When the old butler reappears in the clubhouse.

He was shocked to find that the courtyard was full of corpses!

The pond was full of blood.

Oh no, something happened!

Looking at this situation, it is obvious that there is a fierce battle!

The old butler's pupils shrank and quickened his pace.

He was extremely worried about Liu Zixin's safety!

After walking into the hall.

The old housekeeper found Qin Mu sitting on the main seat in the hall, leisurely sipping tea.

And Liu Zixin stood behind Qin Mu, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, like an obedient maid.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

At this time, Liu Zixin saw him and ordered:

"Housekeeper, clean up the courtyard, prepare another car, and I will personally send Mr. Qin to the Jianghai Flower Club. ”

No matter how much shock and incomprehension the old butler had in his heart, he could only forcibly hold back at this moment.

A whispered "yes".

If he looked at it carefully, he could find that Liu Zixin was still trembling slightly when he spoke.

There was awe and fear in his eyes!

...

The Ganghae Flower Festival is an annual tradition in Ganghae City.

Later, the government gradually paid attention to it and gradually made it a grand occasion in Jianghai City!

Not only most of the citizens of Jianghai City will come, but even many people from the neighboring provinces and cities will come here.

The location of the flower festival is on the outskirts of Jianghai City.

There is a flower garden of about hundreds of acres, which is crowded and lively at the moment.

Countless people also took photos here.

When Yang Anrong walked to the flower garden with the little guy in her arms.

The little guy's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of amazement.

"Wow, sister, so beautiful!"

What appeared in front of them was a sea of flowers.

Gently blown by the wind, the whole sea of flowers turned out to be as if the waves were gently blowing.

Don't say the little one.

It's Yang Anrong, who is a little intoxicated.

At this time, Yang Anrong said to the little guy:

"Let's go, Sisi, my sister will take you to buy a little flower of your own. ”

The little guy's eyes lit up suddenly:

"Really?"

Yang Anrong replied with a smile:

"Of course it's true, let's go, sister, I'll take you there. ”

It turns out that the Jianghai Flower Club also has a tradition every year, which will sell some specially cultivated flower varieties at the door.

Wait until the little guy and Yang Anrong arrive at the door.

Then I saw rows of shelves in the doorway, and they were full of small flowers.

"Sisi, which one do you like?"

Yang Anrong asked with a smile.

The little guy had already found a target, pointed to one of the pots of flowers, and said:

"I want that!"

It was a pot of small yellow flowers, only three petals, swaying gently in the wind.

"Hey, hey, that little flower has three petals, and it happens to be a family of three of us. ”

The little one had a wistful smile on his face.

She wants to give this pot of flowers to Baba and put it at home in the future!

Yang Anrong shook her head with a smile, and was about to take down this pot of flowers.

At this time, there was a hand that was one step faster than her, and took the pot of flowers away first!

Yang Anrong suddenly turned her head and stared at the person with a smug smile on her face.

After clarifying who it was, Yang Anrong's face quickly became gloomy.

"Liu Zijun, what do you want to do?"

The man in front of him is called Liu Zijun, and he is Liu Zixin's youngest brother.

The Yang family and the Liu family have always been mortal enemies, and he saw Yang Anrong early in the morning.

waited next to him for a long time, just deliberately trying to find trouble with Yang Anrong.

Liu Zijun looked at the pot of flowers in his hand playfully, and said with a smile:

"Miss Yang, whoever gets it first will naturally be who's own. ”

Yang Anrong said in a cold tone:

"Give me the flowers, or you won't be able to afford the consequences. ”

"Oh, scare me, I'm so scared, can't I give it to you?"

As he spoke, Liu Zijun stretched out his hand and gestured to hand the flower to Yang Anrong.

But just when Yang Anrong reached out to pick it up.

"Crackle!"

The flower pot fell to the ground and shattered!

The little guy suddenly exclaimed in surprise!

Then she saw a leather shoe step on the flower, crushing it from side to side.

Liu Zijun sneered while stepping on it hard:

"Here you are, why?!, I want to see, why can't you make me unbearable?"

There was a ferocity in his tone!

"You!"

Yang Anrong trembled with anger, where would she have thought that this guy would be so arrogant!

"Come, don't you want it? ”

Liu Zijun let go of his feet with a smile.

But that pot of flowers has long been trampled on by him!

At this time, the little one timidly walked over, squatted down and picked up the little yellow flower.

But the whole flower was trampled to pieces.

Only a few broken petals remain on it.

I don't know where the rest of the pieces went.

It looks very pitiful.

Seeing this, Yang Anrong could only sigh and persuade:

"Sisi, forget it, my sister will buy you another one!"

But the little one shook as if he hadn't heard it, and instead squatted down.

She stretched out her little white hand and pulled desperately in the soil.

No matter how Yang Anrong persuaded her, she was indifferent.

"Ahh

The little one suddenly screamed, then jerked back his hand.

It turned out to be a sharp shard of a flower pot in the dirt that cut her delicate little hand.

Yang Anrong suddenly squatted down with an anxious face, held the little guy's hand, and asked:

"Sisi, is there anything wrong?"

Yang Anrong found that her little white face was full of stains.

The nails were already stuffed with dirt.

There was still a trace of blood flowing from his fingertips.

Fortunately, the wound was not big, just a small one.

"It doesn't matter..."

At this time, a trace of stubbornness flashed in the little guy's eyes, and he broke free of his hand.

I continued to pick it up where I was.

After picking for a while, she finally found the remaining petals in the soil.

She cautiously tried to put the petals together.

While fighting, he whispered:

"This piece is hemp, this piece is poop... And this piece is Sisi. ”

"To be together all the time... Can't be separated. ”

However, no matter how hard she tried.

This flower is obviously unable to live.

"Liu Zijun!"

Yang Anrong turned her head suddenly, her beautiful eyes were full of anger!

"What's the matter, Miss Yang, what's the matter?"

Liu Zijun sneered on the side, his smile full of mockery.

As if to say, you hit me?

Others are afraid of Yang Anrong, but he Liu Zijun is not afraid!

Yang Anrong gritted her silver teeth with hatred, but there was nothing she could do!

...

The little guy squatted on the ground alone, staring at the pot of residual flowers, in a daze.

The little figure looked so lonely and pitiful.

Looking at this remnant flower, the little guy couldn't help but reach out and wipe a handful of tears.

Some aggrieved whispered:

"Baba where are you......"

The voice was so small, as thin as a mosquito that only she could hear.

And at this moment, a hand reached out in front of the little one, and then a gentle voice sounded.

"Daddy's here. ”