Chapter 809: Change Momshuhaige.net



"Just take my mother Liang around. She has never lived in the countryside and doesn't know what the situation is like there. What if she can't adapt there?"

"...You're worrying too much. I think she's adjusting quite well," Zhou Zheng said. "She and your mother are playing the bad cop and the bad cop, and they're completely bewildered by the stall owner."

"..." Zhou Mo thought to himself, is this the rhythm of "changing" Han Chen's mother?

Han Chen wanted to know that his mother, a lady from a noble family, was now arguing with someone in front of the cattle slaughter stall...

I don’t know what to think…

Zhou Zheng added, "We'll be staying here for two or three days before we go back. You and Han Chen can spend the next few days together. By the way, your mother said you shouldn't forget to help water the flowers on her balcony. There are thirty-nine flowers in that pot of small pink flowers. She counted them before she left. You're not allowed to pick any for her. She'll count them when we get back. If you drop one, you'll be held responsible."

“…”

Although Zhou Mo was very dissatisfied in his heart, was she that boring?

But I have to say that Liu Xiangru is worthy of being her mother. Not only does she know everything about her, but she has also been on guard against her since her senior year of high school.

Growing flowers at home is not an easy task. Liu Xiangru does not grow flowers as a hobby, but for Zhou Mo.

In the past, the old man in the neighborhood said that if you have a daughter, you must grow flowers. If you grow flowers well, your daughter will live a good life.

Liu Xiangru believed it, but... her daughter grew up, but she only managed to keep a few pots of flowers alive.

Liu Xiangru didn't believe it, and when she couldn't keep the petals healthy, she kept buying new ones, going through this process for more than ten years.

After much difficulty, Zhou Mo managed to grow a rose for the first time and it even bloomed when he was in his third year of high school.

As a result, Zhou Mo secretly picked one of the flowers and counted its petals.

That’s right, it was the flower Zhou Mo counted when she was struggling over whether to break up with Han Chen.

After Liu Xiangru returned home, she saw that one of her flowers was missing. She was so angry that she turned around and asked where Zhou Zheng and Zhou Mohua had gone.

At that time, when Zhou Mo saw Liu Xiangru burning with anger, there were only three words in his mind: Damn it.

She got into trouble.

Zhou Zheng has already said it wasn't him.

There was nothing Zhou Mo could do but admit it.

Liu Xiangru was so angry that she asked her what she did with her flowers.

Zhou Mo was speechless for a moment, thinking that she couldn't just say that she picked the petals for fun... She thought for a moment and said that she took them to take a bath.

They even call it a beautiful name. Isn’t that what they do in TV dramas? Take a bath and sprinkle some flower petals.

Liu Xiangru was so angry that she felt dizzy, but Zhou Mo was her own daughter, so she had to tolerate her no matter how naughty she was.

She cursed it as a "harmful TV series" and the matter ended there.

Since then, Liu Xiangru has taken great care of her flowers and is always on guard against Zhou Mo, the "flower thief".

This time it's even worse.

When he went out, he even counted how many flowers were blooming in the flowerpots.

Liu Xiangru is like this: once bitten by a snake, one becomes afraid of ropes for ten years.

"You and my mom should take good care of my mother Liang over there," Zhou Mo said. "I'll tell Han Chen when he comes back."

"Don't worry," Zhou Zheng said, "I see your mother Liang is having a great time here. It's her first time at the market, and she's having a blast. She's never seen anything before, and she's curious about everything."

Zhou Mo had already begun to imagine the scene described by Zhou Zheng in his mind. He wondered if this could be considered the reverse of "Grandma Liu Visits the Grand View Garden".

"What are you and Han Chen having for dinner tonight?" Zhou Zheng instructed. "There are some frozen dumplings in the fridge. If you and Han Chen don't want to cook, just make some dumplings. Don't eat takeout. Eating too much food outside is not good. It's not hygienic and not nutritious."

"Yeah, I haven't decided what to eat yet," Zhou Mo said, "Didn't Han Chen get promoted successfully? I want to celebrate with him later."

"Celebrate, but don't eat junk food."

"..." Zhou Mo was helpless: "I know."

Her father Zhou Zheng is now a complete copy of Liu Xiangru, and says exactly the same things as Liu Xiangru.

"You guys go shopping quickly. I won't disturb you anymore. Just keep warm." Zhou Mo said.

"You too, wear more clothes when you go out, don't just try to look pretty."

"……Know."

"Okay, no more chatting, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Finish the call.

Zhou Mo sprayed some water on the flowers, especially the one with small pink flowers. Zhou Mo didn't know what the flower was called, but it looked very beautiful.

The flower bud is not big, the pistil is rose red, and the petals close to the pistil are white. The pink becomes darker as they extend outward.

Zhou Mo thought it was cute and reached out to touch it.

She swore that she just touched it lightly and didn't even feel the touch of the petals. The whole flower fell down and landed on the black soil in the flowerpot.

“…”

Zhou Mo's mind went blank for a moment.

She swore she didn't do anything, the flower really fell down by itself...

It's over again...

The phone beeped twice. It was a WeChat message from Han Chen.

Zhou Mo didn't read what Han Chen said, he just took a photo and sent it to Han Chen.

She asked: "What should I do? Another one of my mom's flowers has fallen..."

In his senior year of high school, when Zhou Mo was picking flowers and Liu Xiangru asked him about them, it happened to be summer and the weather was too hot. In order to let the wind in, the door of the house was open.

Therefore, Han Chen and Liang Xinyun on the opposite side also knew about this.

Zhou Mo can still remember Han Chen leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pockets, watching her being scolded by her parents with a look of anticipation.

I have to say, Han Chen was really a bitch at that time.

Zhou Mo wanted to beat him up at that time.

Is he a dead man? After all, they are boyfriend and girlfriend, but he didn't even say a good word for her. He just stood there and watched her get scolded.

No wonder I counted “breakup” when I counted the petals at the end.

This flower is truly prescient.

Now it seems...

The days at that time were so relaxing and comfortable. She and Han Chen were together, and they quarreled mostly, but it was not like now, when there are so many worries about the ways of the world after growing up.

Han Chen saw the photos and messages sent by Zhou Mo, and comforted her, saying: It's okay, if mom asks, just say that I accidentally dropped it when I was hanging clothes.

Zhou Mo looked at his message and curled the corners of his lips sweetly.

Han Chen is different now.

Zhou Mo looked back at the message. When Han Chen first contacted her, he sent her a message asking her to dress nicely tonight. He said he was going out for dinner and offered to treat her to a good meal.

Zhou Mo thought about it and replied: "Where to eat?"

Han Chen: Fighting for the Central Plains.

Zhou Mo: Just the two of us?

Han Chen: Yeah.

Zhou Mo: Why should we be so formal just between the two of us?

Han Chen: I'll go back and pick you up, hurry up and get dressed.

Zhou Mo: Do ​​you want to give me a surprise too?

Han Chen: ...

Zhou Mo: Did I guess right?

Han Chen: Can you please stop asking? If you keep asking, everything will be exposed... You know I can't hide anything from you... If you ask me, I will definitely tell you.

Zhou Mo smiled: Okay, then I won’t ask anymore.

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