phone call, seemed so happy, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

When the rich second generation heard this, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This time it's a married woman!" ”

"Oops! Brother's taste is really getting more and more special! I remember last time you had a crush on a widow! But after half a month, I scattered other people's pigeons! What's the matter, and now you've changed your appetite again? The little brother who likes to watch the excitement on the side asked with a smile.

"Hehe... This woman is different from other women, she is like a fierce horse waiting for me to be tamed! You say I can't cherish it! The rich second generation held his chin and said proudly.

Hearing the words of the rich second generation, all the men present couldn't help but outline an indescribable smile on the corners of their mouths.

In a few minutes, the rich second generation really drove his own high-end BMW, and in the night of heavy rain, he picked up the flowers and children in the car.

Flowers rarely ride in cars, and even less in such high-end cars. Facing the new black leather seat cover in the car, as soon as you sit comfortably, you don't want to get up. In the whole car, the smell of high-end cologne made the flowers smell a little lost.

Until the rich second generation reminds the flowers...