Chapter 354

Parents must have stories.

Xu Jin is very sure.

Although the appearance is similar to that of other people's family, a normal family of four is diligent in running a florist shop. They usually watch movies on the sofa. They don't know when they will fight on the balcony. My father occasionally deliberately annoys my mother

But they didn't say it.

Jiang He also squatted on the ground to work on small potted plants. Raising flowers is fun, followed by business. Only in the side of Xu Qing, she and her daughter's position should be changed, Xu Jin squatting on the ground to play potted plants, Jiang He lying on the sofa to see better.

"Are you going to have a parents' meeting?"

"Soon."

"Shall your mother go or shall I?" He asked.

"You go. My mother fell asleep when she heard the teacher talk last time." Xu Jin is full of resentment. If you let Shi'an choose, you will like Jiang He

"It's not my fault. I thought it was, it was..."

Jiang he scratched his ear and gave up disputing unhappily. She didn't want to go.

What's good is listening to the teacher chanting scriptures there.

If the son is not obedient, the daughter is not obedient, and the husband is not obedient, there are so many twists and turns.

Put the sorted Jiang Miao next to the TV, Jiang he claps his hands, and then step back two steps to examine whether the hem is right or not. He is too lazy to talk to his father and daughter. Then I took out my mobile phone, took a picture and sent it to Gong Ping. I asked her Amway about which flowers have sold well online recently. Gong Ping, a partner, shared the online business.

The night deepened.

"She doesn't feel bad, she just wants to be free

She doesn't even care how I feel

Xu Shi'an's singing comes from the bathroom. Three people look at each other strangely. Xu Jin is ashamed of having such a stupid brother, so he takes a book and goes back to his room.

"Isn't he stimulated?" Jiang He put down his cell phone and pushed to Xu Qing.

"Calm down. The age of secondary two is just when you can't understand it."

Xu Qing drank water to moisten his throat. "It's normal for boys to like singing."

Jiang He remembered by his mention, "I remember you used to sing in the old house."

"No, you don't want to be innocent out of thin air." Xu Qing looks the same..

When Xu Shian changes his pajamas and brushes his hair, Xu Qing suddenly finds that the boy has grown up a lot, and the Adam's apple has come out.

Unconsciously, there is no milk to speak.

"If you don't fight, it's too late..." Xu Qing sighed.

Xu Shian was stunned for a moment. He should not be talking about himself

It should be about Xu Jin.

Yes, it must be. He didn't dye his hair green or pull out the flowers.

After thinking about it, Xu Shian continued to hum a song and blow his hair with a hair dryer.

"Dad, my sister wants to go to the movies with me at the weekend."

"Your sister?" Xu Qing stares at him.

"I... sister... No, Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao."

Xu Shian almost fooled Xu Qing as a head teacher.

The golden supreme cinema membership card is put on the table by Xu Qing, which is a special gift from the cinema.

He bumps up to get it, and is held down by Xu Qing. The father and son look at each other for a moment.

"Next time in the top 15 of the class, I promise."

See Xu Qing or staring at him did not move, Xu Shian hard scalp way: "Xiaoxiao is the same, I promise."

Economic power is in the hands of others, and we have to pay a price.

Xu Qing released contentedly, "does Xiaojin go together?"

"If she doesn't go, she will come and ask for it..."

……

Sunday.

After finishing his hair at home for a long time, Jiang He has gone to the florist to open the door. Xu Qing and Xu Jin sit on the sofa and look at him without saying a word.

Little boy loves smelly beauty so much that he has to find a way to make him shave his head... Xu Qing thinks that it seems that high school military training will have such a requirement.

"Dad, who did my brother learn from When Xu Shi'an went out, Xu Jin asked.

"Self taught."

Xu Qing casually said, "where do you want to play?"

"I don't want to go anywhere."

"You can't stay at home all the time. Go out more. Just relax when you need to."

The sister and brother come out in one stomach and grow up in the same environment. They have two completely different personalities. Xu Qing estimates that Xu Shi'an will be the kind of person who doesn't go home at night and who is always in waves. Xu Jin squats at home every day

"I'm not like Shian. No boys go out with me." Xu Jin is going back to his room.

"No, or don't you want to?"

"Dad, what do you think?"

Xu Jin doesn't care. He just doesn't want to go out. It's meaningless outside.

Xu Qing pondered for a while, patted her legs, stood up and said: "I can, I have money and leisure, and I'm handsome. I can take care of people. Let's go. I'll take you."

"Dad..."

"Change your clothes and dad will take you to play."

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It's sunny on the weekend.

There are pedestrians on the street. Jiangcheng, which has been developing all the time, is showing signs of catching up with Los Angeles. The florist business has not fallen down, and the weekend popularity is OK.

Send a big bunch of stars to the visitors. Jiang He stretches to see the smile on their faces, and his mood gets better.

I like the appearance of their love. Every bunch of flowers is a blessing.

Negative emotions can be transmitted, and positive emotions are also infectious... In this small shop, she has long forgotten that her hands used to hold swords.

Back to the counter to drink with a thermos cup, someone came in at the door. Jiang He was about to get up when he saw Xu Wenbin.

"Dad."

"Your mother bought some clothes for them, but I didn't send them to anyone. It's estimated that they are here. Why are you the only one?" Xu Wenbin put two bags aside, left and right to see, did not see Xu Qing their shadow.

"They went out for a walk." Jiang He shakes his mobile phone and has just received a wechat photo from Xu Qingfa.

The middle-aged Xu Qingsi is not greasy at all, so she usually doesn't bother to dress up. She puts casual clothes on her body and looks like an uncle next door. After dressing up a little, she looks like 30 years old.

Father and daughter dress very seriously, black sunglasses, like a mold carved out - of course, as she looks, only on temperament.

"How can they buy clothes again? They still have a lot of clothes. They can't finish them. They all wear school uniforms at school."

"Your mother just can't stay idle... I've said it several times. I'll talk about her next time." Xu Wenbin patted the bag and thought it was too much.

Jiang He and Xu Qing don't like Zhou Suzhi's buying too many clothes. Second, the taste is out of fashion. Old women always want to buy the right clothes when they see them on the street. They don't choose the stalls that sell clothes. Most of the time, the quality of the clothes is uneven. Once, the color of the pants they bought fell off, and their knees were black, which surprised both of them and Xu Jin.

The old man's heart is hard to refuse... They can only wear it when they are on holiday.

Xu Wenbin sent his clothes to the hospital, but he didn't see his grandchildren or plan to stay more.

"How's business today?"

He said casually, turning to look at the florist. In his opinion, Jiang He's more reliable than Xu Qing's florist.

"Fortunately, there are a lot of people at the weekend, and there will be more people in the afternoon."

"If you ask him to help you more, you'll run around." Xu Wenbin reprimanded Xu Qing for not understanding Jiang He but running out to play.

"Well, I always come here."

Jiang He said with a smile, from the bottom of his heart, it's better for Xu Qing to take the children to play. The three people come here to make trouble. On the other hand, we have enough time to linger together in the evening. Occasionally, we have a rest together in the flower shop during the day. Usually, she enjoys the fun of raising flowers and doing flower art here, while Xu Qing enjoys the fun of being alone. When we finish work in the evening, it's their tacit private space, never to mention.

In the morning, the florist is not very busy. There are few pedestrians outside. Xu Wenbin walks to the door of the florist and turns his steps again. Looking at Jiang He's increasingly mature face, he seems to be separated from ancient times and modern times.

"Here... Are you ok?" He asked in a strange way.

"Ah?" Jiang He was stunned. He held the cup in his hand and said with a smile, "it's OK."

"Than at that time?"

Xu Wenbin stands at the door, behind him is the sunshine outside the street, reflecting his old but still tall figure, which falls in Jiang He's eyes, and gradually overlaps with the vague memory - if the big master shaves off his beard and puts on a green shirt, he will probably look like this.

Jiang He narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a long time. His eyes fell on the clear boiled water in the cup.

"The difference between heaven and earth."

Kaiyuan, the rich and prosperous era in history books, is just as good as those recorded in history books.

Xu Wenbin nodded, no words, turned to go out.