Maybe it's because a person has been neglected for a long time at home and suffered from loneliness, so Hua Sheng has some grievances and some gambling.

No smiling face, staring at the river, "how do you come back so late?"

"Ah, out of the door."

"Where have you been?"

"Somewhere else." The river is ambiguous.

"Where else?" But tonight's Huasheng is more real, and the river is also a Zheng.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later."

"I can't. now I want to know what's the most important place you are when you don't answer the phone or send wechat back."

In the end, the little girl is still angry. It's a question for teachers. The river can't help laughing.

However, he is not used to such a slight alienation. Such a happy and sad Huasheng is his best taste of fireworks.

"Well, now, but can I eat now? I'm so hungry. Is there anything at home?"

"No." Hua Sheng is angry.

"Liar, I see you have cakes on the tea table. Is it from baoqingzhai?" The river flows towards that side.

In his hand, he was carrying a big black bag, and he didn't know what was in it.

Without waiting for Hua Sheng to speak, Jiang Liu unpacks the pastry box and takes a few big bites to eat. It looks like he is really hungry.

Otherwise, people who are elegant and gentlemanly in the river will not ignore their image like this.

After eating the pastry and drinking some warm water, it's slow.

The river waved. "Come, asson, come here."

"No."

"Don't be angry. Come first and show you this."

Saying that the river opens the black bag, Hua Sheng slowly gathers to see how he explains everything today.

"Look at this."

The river carefully took off the black bag, which is a plum tree about 1.2 meters high, and has opened dozens of red plum, extremely gorgeous.

When Hua Sheng saw plum blossom, his eyes were full of surprises.

"Heaven, the whole plum tree? Where did you come from? " Hua Sheng looked at the soil under the tree. It must have been a living transplantation.

"Meizhuang, of course." The river is carefully protected along the way, for fear of breaking, or touching flowers.

Hearing that it was Huasheng in meizhuang, he was shocked again. "Did you go to meizhuang?"

"Yes, I told Aunt Li to keep a smaller plum blossom tree for you and plan to keep it at home. Aunt Li asked me to pick it up. I haven't been free. I just went today when I was free. I didn't expect that it would snow so much. I almost blocked the road. Fortunately, when I came back, I saw that there was a rich tree over there that seemed to be weak in vitality. Otherwise, I would move that one to the back garden and let the flowerpot out to put the plum tree for you. What do you think? "

"What happened to your hand?" Hua Sheng didn't listen carefully to what the river said, because her eyes had been on the left side of the river.

There is a bloodstain. It looks like a new wound. The blood is still coagulating on it.

"Ah, nothing."

"Say, how?" Hua Sheng stared.

"When transplanting the plum tree, it was accidentally scratched by the branches of the plum tree. At that time, I didn't pay attention to it. It may be that the temperature outside is too low and it's frozen for a while. So it's scary to look at. It's actually a small wound. You don't need to worry. Ah Sheng, this plum tree is placed in our bedroom and on the edge of your bedside cabinet. Then you can see it every morning. How about that?" Jiangliu is trying to please Huasheng.

Hua Sheng's eyes were a little sore. She rubbed his side face with the river's arm and sobbed, "are you stupid or not?"