The next morning.
After Tian Jun got up from staying at his uncle's house, he immediately thought about Rose.
What could Tian Xiangyang do? He was not an uncle to anyone. In order for his nephew to marry the beauty, he could only bite the bullet and go to the next door.
Then, about ten minutes later, Cheng came back holding a bunch of bright red roses.
Wei Nanqiao also came with him.
Tian Jun was sweeping the yard. Seeing this, he strode over and greeted his future aunt first, then looked at his uncle: "So soon?"
Tian Xiangyang didn't want to pay attention to him, thinking that his nephew was just a debt collector.
Wei Nanqiao smiled and explained, "My dad went out for morning exercise, and my mom helped cut these. Aren't you going to show... ahem... give them away as a gift? Let's cut some matching flowers to make it look better."
Tian Jundong knew that when they were on an island, after his second aunt received flowers from his second uncle, she always liked to tinker with them.
In her words, that flower arrangement is a work of art.
Tian Jun is a rough man, he doesn't know much about art, but since girls like this, he is willing to learn. After all, he needs to have the right person.
This bun doesn't have any so-called flower wrapping paper, but that doesn't matter.
The three of them worked together, first carefully removing the thorns from the rose branches, then finding a small piece of linen, wet it, and tied up the arranged flower stems.
Finally, wrap a circle of thin hemp rope around the outside of the linen.
The finished product is not exquisite, but it has a unique flavor.
At least a few people were satisfied.
"Okay, let's go." After cleaning up, Tian Xiangyang put away the scissors and chased the man away.
Wei Nanqiao clapped his hands speechlessly and said, "I haven't had breakfast yet. My mom helped me make a small...ahem...small portion for Xiaojuan."
The girl, who is only 19 years old and just entered college, said that it is really hot to have sex with a man who is 5 years older than her.
Tian Jun shook his head. He was a little worried that the flowers would wither if they were kept there for too long. "Aunt, I won't eat anymore. I have to go first. I'll come to thank you another day for the flowers."
After saying this, the tall and burly man carefully held the flowers and walked out quickly.
Wei Nanqiao’s cheeks flushed. What the hell is that, aunt? It’s so... embarrassing.
After Tian Xiangyang sent his nephew away, he turned around and looked at his little girlfriend, only to find that her little face was rosy.
He was a little puzzled and put his arms around her waist. He leaned over and pecked the girl's pink lips, and asked gently, "What's wrong?"
Wei Nanqiao relaxed and leaned in his arms, a little embarrassed, "Xiaojun called me aunt just now."
Tian Xiangyang raised his eyebrows: "I am his uncle, isn't it normal for me to call you aunt? We will get married when you are 20 years old."
Wei Nanqiao raised her hand and pinched him: "You weren't like this before." Where is the elegant young man? When they first got together, this guy would blush and get angry when holding hands.
Tian Xiangyang understood what his girlfriend meant, but he didn't know how to respond for a moment. After all, ever since they started dating, his mind has been filled with the girl in his arms, and some of his behaviors and thoughts are really insane.
He could like to be close to her, or he could want to marry her as soon as possible, so why would he care about the breeze and the bright moon? Could those rules and regulations help him get the beauty home?
Thinking of this, he chuckled and simply didn't answer. He just tightened his grip on her and then bent down to kiss her red lips...
"...Which bastard stole my flower?!!" Just as the young couple was immersed in a sweet kiss, a sudden loud shout from next door woke them up.
Before Tian Xiangyang let him go, he took a small bite and said with a smile, "Uncle is angry, let's run first. I'll take you out to eat?"
Of course, it's not that he was avoiding anything, but he knew that his father-in-law wouldn't be really angry, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to do anything.
All I can say is that the way this father-in-law and son-in-law get along is different from that of ordinary people, and they both enjoy tricking each other.
Sure enough, seeing his opponent's intention, Wei Nanqiao was speechless and punched him, but he was still willing to cooperate: "If you want to leave, hurry up."
So, when Wei Chengxun came over in a rage, the young lovers had already held hands and cleverly slipped away.
Well, not only did I have breakfast, I also went to a meeting...
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Tian Jun here had no idea that his uncle not only cheated his future father-in-law, but also escaped in an unscrupulous way.
He drove back to his own home first, put down the luggage he had brought from his second aunt's place, changed into a new military uniform, and then drove off again.
Shang Ruirui didn't expect Tian Jun to come so early. When she opened the door and saw who was the person holding the bright red rose and standing straight, she was a little confused.
Min Xiuwen, who followed him with concern, was instantly delighted: "Oh, it's Xiaojun, come in quickly, so early? Have you eaten?"
As she spoke, she pushed the dazed girl.
Tian Jun pushed the flowers towards the little girl, and waited for her to hold the flowers in her arms before he handed the boxes of gifts in his other hand to his future mother-in-law and said honestly, "I haven't eaten them yet."
"It's good that you're here. What do you want to bring? We have everything at home." Even so, Min Xiuwen was still happy from the bottom of her heart. These were all reasonable young men who cared about their daughter's performance: "Come in quickly. I'm just making breakfast. Let's eat at home."
Tian Jun nodded: "I'll help you do it."
This is really a flattering statement. You have to know that most men never enter the kitchen. No matter what job they do outside, they just sit there with their feet up at home.
Mr. Shang is an example. He loves his wife and daughter and never shirks his housework.
Now that her future son-in-law also has a keen eye, Min Xiuwen is naturally very happy.
Of course, being happy is one thing, but she wouldn't really ask someone to cook for her the first time they officially visit her. If she did, what kind of person would she be?
So she refused firmly: "No, it will be ready soon. Ruirui will take you into the house and find a vase to put the flowers in first."
Hearing this, Tian Jun looked at the little girl.
Shang Ruirui tightened the bouquet in her hand and said, "Then will you help me get well water to grow flowers?"
Tian Jun: "Okay."
When leading people into the yard, Shang Ruirui still felt like she was walking on clouds and felt that everything was unreal.
After all, I just said yesterday that I liked flowers, and this morning the man came to my house with a bouquet of flowers.
She thought that between the two of them, she was the one who wanted to establish her relationship more and was more proactive...
Thinking of this, Shang Ruirui came out of the room holding two long white ceramic bottles. She couldn't help but secretly glance at the man who was pressing water again.
"What's wrong?" Tian Jun reached out and took one of the porcelain bottles and filled it with water.
Shang Ruirui squatted aside, cut the hemp rope, carefully trimmed the length, and inserted the delicate and beautiful flowers into the vase, smiling and saying, "If there is an accident, you will bring me flowers."
"Didn't you say you like flowers?"
"Yes, I like it, thank you." He really likes it. At least from this incident, the man really has a good impression of himself.
So...should she take this opportunity to ask about the situation at the other end?
It’s just...it’s only been one day, isn’t it a bit too unreserved and too eager to ask again?
Thinking of this, Shang Ruirui looked at the person again.
Tian Jun didn't know what the little girl was thinking, but he could see that she was uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to mention the origin of the bouquet of flowers.
Sure enough, Shang Ruirui was a little envious and a little amused, "Won't your uncle be scolded?"
Tian Jun curled his lips and said, "No, that's the way they get along as father-in-law and son-in-law. But it's only this time. I will plant flowers in the yard myself later. Which one do you like?"
Hearing this, Shang Ruirui stopped pruning the branches and looked at the man in disbelief, thinking she was hallucinating.
But when she met the man's serious gaze, she was sure that what she had just said was not an illusion.
"You gave me seeds? Why?" In what capacity?
Tian Jun coughed lightly. Although he felt uncomfortable, he did not look away: "Yesterday, Aunt Qingqing told outsiders that we were in a relationship. I did not refute it at that time..."
Shang Ruirui pursed her lips: "I know you are trying to help me block those people with bad intentions, don't take it seriously." Didn't dare to take it seriously.
"But I took it seriously."
"What...what?" Shang Ruirui stared in disbelief.
Tian Jun seldom smiled, at most he would just curl his lips in a light smile, but this time, seeing the little girl's eyes wide open, he couldn't help but chuckle: "I'm serious. I said yesterday that I'm very kind to you, but you're a girl, so I hope you can observe me more and make sure I'm the one you want to be with again."
Shang Ruirui curled her fingers, completely forgetting that she was holding a pair of scissors, and stared at the person closely: "So...what now?"
Tian Jun reached out and took the scissors from the girl's hand, then wrapped her fair and slender hand in his palm.
Shang Ruirui lowered her long eyelashes, her eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands, and her eyelashes trembled.
She is not short, about 1.7 meters tall, so her hands are bigger than those of the average girl. But when placed together with the man's big bronze hands, they are still a lot smaller. It can be said that the man's hands can perfectly wrap around her, making her feel particularly safe.
Feeling the delicate softness in his palm, Tian Jun rubbed it twice before speaking in a low voice: "I didn't think it through. I will come here often in the future. The identity of a friend will make others talk about you, so it's better to set a name... I want to get along with you, but I don't want the process to be too hasty. There must be a ceremony, otherwise it will be disrespectful to you..."
At this point, he looked at the girl whose eyes were beginning to turn red, and gently touched the corner of her eye with his empty hand. He even stroked the teardrop mole before saying helplessly, "Why do you cry so much?"
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