Chapter 842

Because Hua Sheng didn't expect that gingko would have such a big feeling after Chuntao left.

Especially for her, willing to give up their own happiness, this is really touching, especially Ginkgo biloba is still kind of straightforward.

I don't know how to be polite and nice, so Huasheng has a deeper understanding.

She stopped her work and pulled up gingko's hand. "You girl, what are you talking about?"

"Miss, I'm not being polite to you. I really think so. No man will die. If I hadn't been brought out of the orphanage by the old lady, what kind of bear would I be now? I can't forget Ben. How could I abandon the young lady for giving me food and drink, buying me clothes and giving me so much money to make my life so comfortable? "

"You didn't abandon me, you are still by my side."

"That's why I want to say that I'll stay with the young lady all my life and not marry."

"That's not good. I can't delay you. Even if it's not Gao he or someone else, you have to get married. If someone else has something, I want you to have it."

"Miss..."

"Well, don't say that. Help."

Even though ginkgo wants to show her determination, Huasheng refuses to give her the chance to talk.

She didn't feel sad because Chuntao left home, because she predicted the end of Chuntao.

Ginkgo thought she was lonely, but she was not. Hua Sheng wanted to find a good home for them for a long time, so she never married anything in her life, and there was no such thing.

She will not be so selfish, will not let ginkgo for their own life.

Jiang Liu slept until two o'clock in the afternoon. When he got up, he was really refreshed.

After eating the carefully prepared lunch of Huasheng, it's even more a burst of happiness.

"Mrs. Jiang, do you want to go to sleep later?"

"No, I'll take you to pick some fruit."

"Fruit picking?" River flow is a Zheng again.

"Well, I made a garden of my own, and I estimated that the cherries and small apples in the first season were almost ripe."

"My God You have a small vault behind my back. " The river is deliberately joking.

Hua Sheng also laughs, and then rubs his head against the chin of the river, which is another kind of coquetry.

In fact, Huasheng had the idea of picking garden for a long time. He always felt that there were too many pesticides in the market, such as fruits, pears, peaches and vegetables, and it was not healthy to eat them.

I liked to go to the picking garden before, but I just met my father and Zhang Qian.

There is no following, but in private, Hua Sheng has been asking for help to make such a garden.

No matter Yu Ping, Hua Zhi, Hua Lin or Feng Xi, they are all paying attention to her.

Years ago, she was a nanny aunt of the Hua family. She had a relative who wanted to sell a piece of land with a vegetable garden.

Hua Sheng went to see it and thought it was good, so he bought it for 1.2 million yuan, with a total of 20 years of property rights.

That location is not very far, just in the south of Jiangcheng, a place called Sakura Valley, across the Sakura Valley, there is a village called Yangjiao village.

The whole village looks like a goat's horn. The land is on the nameless hillside behind Yangjiao village.

Later, Hua Sheng asked someone to take care of it. He built a log fence yard with six wing rooms. It's a very simple one. There's no wireless network or TV set.

Then the back hillside of the yard is a vegetable garden full of melons, fruits, pears and peaches, and even a group of Jiaqin, native chickens and big white geese who lay eggs.

When Jiangliu and Huasheng gingko drive there, Jiangliu is shocked.

"Mrs. Jiang, is this our home after retirement?" The river looks at the hillside of Calla Lily, which is very amazing.

Just like Huasheng's first visit to meizhuang, it's an unexpected surprise.