When Ye Zhiqiu hung up the phone, he saw that Ling Mufeng's face was a little sad.
I understand that he is doing the company's business, so it's hard to persuade him.
At noon, the two went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and cook together.
The aunt from the vegetable market still remembers these two young couples.[
Seeing that Ling Mufeng hadn't come for a long time, I couldn't help asking.
"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Well, it's on a business trip." Ling Mufeng also laughed.
"It's not easy for young people now."
The aunt sighed and put the well-deserved dishes into their shopping bags.
After dinner, Ling Mufeng pulled Ye Zhiqiu for a walk outside.
It was already very warm in mid-March in the southern country.
Under the warm sunshine, it makes people feel drunk and sleepy.
Not wanting to go to the bustling downtown, the two chose to take the bus to take a walk in the suburbs.
Knowing that Ling Mufeng had never taken the bus, Ye Zhiqiu took him to the stop sign nearest to his home to wait for the bus.
The pedestrians coming and going, the fleeting traffic.
No one noticed that a guy waiting for the car next to him and his face was full of excitement, would be the richest man in the city with a net worth of 10 billion yuan.
After a while the car arrived, Ye Zhiqiu knew that Ling Mufeng had no experience, so he put the coins first.
There were so many people in the car that Ling Mufeng circled her tightly with one hand and held the handrail with the other.
The shaking carriage was a little sluggish.
It feels so good to lean against each other when people come and go.
Ling Mufeng never crossed the bus in his life, and this experience really made him very strange.
After getting off the car, I walked not far ahead and was outside the country.
In March, the southern country, spring returns to the earth and has begun to sow seeds.[
In the fields, green tender grass grows, and bright flowers grow on the roadside.