Chapter 587: His Mother's Matchmaking 4

"This one is pretty good, do you like it?" He nodded over his mother, turned his head and asked Rose.

Rose did not respond to her mother's last question, but said, "If you like it, it's fine." ”

"Crafted from supple two-tone leather inspired by the House's iconic trench coat, this tote bag 'The Belt' pentale features a rolled leather top handle, an adjustable and detachable strap, two internal slip pockets, 100% calfskin leather on the outside, trims, bands and lining, hand-painted lacquered edges, glossy hardware, and an embossed logo in Burberry letters on the front, perfect for your daily commute." The store manager then introduced another new bag to his mother and rose.

"This one feels a bit old-fashioned, not for you, girls should choose something beautiful." His mother shook her head, the color and shape of this model are not suitable for roses.

“… Aunt... I'm showing you the bag. Rose said helplessly and coquettishly, and shook her mother's arm by the way.

When her mother heard Rose's slightly coquettish behavior, she suddenly felt a little satisfied: "Okay, look at me, look at me." ”

"Let's go see silk scarves, I like silk scarves." His mother then pulled the rose out of the bag area.

Rose secretly remembered her love for silk scarves over her mother.

"Our classics are here." The store manager followed.

"This is our montage-printed silk scarf, made from silky cotton twill, 100% mulberry silk, decorated with monkey motifs and inlaid animal prints inspired by classical illustrations, hand-painted by a London design studio."

"This is also a montage print silk scarf from the same series, printed with a patchwork check, a spotted monkey print and a meditation print, and the material is also 100% mulberry silk."

"This montage-printed silk scarf features hand-painted botanical clusters in a classical style, with the brand's exclusive logo and archival design from 1992."

"This silk montage is printed with the House's archival prints as well as a new take on the iconic stripe and reimagined logo."

"This montage-print silk scarf is panelled with a variety of prints, including the mallard duck from the brand's archives, exclusive logos, florals and logo motifs."

"This montage print scarf is simple, chiffon, and decorated with digital prints inspired by 18th-century world maps."

"The final montage of silk scarves is a patchwork of motifs and prints, including prints inspired by the House's 1991 [Society] archive scarf, an archive of Mahler motifs and abstract unicorns."

The store manager introduced all the in-store montage print silk scarf styles in one go.

"Auntie, how about it, if you like them all, you can buy them all." Rose thinks these styles are very good, and each one is classic and fashionable regardless of the material, blending into nature.

"Yes, wrap it up, and my son will settle the bill." Qiyu's mother patted Rose's hand and turned her head to call Qiyu.

"Okay." He overanswered and went directly to the counter to settle the bill.

"Auntie, I'll buy it, I'll give the money!" Rose was in a hurry, didn't she say she bought it?

"Whoever buys it is the same, whoever buys it is the same, let's go to the next one." His mother comforted Rose and pulled Rose to prepare for the next house.

Rose sighed helplessly, she still thought of a way to secretly buy a gift for her mother for a while.

After the checkout, he followed behind the two women in front of him with his belongings, and moved on to the next target.

Tong'an Hospital:

The weather after the rainstorm is always good, the sky is blue, there are occasional white clouds, is it still possible to see a few birds spreading their wings and flying by, the lawn is surrounded by trees, the air is fresh, Fu Qingyuan took Mo Zishu's little hand and walked slowly on the lawn behind the hospital.

At this time, there are many family members holding or pushing patients to take a walk on the lawn to breathe fresh air, and some elderly people form a small team to exercise Tai Chi.

"Would you like to rest for a while?" Fu Qingyuan asked the girl next to him with concern, even though his girl was tall, but beside him she was as petite as a child.

"Okay, go sit over there." Mo Zishu's slender fingers pointed to a wooden chair that was empty.

The white, well-trimmed nails look shiny and white in the sunlight, with a hint of pink.

Fu Qingyuan took Mo Zishu's posture and changed to a waist, and the difference in height was just held with one hand.

Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu, the two beautiful people, would attract a lot of eyes wherever they went, and they looked at them with some envy in their eyes.

The idle wooden chair happened to be under the shady trees, and the gaps between the lush leaves were filled with the spilled sunlight of the stars, like the elves of the forest jumping on the wooden chairs.

As soon as Mo Zishu and Fu Qingyuan sat down, Mo Zishu leaned on Fu Qingyuan's shoulder socket with the momentum.

Fu Qingyuan's heart trembled, and his deep eyes were no longer as dark as the sea, but as warm and gentle as the morning sun.

He raised his hand and gently combed the scattered broken hair on Mo Zishu's forehead, and the long strands of hair were gently pinned behind his ears by his slender fingers.

The frivolous friction between the fingertips and the skin, the slightest itch evoked Mo Zishu's different feelings, like densely rising vines entangled her whole body.

"Young man, are you just married?" An uncle in a wheelchair next to him suddenly inserted into the warm atmosphere of the two.

Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu both looked at the uncle at the same time and said, "Not yet." ”

"What nonsense, that little girl looks young." The old lady sitting next to the uncle was the uncle's wife, and she blamed the uncle, and looked back at Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu apologetically.

"Didn't I see that the two of them were very affectionate and happy." The uncle in the wheelchair said in a somewhat aggrieved tone.

"We're not married, but we got engaged a while ago." Mo Zishu suddenly spoke.

Fu Qingyuan was stunned, he didn't expect his girl to actually talk about the engagement.

"Engaged, engaged, it turns out that my wife and I were also engaged to get married." When the uncle heard that the two were engaged, the interest in his eyes instantly couldn't stop.

"Uncle, how many years have you been married to Grandma?" Mo Zishu suddenly asked this question.

The uncle fell into deep thought: "Well, I want to think about it." ”

"At that time, we got married quite early and were not yet out of the legal age for marriage, and my wife and son were together when we were less than 20 years old, and now we have been together for more than 50 years." Then the uncle said it.

Mo Zishu was stunned, the marriage age of the uncle and the grandmother was much more than the combined age of her and Fu Qingyuan.

"Uncle, then you and Grandma must be very happy now." Fu Qingyuan noticed that Grandma looked at the uncle's eyes with a soft light, presumably because the love between the two had not been polished and disappeared by life for so many years.

"Happiness is long gone, and now we are all satisfied." When the uncle said this, he turned his head to look at his wife, and found that his wife was also looking at him, and the smile on his face immediately deepened.

Fu Qingyuan understands that the happiness in the past that the uncle said does not mean that happiness has disappeared, but that happiness has become an indispensable part of their lives, so they are very satisfied with their current life.

"We can't understand the young guys and girls who are in love now, the times are progressing and changing, and people's thoughts are slowly enriched, but the most important thing is to grasp the present and live in the present." The uncle then sighed again.

"But you two seem to be the best and best couple I've seen in a long time." Uncle's topic changed quickly.

"Thank you, uncle." Fu Qingyuan had to admit that his heart was full of joy when he heard these words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Take a good grasp of this girl, I think this girl is relatively cold, and it is not easy for this kind of girl to like someone." Then the uncle looked at the girl who was quietly listening to their conversation, and his state seemed to be transformed into a fortune teller who looked at his face.

Hearing the uncle's words, Fu Qingyuan subconsciously clenched Mo Zishu's hand: "I will." ”

Three words are enough to witness the absoluteness in the tone.

"Alright, we should go back too, you guys play slowly." Uncle looked at the time, his time for a walk was over, and it was time to go back.

After Fu Qingyuan and Mo Zishu got up to say goodbye to the uncle and grandma, they watched the grandma push the uncle and leave slowly.

Fu Qingyuan accompanied Mo Zishu to feel the breath of nature and enjoy the warm sunshine, everything was so natural and beautiful.

Business Center City:

"Auntie, let's rest first and then go shopping." Rose glanced at Qi Yu, who had turned into a follower behind her, except for her hands, face, and neck, shopping bags, all of which were their trophies, and she couldn't believe that a woman could be so crazy when she was crazy.

"It's okay, it's going to be noon soon, let's go upstairs to the restaurant and find a place to eat." It was rare for her mother to agree not to continue shopping, and she had protested many times before but she did not agree.

At this moment, she had a little time to look at him, but only at a glance without any sympathy.

Rose wanted to help him share some of the burden, but his mother said: "He will face such a life sooner or later." It succeeded in blocking all the reasons for the rest of the rose.

But he didn't complain, at least he just helped carry things, and he could rest in the store, so he didn't have to walk around and look at all kinds of goods like his mother and roses.