. , the fastest update after wearing the book, she became the latest chapter of a big farmer!

I wonder if he ate on time in the provincial capital? Are you working overtime again today? Do you have any time to think about her?

The more he thought about it, the fretting he krumpled the two-line letterhead, took out another piece of letterhead, unfolded it, and wrote the three words 'Liang Jizhou' and stopped writing.

Looking at the three eye-catching words on the paper, she suddenly thought about him.

Wanted to see him.

I want to hug him.

I want to be able to see him as soon as I wake up in the morning.

Looking at 'Liang Jizhou' on the letterhead, this desire to appear in front of him immediately became stronger and stronger.

She was semi-insomniac that night.

Early the next morning, she said to Liang Shangkun and Ye Zimei after breakfast: "Parents, my sister's child is almost over the full moon, and I want to drive to the provincial capital to pick up Brother Jizhou." ”

Ye Zimei put down her job: "The days go by so fast, the three children are almost full moon, when do you plan to pick up Jizhou?" ”

"I'll go later, go early and come back early."

Liang Shangkun looked at Ye Zimei for a long time before he said slowly: "New Year's painting, you go to the provincial capital to pick up Jizhou, and then go to his grandparents' house with Jizhou, and then say it well, and strive to pick up grandpa and them to see the children." ”

He knew that this was a bit embarrassing for the young couple, after all, the mother-in-law had not been waiting to see their family for so many years, Liang Yin had given birth to children, and if she didn't come here to give birth to a child after getting married, I am afraid that this knot will be pressed for the rest of her life.

When he came back from the New Year's painting before, he also said that the relationship with his aunt had eased, and he wanted to take this opportunity to let the two juniors invite him again. Although Zimei didn't say it, he was sad for so many years, and he was uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, parents, this time I went to pick up Brother Jizhou, I also want to invite my aunt and sister back to see the children, Brother Jizhou and I will work this matter."

Ye Zimei secretly tucked the corners of her eyes and patted the hand of the New Year's painting: "Good boy." ”

After that, Ye Zimei and Liang Shangkun helped the New Year's painting prepare some farm items to take to the provincial capital to give to their grandfather's family, and then the New Year's painting drove to the provincial capital.

With the experience of coming back last time, this time the New Year painting did not get lost again, set off at more than ten o'clock in the morning, and arrived in the provincial capital at more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

Back at home in the provincial capital, Liang Jizhou was not at home at this time, but fortunately, Nian Hua brought the key herself, and after she parked the car in the yard, she opened the door and approached the house.

The room is similar to the last time I left the New Year's painting, nothing has changed, and it's very clean, think about the time I was here before, it doesn't seem to have been cleaned much, but the home is always kept clean and tidy, and now I think about Liang Jizhou is really intimate.

After driving for a few hours, the New Year's painting was also a little tired, and he planned to go to bed to rest for a while, and then wait for Liang Jizhou to come back and go out for a big meal together.

But as soon as she lay down on the familiar bed, the New Year's painting suddenly jumped up again, and she seemed to smell something wrong on the bed.

She bent down and sniffed closer.

Seems to be the smell of a perfume.

This is definitely not Liang Jizhou's!

It's not Ye Lanlan's, Ye Lanlan likes osmanthus perfume.

That inferior osmanthus perfume smell.

Although she said several times that there was a kind of smoky head oil smell and asked her to change the perfume smell, Ye Lanlan said that radish greens have their own picks and likes this kind of osmanthus perfume, when she was a child, she envied her mother for a few drops of clothes every day to go to work, and when she grew up, she thought about the addiction of envy when she was a child.

There is an indescribable feeling about this perfume smell on the bed.

I didn't know what words to use to describe the New Year's painting for a long time, and in the end I could only label it as 'high-level'.