After planting coffee beans, Su smiled and washed her hands and told her, "remember to water every day, once in the morning and once in the evening, don't have too much water, just soak the soil."

Then Su Xiaoxiao wrote some tips for Fang Xiaoyu to cook Blue Mountain coffee.

It includes the freshness of coffee beans, water and water temperature

A week passed quickly.

Ou Mengru's abdomen is bigger. Her fetal position is very stable and she is in good health.

Diya takes good care of her, will show her some of her favorite fashion magazines, and won't let her touch any news.

Because her uterine wall is too thin, if the fetus is not well fed, the child may also be lost.

Ouyi's body is also recovering well.

He was discharged from the hospital. Although he can't be very heavy, minor things like walking can still be done.

That night, the elders and children of the Ou family sat around the table.

There are no servants around, only the four closest people.

After dinner.

Ou Menghui's face was dignified. He looked at his son sitting opposite and said, "Ou Yi, take a few days off and go to the company with his father. Get you a job as a director and learn enterprise management. You can't enjoy happiness like this. I spoiled you before."

Ouyi was not interested in the shopping mall. He was used to being idle since childhood, so when his father mentioned it, he didn't show much interest.

A solemn face was clear and light.

His enthusiasm was not high, which made ou Menghui black, "Ou Yi! What do you do on weekdays? I don't have a job and I'm not at home every day. Please report to Dad. "

Ou Mengru was holding tea nervously. She worried about her brother. According to his personality, would he say?

"Soak in royal one every day." Sure enough, Ouyi raised her eyes to meet her father's eyes, "call a few women to drink tea with me for fun."

Pop!

Ou Menghui stood up!

He stared at his son, trembling with anger.

"Meng Hui..." Diya hurriedly got up, took his arm and stared at Ou Yi complaining. Why is the child like this?

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Your son has just had an operation. Meng Hui, don't worry about him first." Diya was flustered.

Ou Mengru took a breath. She saw her brother opening his lips lukewarm. "I'm telling the truth. If you ask, I'll answer. Are you comfortable lying to you?"

"You -" Ou Menghui was speechless.

"From tomorrow, the company! Don't rest at home! " Ou Menghui angrily scolded and left Diya.

Diya glanced at her son in a hurry, sighed and hurried to catch up with him to appease him for fear that he would be angry again.

Ou Mengru stared at the beautiful man around her. Her beautiful face had no redundant expression, "brother, are you angry with your father?"

Ou Yi turned his eyes to her eyes and stared at her for a few seconds. His cold face was clear.

His eyes were a little cold.

It was so cold that Ou Mengru took back her eyes. She drank milk. It was milk, but it was like drinking boiled water.

……

The next morning.

Ou Menghui stood in the middle of the living room with his formal dress and briefcase, staring seriously at his son who was clasping his wrists downstairs.

"Dad." Ou Yi is wearing a light blue shirt and black handmade trousers. He looks cool and handsome.

"Let's go?" Ou Menghui decided to cultivate his son well, inherit Euclidean group in the future, and then let him compete with Anxin in the mall.

Upstairs in a bedroom.

Diya stood in front of the French window, holding an old function machine in her hand, the body faded, and her mood was very dignified.

That day in the hospital, the scene of seeing Su Xiaoxiao came to mind again.

She was inexplicably upset.

The girl wore long hair as thick as seaweed, white skin and green and pure facial features. She really looked like Joey.