Under the sun, Shang Yizheng and Yang Zicong smiled and looked at each other, one with eyes full of pampering and admiration, the other with eyes full of innocence and gratitude. The warm aura was flowing between the two of them, and the amazement exuded by the two of them was enough to suppress the fullness.
garden colors
"Brother, what are you doing?" Shang Zhiyu's voice sounded, making Shang Yizheng come back to his senses.
"Nothing, is there something wrong?" Shang Yizheng turned around, with a calm expression on his face but a spring in his heart. He kept yelling at this girl, why are you shouting so loudly? If someone discovers me,
See if I don’t crush you into a ball
Shang Zhiyu looked at his brother who had a calm face and felt a little cold for no reason. He rubbed his arms and said, "Brother, do you know where we put our Epiphyllums?"
"Ephemeral Epiphyllum, that's not it." Shang Yizheng pointed to the more hidden Epiphyllum on one side.
"Yes, Sister Xiaoru, that's the epiphyllum. Let's go and see my brother. Take Xiao Cong and follow. Don't get lost, otherwise I won't care about you." Shang Zhiyu said as if the consequences would be serious.
Shang Yizheng kept shouting in his heart: "It would be better if we lose it, so we can be alone." Although he thought so in his heart, it was actually impossible to do this. Shang Yizheng turned to Yang Zicong with a smile and said: "Let's go, let's go too."
Look at the night-blooming cereus"
"Yes." Yang Zicong nodded obediently and followed.
Several people were squatting in front of several pots of epiphyllum, which were three to forty centimeters tall and had young thorns on them. They didn’t look very pretty.
"This is an epiphyllum." Yang Xinru was a little disappointed.
"Small as sister, the epiphyllum does not look very good now, but it is beautiful when it blooms, just like, like, oh, just like Xiao Cong." Shang Zhiyu wanted to give an analogy, but couldn't find it.
Looking for something to compare with, I saw Yang Zicong on the side and compared him with him.
"Xiao Cong is much prettier than Epiphyllum" Shang Yizheng looked at the little man and said seriously
The little man didn't expect that the merchant brother and sister would say that to him, and his face turned red.
"When will the epiphyllum bloom?" Yang Xinru asked curiously.
"I don't know, it might take a few days." Shang Zhiyu doesn't know either.
"It's such a pity that we won't be able to see the New Year anymore." Yang Xinru was very disappointed.
"Why don't you stay with sister Xiaoru for a few days, then you can watch Epiphyllum?" Shang Zhiyu suggested
This suggestion made Shang Yizheng's heart skip a beat. This girl's suggestion is good, so maybe the little man will stay.
"No, it's not like you don't know our family's rules and you can't stay out overnight," Yang Zhiyu said helplessly.
"Ah, that's it." Shang Zhiyu puffed up his cheeks and was very impatient.
"Hehe" suddenly Shang Zhiyu laughed for some reason.
Several people looked at her doubtfully
Shang Zhiyu smiled mysteriously and said: "There is a way to show my sister the night-blooming cereus."
When Shang Yizheng heard Yang Xinru say that he couldn't stay, his heart dropped. Now seeing Shang Zhiyu's yin and yang look, his heart started to rise again. He didn't know what bad things this girl was thinking about.
"What can I do?" Yang Xinru looked curious.
"Marry my brother. After you marry my brother, this will be your home. You can watch it anytime, anywhere! It hurts, brother!" As soon as Shang Zhiyu said these words, Shang Yizheng was frightened.
This matter is not a joke. If those elders listen to it, I will be finished. Although the possibility of this matter is very high, I have also thought that my elders will say this to me one day, but I am not allowed. I don’t want to be there yet.
If you have a falling out with your family so early, you really won’t be able to see the little person anymore.
So Shang Yizheng knocked Shang Zhiyu's head mercilessly, causing Shang Zhiyu to jump in pain.
Yang Xinru stood up to check if her head was injured, but the little man on the side seemed to be frightened, looking at her with wide eyes.
Shang Yizhengcai realized that he had overreacted and said quickly: "You girl, do you want to use a few jars of night-blooming cereus to exchange for the happiness of your little sister Xiaoru? You are so stupid that you can only think of such a way Xiaoru
If you like it, then I will give you a few plants so that you can see them at any time."
Yang Xinru turned back and looked at Shang Yizheng. The look in her eyes made Shang Yizheng a little panicked. She seemed to know something.
"Well, that's good, I'll accept it." Yang Xinru turned around and answered with a smile. Her attitude was calm and unhurried, which made Shang Yizheng understand in his heart that this seemingly gentle young lady from the Yang family was not that simple.
A storm passed dangerously. Although Shang Zhiyu was still mumbling, he didn't say anything. She was not stupid, she was relatively smart. Maybe it should be said that the people in the business were not that simple, but no one noticed it.
Shang Yizheng looked at the little man. He had recovered and was smiling softly at him.
This cute little man always seems to love to laugh so much that people have nowhere to start.
"Miss, your phone number." A servant came over with Shang Zhiyu's mobile phone and said with a twinkling look in his eyes. He was a little worried but Shang Zhiyu didn't notice.
"I know, give it to me." Shang Zhiyu stopped mumbling and took the phone to answer the question.
"Hello, who's there?"
"Your mother" came a very serious voice from the other side of the phone.
"Scared!" Shang Zhiyu suddenly put the phone away, patted his chest, shook the phone, and mouthed "Parents" to everyone
When everyone saw that they were very experienced, they shut up.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Shang Zhiyu took back the phone and said with a smile.
"Where is it?" the parent on the other end of the phone asked in a very bad tone.
"Ha, where can I go? At school, of course." Cold sweat breaks out
"Humph, you lied to me, my mother. You are very courageous." He snorted coldly. "Really, my most beloved mother, I promise I didn't lie to you." I broke out in a cold sweat.
"Xiao Ran has already reported to me that your girl didn't go to school today!" she yelled.
"You have installed eyeliner again, ha, ha," he laughed dryly, cursing in his heart: "Another scoundrel is here!!" He glanced at Shang Yizheng, and was very angry. Shang Yizheng understood her meaning and shrugged.
I feel helpless
"Tell me, where did you go?" the parent's tone became even worse.
"Mom, I'm at home." Cold sweat dripped down, it seemed like there was no hope of help.
"Still lying!" Angry!
"Really, I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you can ask me."
"Then why didn't you go to school? Tell me honestly." The word "honest" comes out, which means it's serious.
"Because Grandpa Yang came home today, and sister Xiaoru and Xiao Cong also came, so I stayed at home." The reason is sufficient, but the person who said it is not confident enough.
"That's right." The parent's tone fell back, and suddenly it was raised even higher than before. "Then what about what you said before about Mr. Yang's arrival at home?"
It’s exposed, it’s over. Everyone in the business family knows that Mr. Yang only brings his grandson to the main house once a year.
"Mom, please don't be angry. Listen to my explanation. The last time I mentioned that Grandpa Yang came here was an excuse. I had important things to do, but that bitch tricked me into going to your place. I'm worried that you won't let me.
I'm going, that's what I have to say." Shang Zhiyu wiped his forehead and explained with a look of hatred for those scoundrels whose parents arrange to monitor their whereabouts at school at all times.
"Explain to me what you did that time?" The parent was still angry.
"Mother..." Shang Zhiyu was about to cry but had no tears, so he went to one side to explain from head to toe.
Shang Yizheng and the Yang siblings had smiles on their faces
Shang Yizheng turned his head to look at the little man, only to see that the little man was reaching out to touch the epiphyllum.
Before they even touched, Shang Yizheng held his hand. The little man was startled and looked up at Shang Yizheng.
"Be careful, it will hurt if you get stung by that thorn." Shang Yizheng held the little man's hand, it was soft and warm, and he couldn't bear to let go.
"Your hair is messy, let me fix it for you." Shang Yizheng's opinion blew up the little man's hair and covered half of his face, so he raised his hand to straighten it for him and gently walked around the little man's face with his fingers.
In the person's clean black hair, I feel its gentle entanglement
There was a "click" sound of the camera taking pictures, freezing the scene.
The gentle big man looks at the gentle little person tenderly