The corners of Huo Jinzhi's eyes twitched, this Ye Haichao should be a sour talent, normal people would not do such a spicy thing, send flowers, what kind of shit postcard, fucking is not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, how can she eat this.

"Brother Huo, what is written?" Tang Xiaonan is even more curious, why don't you keep quiet, it won't be a hot love talk, right?

"Nothing."

Huo Jinzhi put down the postcard, didn't want to say a word, Sudan Qing took it and recited aloud, "Water and stone, splashing and knocking, water purifying the stone, stone caressing the water." ”

"Poof"

Chang Dahong, who was eating rice, almost sprayed on Su Mu, Su Mu glared at her with disgust, Chang Dahong turned around and laughed wildly, Su Lihong couldn't help but rub his goosebumps, it was too spicy.

Su Wanrou lowered her head to the table, counting the rice one grain at a time, and the feelings in her heart were very complicated.

This mysterious Ye Haichao really aroused her curiosity, and also reminded her of her sweet youth, when she would often extract some lingering love poems in her notebook, and also pick up red maple leaves and sycamore leaves, as well as the chic wildflowers and wild grasses on the mountain sandwiched in books to make specimens, handmade postcards to give away.

Even if she was a little unhappy when she was young, it was sweet, but in recent years, she hasn't felt sweet for a long time, she only feels that life is bitter everywhere, and this bouquet of roses and postcards has brought her a trace of sweetness that she has not seen for a long time.

But Su Wanrou still didn't want to accept it, she was not young anymore, she had experienced a failed marriage, she didn't have the courage to try a second time, and she had to take into account her son's feelings, remarriage would hurt the child, she couldn't be too selfish.

Father Su's face was ugly, too rampant, he would never agree with this Ye Haichao, he was not a good person at all.

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

Su Wanrou shook her head, "I've never heard of it." ”

"That shouldn't be, this Ye Haichao must have seen you, eldest sister, and he is very familiar with it, otherwise how can he send flowers to our house." Chang Dahong analysis.

Su Mu's heart moved? Although the daughter-in-law is usually unreliable? But this time it's right? Ye Haichao must be an acquaintance.

"Think about it, have any men treated you differently lately?" Su Mu asked.

Su Wanrou's ears were red, and she shook her head vigorously, "No, I don't talk to men?" Could it be sent to the wrong person? ”

"How so? 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 his eldest sister at first sight, and inquired about the address of our house again. Chang Dahong slapped his thigh violently? I was more excited than receiving the flowers myself.

Mother Su nodded slightly, this is a bit reliable, with her daughter's appearance, the possibility of falling in love at first sight is very high? Count this Ye Haichao with vision.

"Eat without words? Say what to say when eating! Father Su scolded angrily.

Chang Dahong shrunk his neck? didn't dare to say anything, Su Mu put a chopstick pickle into his bowl, "You 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 small handful of hair in front of her forehead, Su's father's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and her self-esteem was seriously frustrated, and the old woman was going to rebel.

There were guests in the house, and he did not know the same as a woman, and when the guests were gone, he would teach the old woman a lesson.

Chang Dahong hurriedly ate and went to work, and gossiped before leaving: "I don't know if I will send flowers tomorrow." ”