Huo Jinzhi's eyes twitched. Ye Haichao should be a sour scholar. Normal people would not do such eye-catching things. They would give flowers as much as they send them. What kind of shit postcards are they? They are not a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, so how could they eat this?

"Brother Huo, what did you write?" Tang Xiaonan was even more curious. Why didn't she say anything? It wasn't it a hot love word, right?

"nothing."

Huo Jinzhi put down the postcard and didn't want to say a word. Su Danqing took it over and recited loudly, "Water and stone splashed and thundered. Water purified the stone, and stone caressed the water."

"puff"

Chang Dahong, who was eating rice, almost sprayed on Su's mother. Su's mother stared at her disgust. Chang Dahong turned around and laughed wildly. Su Lihong couldn't help but rub her goosebumps, which was so hot.

Su Wanrou lowered her head to the table, counting rice with rice grains at a time, and her feeling was very complicated.

This mysterious Ye Haichao really aroused her curiosity and reminded her of her sweet and immature youth. At that time, she often picked up some lingering love poems in her notebook, picked up red maple leaves and sycamore leaves, and the unique wild flowers and weeds on the mountain were sandwiched in books to make specimens, and handmade postcards to give to others.

Even if she was a little unhappy when she was young, she was still sweet. But in recent years, she hasn't felt sweet for a long time. She only felt that life was full of bitterness. This bouquet of roses and postcards brought her a trace of long-lost sweetness.

But Su Wanrou is still unwilling to accept it. She is no longer young. After experiencing a failed marriage, she does not have the courage to try again. Moreover, she has to take into account her son's feelings. Remarriage will harm the children, and she cannot be too selfish.

Su's father looked ugly and he was too arrogant? He would never agree to Ye Haichao? He was not a good man at all.

"Sister, do you really don't know Ye Haichao?" Chang Dahong asked.

Su Wanrou shook her head? “I’ve never heard of it.”

"That shouldn't be? Ye Haichao must have met you, my elder sister, and he is very familiar with you? Otherwise, how would you send flowers to our house?" Chang Dahong analyzed.

Su's mother felt aroused. Although her daughter-in-law was not reliable in normal times? But this time she was right? Ye Haichao must be an acquaintance.

"Think about it carefully, have there been any man who treats you differently recently?" Su's mother asked.

Su Wanrou's ears turned red and she shook her head vigorously, "No? I didn't say anything to a man? Will she send the wrong person?"

"How could it be? Lingling asked for you by name? I know what happened. It must be that Ye Haichao fell in love with his elder sister at first sight and found out our address." Chang Dahong slapped his thigh suddenly? More excited than receiving flowers.

Su's mother nodded slightly. This was a bit reliable? Based on her daughter's appearance, there is a high possibility of falling in love at first sight? Ye Haichao has vision.

"Don't eat or not, what do you say when you eat!" Su's father scolded angrily.

Chang Dahong shrank his neck? He didn't dare to say anything anymore? Su's mother picked up chopsticks and picked vegetables into his bowl? "You go to Danqing's room to eat by yourself."

Recently, she didn't like the old man, so she wanted to pull off the little hair in front of her forehead. Su's father's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, and his self-esteem was severely frustrated. The old woman was about to rebel.

There are guests at home, and he doesn't know each other like a woman. When the guests leave, he will teach the old woman a lesson.

Chang Dahong hurriedly went to work, and before leaving, he said gossip: "I don't know if I will send flowers tomorrow."
Chapter completed!