I Flash Married a Global Billionaire

A financial crisis swept through, forcing Yan Mo to return home for a blind date. What? Over thirty and still unmarried? Is he a complete straight man? A fake marriage to fool grandpa? Is that some...

Chapter 17 Brother Heizi?

Thinking about her Yanmo, although she is not a top student, at least she has studied abroad.

Today, I was repeatedly looked down upon by the kindergarten kids.

Yan Mo pretended to be angry and pinched his chubby little face.

"Haha..." The people around were amused by the little fat boy's words.

After the joke, the high sun set in the west.

The children were called back home by their parents.

Sheng Yuan was also picked up by his mother.

The villagers who came to watch the fun greeted them and dispersed.

On the way back to the old house, the two chatted.

In fact, it was Yan Mo who was talking all the time, and Si Ze was forced to answer.

Due to his personality, Si Ze would never take the initiative to find topics to chat with others.

"Did you grow up here?"

"Um"

Yes.

Although I didn't grow up here, I'm still so familiar with it and have such deep feelings for it. I'm the first one to help them when something happens in the village.

No wonder Si Ze is so down-to-earth and doesn't have the temperament of a rich young master.

“It’s so beautiful here.”

"Um."

Yan Mo really didn't have anything to talk about.

The two fell into silent silence.

Fortunately, the journey was not far and we soon arrived at the old house.

"Young Master, Young Madam is back." Guan Dacheng was repairing trees at the door. He stopped what he was doing, looked up and greeted them.

Si Ze nodded and walked back to the yard without paying any attention to Yan Mo.

Yan Mo did not follow her into the house. She stopped at the door, stretched out her hand and slowly caught the petals falling in the air, then looked up at the lush tree above her head.

"Uncle Guan, what kind of tree is this?" Yan Mo held the petals to his nose and sniffed. A fresh fragrance filled his nasal cavity: "It smells so good."

Guan Dacheng smiled and said, "This is an osmanthus tree. If you like the taste, you can ask Aunt Wu to make you some osmanthus cake and take it to the city. It tastes authentic. The ones you buy at big malls are not as good as Aunt Wu's. You can only eat it now."

"Is it okay?" Yan Mo suddenly became energetic.