Zou Ying, who was hiding behind a big tree on the street, secretly paid attention to Yang Chen, who was working hard, and after looking at it for a long time, she turned around and leaned against the tree, put the tips of her index fingers together, tilted her head to look at the moon in the sky, and muttered: "Is it really my misjudgment?" If it was really Yang Chen, how could he do this? ”

Then he clenched his fist again, cheered himself up, and said: "See people's hearts for a long time, continue to observe, can't be deceived by appearances, maybe that guy is playing with a lie salary, and there is actually some conspiracy...... Heh, I'm sleepy, go back to sleep. She yawned and slapped her mouth, got on the little electric donkey and left.

After dawn, there were more and more pedestrians on the road, and Yang Chen finally finished sweeping the entire street, returned to the sanitation office to return the cleaning tools, and rode his bicycle to work.

On the way, I saw a young man walk out of the flower shop and give a bouquet of roses to a young girl outside, and the girl had a bright smile on her face, and took the young man's arm and left with laughter.

Yang Chen braked and stopped, put his toes on the ground, held the bicycle faucet and stared at the flower shop for a while, touched his pocket, it was empty, not even a penny, so he had to step on the bicycle and leave.

After returning to Zhao's house, as soon as he put the bicycle away, he went out alone and walked to the wilderness behind the village, looking for the place where the mountains and flowers were blooming.

At lunchtime, the five of them sat around the dinner table, and Zhao Mantang asked with concern: "Brother Lu, I may be a little unaccustomed to the first day of work yesterday, if it is too hard to sweep the streets, forget it, and then find something else to do." He estimated that the young man might not be able to wipe that face and wanted to give him a step.

Who knew that Yang Chen shook his head and said, "I can do it, it's not hard." ”

It's really nothing to do this work with his physical strength.

Li Yan glared at her husband and interjected: "Brother Lu, you go out and inquire, in our place, except for those who are high-level and do business, or some units that have external profits, how many ordinary office workers can earn more than 5,000?" Brother Lu, listen to me, work hard, don't listen to Lao Zhao's nonsense. ”

Yang Chen nodded, saying that he would cherish this very lucrative career.

Li Yan and Yan Yuese nodded with satisfied expressions, with 30,000 yuan at the bottom, this woman's attitude towards Yang Chen was much better.

In the final analysis, Yang Chen can be a man, people are so poor that they don't even give themselves the opportunity to jingle, and he is a little ruthless, and it's strange that Li Yan can't be handled.

After eating, Zhao Mantang and his wife wanted to make up for sleep as usual, while Zhao Huixin was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Zhao Lanxin surrounded her sister and asked about the latest things outside.

Yang Chen hid his hands behind his back and went downstairs, seeing that Zhao Lanxin was also there, he seemed a little hesitant, he wanted to wait for Zhao Lanxin to leave before going over, but who knew that Zhao Huixin sat down with his sister and chatted after washing the dishes.

Yang Chen scratched his head, thinking that Zhao Lanxin's eyes couldn't see anyway, so he strode over, and suddenly took out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back, sent it to Zhao Huixin and said, "Huixin, give it to you." ”

The bouquet composed of white, pink, red, blue and other wildflowers suddenly appeared in front of him, which really gave people a great sense of surprise, and Yang Chen's well-informed aesthetics left in his bones were quite high-grade, so the wildflower bouquet that was matched was very tonal.

Zhao Huixin stared at the bouquet on the spot, and was at a loss, but she felt that the flowers in front of her were really beautiful.

Zhao Lan tilted her heart and asked curiously, "Sister, what did Brother Lu send you?" Can you let me touch it? ”

Zhao Huixin blushed slightly, seeing that she didn't accept it, she didn't let go of the smoke and dust, and after taking a breath to stabilize her mentality, she calmly took the flowers, but in a blink of an eye, she picked up her sister's hand, handed it over, and said, "Brother Lu picked a bunch of wild flowers and gave it to us, you touch it." ”

"Really?" Zhao Lanxin was a little surprised, holding a bouquet in one hand, and after gently touching the delicate flowers with the fingertips of the other, she lowered her head to her nose and sniffed it, and said with a smile: "It's so fragrant!" ”

"Thank you!" Zhao Huixin turned around and said politely, redefining the act of sending flowers.

"If you like it, it's fine." Yang Chen grinned and said.

This guy can be said to have amnesia and his nature has not changed, he has just come out of the image of a down-and-out beggar, and he immediately shamelessly launched an offensive against the beauties around him.

When the face of other people's parents is inconvenient, they take advantage of the fact that they are asleep, and send hand-picked wildflowers when they have no money to send roses, which can be described as very cunning.

The virtue of this scene is very similar to Yang Chen when he was fifteen years old, when he was just driven out of the country by Yang Wei and first broke into the rivers and lakes.

There is a good saying, character determines fate, and some things in his bones are indelible, which can be seen when he shot those hooligans before, even if he has amnesia, he is still that Yang Chen.

To be precise, without the surrounds of those turbulent storms, Yang Chen at this time is the real Yang Chen, the original and pure Yang Chen, a true Yang Chen.

Zhao Huixin didn't want to be embarrassed by facing him face to face, Yang Chen was born as a beggar who asked for food, how could she have a thick skin like him, her face was slightly red, and she quickly got up and left, and went back to the room.

"Brother Lu." Zhao Lanxin held the flowers and asked, "Why did you send flowers to my sister?" Do you like my sister? ”

"Your sister has a good heart and is beautiful, everyone will like it." Yang Chen turned around and replied.

Zhao Lanxin held the flowers and smiled, and said, "Last time, my sister said that after you cleaned up, you looked very handsome. ”

Yang Chen couldn't help but touch his chin when he heard this, and tried to ask, "Then do you think it's possible for your sister to like me?" ”

If Zhao Mantang and his wife heard this, they would definitely wonder if they had lured the wolf into the room.

"Brother Lu is good-hearted, handsome, everyone will like it." Zhao Lanxin giggled and returned his previous roundabout answer.

Yang Chen's current situation is considered a state of zero experience, and he estimated that Zhao Huixin might not accept his flowers, but he didn't guess that Zhao Huixin would transfer the flowers to his sister, so he scratched his head and said to Zhao Lanxin a little embarrassed: "Lan Xin, please do you something?" ”

Zhao Lanxin sniffed the flowers in her hand, and quietly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Chen bit her ear in a low voice and said, "Don't tell your parents about the flowers I sent to your sister." ”

"If you want me to keep it a secret, you can also promise me one thing first." Zhao Lan bit her lip quietly, and said slowly: "I can't see what you look like, can you let me touch your face?" ”

She doesn't have much contact with people in her life, she looks forward to the outside world, she wants to know why the dirty beggar that her sister said suddenly became a handsome guy, but unfortunately she can't see it, but she wants to perceive.

Yang Chen still regarded it as a big deal, and dared to love this, so he immediately leaned his face over very generously, pointed to his cheekiness and said, "Touch, touch casually, don't want money." ”

A snort of the opposite sex suddenly broke into his heart, Zhao Lanxin couldn't help but flutter for a while, trembling slightly, his five fingers lightly touched Yang Chen's face, and the whole soft and boneless palm was gently clasped on Yang Chen's angular face, and slowly slid along the ridge line of his face with a little trembling, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, face, lips, chin......

After touching his hand, Zhao Lanxin drew an image of a prince for Yang Chen in her heart, nodded and said, "I will help you keep it secret." ”

"I knew Lan Xin was the best." Yang Chen said with a smile.

Zhao Lanxin fumbled to find an empty canned glass bottle, filled it with water, inserted flowers into it, and put it in her room.

Poor people have a way of picking up girls in the poor, and men who think that poor people don't dare to chase women are cowards and a manifestation of self-cowardice.

That is, from today onwards, Yang Chen will pick wild mountain flowers every day and carefully match them into bunches, avoiding Zhao Mantang and his wife from giving flowers to Zhao Huixin.

This is also something that can't be helped, and he is also worried that doing so will make the two couples unhappy, and he will sweep himself out of the house.

And Zhao Huixin seems to be deliberately avoiding, every time she receives a flower, she will pass it to her sister, and her words and deeds deliberately keep a distance.

Zhao Lanxin's room has the fragrance of flowers every day, which adds fragrance to her lonely and ethereal life, making her smile sweet in her sleep, and being in a sea of flowers in her dreams...... The thing she is looking forward to most every day now is that Yang Chen sends flowers to her sister, because every day is actually given to her, and she has gradually become accustomed to it, but she is faintly worried that the flower season will pass.

This situation lasted for ten days in a row, and on the eleventh day, after Yang Chen gave a bouquet of flowers to Zhao Huixin as usual, Zhao Huixin transferred the flowers to his sister as usual.

Zhao Lanxin was also holding the flowers and sniffing them lightly as usual, but Yang Chen took out a bouquet of flowers from his back as if by magic, and sent it to Zhao Huixin again, and said with a smile: "Huixin, give it to you, I have no money, I can only send you a bouquet of wild flowers, it is worthless." ”

Zhao Huixin was stunned for a moment, looking at the honest smiling face, an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart, and finally bit her lip slightly, took the flowers, and turned upstairs.

Yang Chen was suddenly happy, and Zhao Lanxin showed a thoughtful expression......

The next day, this time Zhao Huixin did not give it to her sister after receiving the flowers, but immediately turned around and went upstairs.

Yang Chen was happy again, and gave another bouquet of flowers to Zhao Lanxin casually, and said happily: "I thought that the situation of sending two bouquets of flowers would last for a while, so I was worried that the flowers nearby would not be enough for me to pick for a long time, but fortunately, your sister gave face." ”

Zhao Lanxin on the side sniffed the flowers in her hand and was silent, quiet, indifferent, and inexplicable......

In the following days, Zhao Huixin went back to the upstairs room every time she took the flowers.

However, there is only one bouquet of flowers, and Zhao Lanxin naturally has no chance to smell the bouquet lightly, and there is no fragrance of flowers in her sleep.

Zhao Huixin took the flowers back to the room and put them on the desk to slowly wither, and after five days in a row, she finally put the flowers in the jar.

That night, after the night snack stall was cleaned up, Yang Chen, who had slept for three hours and got up, just came out of the room, but found a figure at the door of the opposite room, and after finding out that it was Zhao Huixin, he couldn't help but say: "You should be busy, why haven't you rested yet?" ”

Zhao Huixin bit her lip and said in a low voice: "I haven't seen you go to work yet, can you take me to see it today?" ”