Chapter 172

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his son likes the beautiful girl in front of him!

When he had this idea in his mind, his heart was inexplicable, as if there was a thin line gently pulling on it.

He looked at Yang Zimei and his son.

A beautiful and delicate, a sunny and healthy qi, age is equal, standing together, golden boy and jade girl, very much in contrast.

He never lamented the years, and suddenly gave birth to the feeling that he was also old.

"Zimei --"

min Gang looked at Yang Zimei's beautiful face, "I also remember you. In addition to that time in the hospital, I once went to the countryside with my grandfather. It seems that I also met you. In the antique street, my grandfather bought your antiques and was cut down to 500000 yuan by you. His anger has not been smooth. "

"Hehe --"

Yang Zimei laughed, "now if he throws out the MAH hoop to buy it, he can earn more than twice as much money?"

"I don't know that." Min Gang said with a smile, "you'd better go to my house and ask my grandfather. Anyway, he treats the twist hoop as a treasure every day. He says that it's an epoch-making symbol and a priceless treasure. He has a long face because of the twist."

"Let's go!" Min Qinghua to Yang Zimei and min gang.

Yang Zimei nodded, and she was also curious about what the Min family was like.

Min's house is also a small independent white house, surrounded by white wanes. The flowers and plants planted in it are mostly elegant orchids, which looks very comfortable.

In the courtyard, a middle-aged woman with a high bun, wearing a navy blue cheongsam, with a gentle face and elegant posture, is watering orchids with flowers, just like a painting.

Yang Zimei recognized that it was min Gang's mother Huang Jingxian.

Ten years ago, when she was in the hospital, she suffered from the invasion of Yin evil spirits. She was as thin as wood and looked crazy and terrible. Now, her physical condition and temperament are completely different. She is dignified and elegant like a lady.

"Mom, there's a guest." Min Gang called.

Huang Jingxian stood up straight, saw Yang Zimei, smiling at her gently, "Hello, welcome, come in and sit down quickly!"

"Hello, Auntie!"

Yang Zimei bent over to greet him.

"The little girl is so delicate and clever. She is Xiao Gang's classmate. What's her name?" Huang Jingxian looked at Yang Zimei happily and asked.

"Auntie, my name is Yang Zimei. Call me Xiaomei." Yang Zimei likes Huang Jingxian very much. Her temperament, like Lin Qingmei, belongs to the kind of gentle and gentle temperament of people who are as light as chrysanthemum.

"All right, little eyebrow!"

Huang Jingxian also likes Yang Zimei very much. She puts down her flower sprinklers and guides her into the inner room.

The decoration and furnishings of the house are completely different from that of Yang Dejie's house. There is no luxury, but only elegant style. It's no wonder that people who come out of this family are so pleasant.

Min gang was sweating all over his body because of playing basketball. So he asked Yang Zimei to sit down first. He went upstairs to take a bath and change his clothes.

Yang Zimei sat down on the mahogany chair and min Qinghua made kungfu tea for her.

His action of making tea is really an elegant art, which is pleasing to the eyes. It has no merchant flavor at all. It is more like song Xuan's literati temperament.

"Tea, please!" Min Qinghua handed the tea to her and said with a light smile.

Yang Zimei picked up the tea, lowered her head and took a sip. The light fragrance of Longjing gradually diffused between the lips and teeth. It was very refreshing and delicious.

Huang Jingxian looked at her, "Xiaomei, did I see you there?"

"Jingxian, ten years ago, she pointed out that the blood jade bracelet was the source of your disorder. We should thank her very much." Min Qinghua looked at his wife gently.

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