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Chapter 2473 Zhu Dong(1/2)

"We can't accept it."

"This house is our only property."

"After selling the house, Adong will quit his job again..."

"Where do we live?"

"What shall we eat?"

"Has he ever thought about it?"

The old lady's hoarse voice was a bit sharp, "He hasn't even thought about where he will live or what he will eat, right?"

"He's so blinded by lard!"



"Grandma Luo, don't get excited."

The store manager patted the old lady's back gently to help her calm down.

Xiao Xiao poured a glass of water and handed it to the old lady.

"Grandma Luo, drink some water."



"Thanks."

The old lady took the water glass tremblingly.

Xiao Xiao's hands were protectively underneath.



After taking a sip of water, the old lady calmed down a little.

Only then did she notice... "Hey, the dishes are all here?"

"Really."

"I didn't even notice."

The old lady looked annoyed.

"You guys hurry up and eat."

The old lady urged, "The food won't taste good when it's cold."

"Eat quickly, eat quickly."



Xiao Xiao and the store manager picked up the chopsticks.



Seeing the two young men taking the first bite of the dish, the old lady looked satisfied.

"...Hey~"

The old lady sighed softly.

Seeing the two young men looking over, she hurriedly said, "You eat what you have."

"I said mine."

"It doesn't hinder it, does it?"



"The old lady will just complain and complain to you."

The old lady's fingers rubbed the side of the cup.

Naturally, she didn't have the idea that these two young people could help.

Needless to say, I am a friend of the florist.

They don’t even know A Dong.

Flower shop manager...

I don’t have much contact with A Dong.

The couple had previously hoped that Adong would interact more with the florist manager.

The florist is a good boy.

Good looking and good tempered.

Both of them like the florist very much.

However, Adong's feelings towards the flower shop manager are different from theirs.

It seems that I don't particularly get along with the florist manager.

The son even jokingly told them that if he always grew up with the florist, no girls would fall in love with him...

These conversations seem like they happened just yesterday.



It's been a while since the couple had a calm conversation with their son.

Because recently, the only thing my son came to talk to them about was that one thing.



“Adong would bring friends here before.”

The old lady remembered everything her son did, "His friend later got a girlfriend and never came here again."

"Why doesn't Adong learn from that friend of his?"

The old lady muttered, "Find a girlfriend and go out to eat together, go shopping, etc..."

"Don't always think about something that you have and don't have..."



"Hey, the flower shop manager."

The old lady suddenly thought of something, "Do you know Adong's friend?"



"Mr. Shan?"

The store manager nodded, "I guess we know each other."

The first time he met Mr. Shan was when he came to the restaurant to eat.

Mr. Shan and Xiao Zhu sat together to eat.

Later, in his flower shop, he met Mr. Shan who came to buy flowers.

He was still a little surprised and surprised.

Feeling the wonder of fate.



Mr. Shan came to the flower shop many times, and he became familiar with Mr. Shan.

It's familiar, which means they can chat casually when Mr. Shan comes to the flower shop to buy flowers.

But outside of the flower shop, they didn't have any contact.

He and Mr. Dan can be regarded as the flower shop owner and customer who get along well.



"oh oh."

The old lady nodded.

"It would be great if that kid could persuade Adong."

"They are all young people. It is easier for him to understand Adong and easier to persuade him."

"Like us two old guys, every time no matter what we say, Adong always says we don't understand..."

"We have nothing to say."

They didn't understand what A Dong said.

But they really care about their children.

They don't want their children to make any mistakes in their smooth life.

They don't want to see their children suffer.

Why doesn't the child understand?
To be continued...
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