Huo Jinzhi's eyes twitched, this Ye Haichao should be a sour scholar, normal people wouldn't do such a hot-eyed thing, just send flowers when they send flowers, what kind of **** postcards are they doing, he's not seventeen or eighteen How can a young girl eat this set.

"Brother Huo, what did you write?" Tang Xiaonan was even more curious, why didn't you say anything, wouldn't it be a hot love story?

"nothing."

Huo Jinzhi put down the postcard and didn't want to say a word. Sultan Qing took it and recited aloud, "Water and stone, pounding and pounding, water purifies stone, stone strokes water."

"puff"

Chang Dahong, who was eating soaked rice, almost sprayed on Su's mother, Su's mother glared at her in disgust, Chang Dahong turned around and laughed wildly, Su Lihong couldn't help rubbing goosebumps, it was too hot for his ears.

Su Wanrou lowered her head to the table and counted the rice grains one by one, feeling very complicated in her heart.

This mysterious Ye Haichao really aroused her curiosity, and also reminded her of the sweet and youthful youth, when she would often excerpt some lingering love poems in the notebook, and also pick up red maple leaves and phoenix trees Leaves, as well as the unique wild flowers and weeds on the mountain are made into specimens in books, and handmade postcards are given as gifts.

When she was young, even if it was a little unpleasant, it was still sweet, but in recent years, she has not felt sweet for a long time, she only felt that life was full of bitterness, but this bouquet of roses and postcards brought her a trace of long-lost sweet.

But Su Wanrou was still reluctant to accept it. She was not young anymore. After a failed marriage, she didn't have the courage to try again. Moreover, she had to take into account her son's feelings. Remarriage would hurt her child. She couldn't be too selfish. .

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

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

Su Wanrou shook her head? "Never heard of it."

"Isn't it supposed to? This Ye Haichao must have seen you, eldest sister, and is very familiar with you? Otherwise, how can I send flowers to our house." Chang Dahong analyzed.

Mother Su's heart moved. Although her daughter-in-law is usually unreliable, she was right this time? Ye Haichao must be an acquaintance.

"Think about it, have any men treated you differently recently?" Mother Su asked.

Su Wanrou's ears turned red shook her head vigorously, "No? I didn't even talk to the man? Could it be the wrong person?"

"Why, Lingling didn't give it to you by name. I know what happened. It must be that Ye Haichao fell in love with the eldest sister at first sight and found out the address of our house." Chang Dahong slapped her thigh sharply. ? More excited than receiving flowers.

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

"Don't say anything when you eat!" Father Su scolded angrily.

Chang Dahong shrank her neck? Dare not to say a word? Mother Su put a chopstick and pickled vegetables into his bowl? "Go to Danqing's room to eat by yourself."

Recently, she didn't like anything about the old man, and she wanted to pull off the little hair in front of her forehead. Father Su's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and her self-esteem was severely frustrated. The old woman was about to rebel.

There were guests at home, and he did not know the woman in the same way. When the guests left, he would teach the old woman a lesson.

Chang Dahong hurriedly ate dinner and went to work. Before leaving, he said gossip: "I don't know if I will send flowers tomorrow."