Chapter 1908: Couple's Night Talk 2
Coming out of Ye's house, under the street lights, Feng Qingxue and a group of children each carried a pot of flowers and plants.
There are indeed many good flowers and trees in the Ye family compound. There are many planted in the yard, and there are also many potted plants in the house. The wintersweets are fragrant, the daffodils are fresh and elegant, and the gentleman pines are verdant and tall, and very vigorous.
As for Lu Jiang, he was carrying a large suitcase in one hand, which was full of clothes, shoes, paper, pens and stationery that the old couple bought for their children.
The old couple has a lot of money every month, but their expenses are small. Shouldn't they spend it on their children and grandchildren? Ye Yan has lived in the Lu family for so many years and received a good education. Naturally, they bought things for their grandson, including some for Lu's children. They also bought one for Xi Bao. When they learned that Xi Bao stayed in their hometown, they were very disappointed and specifically asked Lu Jiang to send Xi Bao's copy to him.
The two families are like one family and have long stopped being polite in this regard.
Just like now, even though he knew his grandparents were nearby, Ye Yan still wanted to live in the Lu family, saying that he would have someone to keep him company.
Feng Qingxue looked at the double-petaled daffodil in her hand happily, "I remember buying a Ru kiln daffodil pot in Shanghai. I will find it when it arrives and use it to plant this pot of daffodils and place it on the dressing table."
The pot in my hand is too ugly and doesn't match the flowers.
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"I'll choose after I see the real thing. Now I don't know which one is better." Fubao loves beauty, so he also wants to choose a beautiful flower pot.
"Lesbians are lesbians, they are delicate and love flowers and plants!" Lu Erxiong held a pot of wintersweet in his gloved hands and walked hopping without fear of falling. "Dad, you don't care about your wife, my mom, and my conceited sister. Life is hard enough. Don't work so hard. I won't water the flowers and plants!"
Lu Jiang's hands were not empty. He raised his foot and kicked him in the butt. "You bastard, you can't say anything about your mother. You have no manners!"
Feng Qingxue laughed and thought that she should go out with Lu Jiang early to bring the things back.
Fubao looked envious, "Mom, I like daffodils too. Do you have any nice flower pots?"
Feng Qingxue thought for a moment, "I think we have two or three at home, one in the shape of a crabapple flower, also from Ru kiln, a celadon, a jade strip basin, and a lotus-shaped basin with white agate wrapped around it, you can pick one later."
In fact, these are all collections from the past and have never been taken out.
In winter, people were wearing thick clothes. Lu Jiang also considered the winter plums that his wife liked, so he stepped lightly. Lu Erxiong didn't feel any pain and ran forward, shouting as he ran: "Don't let me live or not? You are not allowed to tell the truth!"
An old man walking in front of him in an old military coat accompanied by a guard saw Lu Erxiong jumping towards him. Without waiting to see Lu Jiang and his men who were lagging far behind, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Hey, who is this strong boy? I've never seen him before. His voice is so loud that he can even shout slogans in the army."
Lu Erxiong stopped abruptly, and almost fell forward. He quickly ran two steps diagonally holding the flower pot, and said with a look of relief: "It didn't fall, it didn't fall. If my mother's flowers fell, my father would definitely not forgive me!"
The old man was amused by him, "It's okay, if it's broken, I'll intercede for you and ask your dad to let you go."
"Hello, Grandpa!" Regardless of whether he knew him or not, Lu Erxiong was very sweet. "You are so kind. I need a good grandpa like you to take care of my dad, so that he won't find fault with me every day."
(End of this chapter)