Chapter 749

"Well, mom promised you that when you find the right person, mom will give him the work in hand, and then come back to accompany you!"

"Mom..."

Su Xiangwan held min LAN and shouted coquettishly.

Su Xiangwan, who lost her mother's love since childhood, min Lan's love is like a late love for her, which makes her cherish it especially.

"Young grandma, young master's phone!"

The housekeeper took the mobile phone to Su Xiangwan and handed it to her.

"Shaochu!"

"Little night, just now Zixiao called and said he had found Ziyan and Mianmian. Because there was a landslide on the mountain road over there, it may be delayed for a few days. He asked me to report you peace first!"

There was a slightly weary voice from Lu Xiao Chu, who had not seen his eyes in the past few days because of Lu Shaozhe's affairs and the eye liner he had handled in the company.

"They're not hurt!"

"No, it's just that there are some slight scratches on Mianmian's feet. It's OK!"

"Just find it!"

This may be the best news of the past few days. Su Xiangwan's excited tears came out.

"Well, now that the man has been found, don't worry too much. Now that the owl is over there, you can rest assured!"

"Well, thank you!"

Holding the cell phone tightly, Su Xiangwan said in a hoarse voice.

"Fool, your business is also my business. Don't be so polite between us!"

Lu shaochu's low voice sounded on the phone, soft as water.

The Secretary stood at the door and looked at Lu shaochu's gentle face. He didn't know how much he envied the woman.

"President, it's time for the meeting!"

"Right away!"

Glancing at the Secretary standing at the door, Lu shaochu said faintly.

"Well, if you really want to thank me, wait for me to go back in the evening and prove it with practical actions. I'm going to a meeting. See you in the evening!"

After hanging up the phone, Su Xiangwan's face was floating with a lot of red clouds. However, although they had been married for so many years, now they have children. It seems that they are really very few in that regard.

"It's shaochu's phone!"

Sitting on the sofa with Ziling in her arms, min LAN suddenly opened her mouth and looked at her daughter's shy face. She was very happy.

"Well, he said that the owls have found Mianmian them, so I don't have to worry!"

"That's good!"

After sitting for a while, min Lan said that if she had something to deal with, she would go back to her room first. Su xiangnight asked the kitchen to stew a pot of chicken soup and prepare to give it to Lu shaochu at noon.

"Mr. Mo, you may not be able to walk today, because the rain is heavy and there is a serious landslide on the mountain road. Now the rain is still continuing. We don't dare to clean up the stones now. Maybe you will stay here for a few days!"

The village head came back from the outside with an umbrella. When he saw the ink owl sitting in his living room, he came forward and said.

"Village head, is there a small town near your village?"

If they want to stay for a few days, so many of them must first solve the place to eat and live. Although the village head is very enthusiastic, he is not good. He always bothers others.

"The road leading to the town also has to pass through the landslide. You can't go there!"

Daming, who came in from behind, went on to say, seeing the Mo owl's eyebrows locked, he continued, "if you don't dislike our rudimentary house, you'll stay in my house for a few days!"

"There are more than a dozen brothers behind me. Could you please arrange it for me?"

"Don't worry about it. There are several vacant rooms in my house. I'll let my wife clean it up later and let them stay here."

The village head is very enthusiastic, because there is only one exit from their village, so few outsiders come at ordinary times. Moreover, it is just the middle of the year. Basically, the young people in the family have gone out to work, and those at home are basically of their age.

Daming wouldn't stay at home if it weren't for his mother.

"Then trouble you!"

"No trouble, no trouble, just as we are idle!"

The village head waved his hand. His face was full of vicissitudes in the middle of the year, but there was always a faint smile on his face.

"Since I can't go back for the time being, I'll take Ziyan to find my aunt!" just before this opportunity, I went to find my aunt and asked her to brew lotus wine. Maybe I can bring two bottles to my sister!

Thinking, Mianmian took Ziyan's small hand, smiled and said to Daming, "brother Daming, let's go back!"

"Good!"

Then Daming held Ziyan in his arms and held an umbrella in his hands. The picture was warm in the eyes of others, but it was particularly dazzling in the eyes of Mozi owl.

"I'd better hold Ziyan!"

Mo Zixiao strides in front of Daming, holds Zi Yan in his arms and goes to the rain.

Mian Mian didn't think so much and followed up with an umbrella.

It's not very hot in May. There are farmland on both sides of the road. The breeze is blowing gently, with small raindrops floating in the air. The lotus leaves in a few acres of fields not far away are swaying. Pink lotus flowers stand out from the lotus leaves. The summer breeze blows gently, like fairies who don't eat fireworks.

The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus in the sun is very red. Out of the mud without dyeing, clean the lotus without demon!

At the moment, Mianmian seems to really realize why those poets before evaluated the beauty of lotus so much.

Because only with your own eyes can you really feel the meaning of those poems.

"Brother Daming, did the people in your village grow those lotus flowers themselves?"

Mianmian suddenly stopped and asked, pointing to the lotus flowers on the side of the road.

Ink owl couldn't help looking in the direction she pointed because she stopped, and a beautiful picture came into view.

"Well, these lotus flowers eat lotus seeds. The one over there eats lotus roots!"

"Is there any difference in this?"

Daming smiled and said, "of course, eating lotus seeds basically has no lotus root, and those who eat lotus roots basically have no lotus seeds to eat!"

"I always thought lotus eats lotus root and lotus seed together?"

Listening to Daming's introduction, Mianmian said with embarrassment.

"You so-called gourmet, I didn't expect you didn't even understand this?"

Mo Zixiao looked at her contemptuously, but he couldn't help praising her when he thought of her chicken soup.

"What's the matter with gourmets? Can't gourmets have something they don't understand? Don't you always tell you that knowledge is like the ocean, even if you can't finish it all your life?"

He stared at him, put the umbrella in his hand, and then said to Daming, "brother Daming, aunt said you can make wine with lotus. Is that the lotus here?"