"By the way, what were you two listening to just now?" Lamei also bent her ears to listen, but there was silence inside. If Leng Zhiqiu was playing the piano, there was no need to "eavesdrop" like this, there must be something going on...
"I'll tell you later, let's go." Haitang said.
The three of them quickly opened the door and went in.
The entrance of the three people broke the embarrassment left by Leng Zhiqiu.
She helped Haitang and others unload and load the goods and put them where they should be.
Mr. Zhang was also taking stock of how many things had been delivered, and he recorded everything in his account gradually, meticulously.
Haitang discovered that there was a special thing hanging on the wishing tree in the yard. It was two red pieces of paper folded into a heart shape, heart to heart. This must have been hung by someone with ulterior motives...
Looking at this thing casually, Begonia couldn't help but pick it off and take a look at it. The heart-shaped fold is really beautiful and lifelike.
When I opened it, it actually said, "I hope my eldest baby, Mrs. Haitang, and my little baby, Miss Tian Tian, are safe and happy for the rest of their lives..."
Although there was no signature, Haitang recognized the note and it turned out to be from Datong...
Datong, I never expected that he would have such delicate thoughts.
"Who is whispering to whom?" Leng Zhiqiu walked over and asked curiously.
Originally she was not curious about these things, but she thought it was Mr. Zhang's fault. She really wanted to know who the girl Mr. Zhang liked, and her intuition told her that the girl he liked must be someone she knew...
But Mr. Zhang didn’t say anything, Leng Zhiqiu really didn’t expect...
She was very curious as to why Mr. Zhang fell in love with that girl and wanted to know where she lost.
"Yes..." Haitang was embarrassed to say Datong and deliberately looked in Mr. Zhang's direction to see what he was doing at this time.
But he didn't expect to mislead Leng Zhiqiu.
Leng Zhiqiu also looked at Mr. Zhang.
"Don't look at me. It's definitely not mine. Mine hasn't been hung up yet. When you all hang it up, I'll hide it inside so you can't find it. Haitang, Boss Bai, do you think this trick is clever or not?"
..." Mr. Zhang asked with a smile.
Haitang stopped looking at him and hung the two heart-to-hearts on the tree again, feeling warm in her heart.
Datong, it turns out that you are still thinking about me and Tiantian...
"Looking at your eyes, I've already guessed it..." Leng Zhiqiu smiled. Seeing Haitang smiling so sweetly and peacefully, he must be her husband-in-law, otherwise who would make her feel this way...
"Zhiqiu, you are a smart woman, you have always been so." Haitang said.
"Haitang, what you said this time is wrong. I look at other people's affairs to the point where I can see through them, but when it comes to my own affairs, I don't even have the ability to see through them..." Leng Zhiqiu said it casually.
, but little did he know that Haitang already understood the ins and outs.
"This is what the so-called authorities are obsessed with, but bystanders should be clear. They don't know the true face of Mount Lu just because they are in this mountain." Haitang said.
"If you don't know the true face of Mount Lu, you just live in this mountain..." This sentence is well said.
Leng Zhiqiu repeated.
Haitang felt ashamed again. He had become a "literary thief", and he was still worthy of the name...
"Don't think too much, isn't it good to let nature take its course? No one knows what will happen tomorrow, let alone what kind of hopes or tests God will bring to us..." Haitang comforted Leng Zhiqiu.
"Well, you're right." Leng Zhiqiu finally felt relieved a little bit.
Just after I finished my work, a strange face came to the dyeing workshop.