Chapter 137 The trouble with reorganizing the family (32)

 After Xu Yin moved into her new home, she spent two days cleaning and decorating it, but she always felt that something was missing.

Grandma Xu came back from a walk and said: "Yin Yin, when are our flowers and plants going to be moved? I asked your Aunt Zhou to help me buy a flower pot stand with wheels in the county. It was delivered in the afternoon. I put it in the right place. Take a good look."

Xu Yin slapped her forehead and forgot that she still had many flowers and plants in the greenhouse of the villa.

 “Grandma, I’m going to move back right now.”

"How can you move alone? Why don't you hire someone to help? I'll go to the village chief's house and ask."

"No, grandma, there is an electric three-wheeler in the greenhouse. I can borrow it and pull it for two trips and it will be done."

The busy gardener in the flower garden guessed that she would come over and had already helped her change the pots of the flowers and plants beforehand. He could just put them on a tricycle and take them away.

Xu Yin took inventory, but she didn't expect that there were so many flowers and plants in the flower house.

 Fortunately, there are three rounds, otherwise it would be useless even with all the strength.

“Master Fan, I’ll take you away!”

"Okay, if you find something you like in the garden, just move it. Secretary Zheng said, you are the top scorer in our city's college entrance examination, and other rewards are not easy to give out, so you can choose flowers and plants at will."

 Xu Yin didn’t want it.

Even though some of the flowers in the Garden of All Nations are inconspicuous, they are all famous products collected from all over the world, and every pot is not cheap.

Not to mention that her family has a lot of flower pots. In the past three years, under the careful care of several masters, the former rural natives have grown into the rich and delicate flowers they are today, and their quality has improved by one level.

Especially the Su Guan He Ding, which was maintained very well by taking advantage of the excellent maintenance environment of Wanguo Flower Garden. During the period, it was repotted and divided once, and one pot became three pots.

 She felt like she was making a lot of money.

So he picked the pot that grew best and which he liked best, and asked Secretary Zheng to send it to Song Dong.

Without his original decision, Lao Xu’s house would not have been preserved in its entirety, and the fate of these flowers and plants would have been difficult to say.

Song Mingjin was a little surprised when she received the flowers, and at the same time, she felt a little palpitating and hopeful in her heart.

 Secretary Zheng smiled and said: "Xiao Xu, this kid knows etiquette."

Song Mingjin glanced at him.

Secretary Zheng thought he had forgotten, and reminded her specifically: "Three years ago, wasn't her old house going to be demolished? You said it would be turned into a flower garden of all nations, so it was preserved. The flowers and plants in her house can also continue to be cultivated. There."

 Song Dong: “…”

 So it’s just reciprocity? Instead of sending it to him specially?

 I suddenly felt unhappy.

Secretary Zheng didn’t understand her boss’s uncertain expression. Could it be that... men also have a few days in a month when they are in a bad mood? Women have their periods, but men have bad periods?

Song Mingjin waved her hand and asked the secretary to go out.

 If he continues talking, he may feel even worse.

 Secretary Zheng left, and he was the only one facing the pot with a plain crown and a lotus cauldron in the office.

 He was busy working for a while, then raised his head to look at the flowers for a while, then was busy working for a while, and then looked at the flowers for a while.

 One afternoon, work efficiency has never been higher.

 He felt that this was the power she gave him.

No matter what the reason is for her to give herself flowers, there is always some thought in them.

 As a courtesy, he also carefully selected a gift.

 out out out out-of-date, but it's a gift to her.

Xu Yin has been out and about every day for the past two days, and she also broadcasts live broadcasts to show fans the beauty of the sanatorium.

Just after taking a walk home that day, the doorbell rang. She put on her slippers and went out to open the door.

 I was a little surprised to see it was him, but not too surprised.

She had a hunch that Song Mingjin was the reincarnation of Yan Kejin, but he had no memory of the previous small world.

 “I like the flowers you gave me very much.”

Song Mingjin’s eyes fell firmly on her charming face and said seriously:

“Also, thank you for your live broadcast, which is the most intuitive free promotion for the villa. It’s my first time visiting, and I don’t know what to give, so I picked something small. I hope you will like it.”

Xu Yin saw the brocade box he handed over, which was as big as a palm. She vaguely guessed what was inside before opening it.

“The store said that young girls like this color. See if you like it. If you don’t like it, I’ll go back and change it.”

 Under his expectant eyes, Xu Yin opened the box, and sure enough...

 A lotus-pink Hetian jade bracelet lies quietly on the golden suede surface. Yan Kejin also liked to give her jade jewelry at that time. Every time a jade mine was opened, he would make several sets of hair and noodles for her.

 Compared with jadeite such as jadeite, she prefers nephrite jade such as Hotan and mutton fat.

Yan Kejin paid special attention to this kind of jade. Once she found it somewhere with good quality, she would send people to search for it and send it to her.

When he got interested, he studied jade carving for a while and carved jade ornaments himself to give to her. This continued after he ascended the throne.

 Later, the jewelry alone occupied a large warehouse.

Those jade ornaments carved by him himself are still lying in Xu Yin's system warehouse.

She was reluctant to leave the gift that was filled with his heart, even if it was to be left to future generations.

Xu Yin was stunned for a moment as waves of memories came to her mind one after another.

 When she came back to her senses, she met his somewhat anxious eyes and smiled:

 “I like it very much, thank you.”

Song Mingjin seemed to be relieved, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, with a pear dimple looming at the corner of his mouth:

"nice! You love it."

 “Stay and have a quick meal before leaving?”

"good."

 A good beginning is half the success, he happily followed her into the house.

 …

Ever since having a simple meal at Xu's house, Song Mingjin has completely started pursuing his wife.

Before Xu Yin reported to the capital, he would come to Xu's house every week.

 Sometimes it’s in the name of an inspection project, sometimes it’s just that I’m passing by for a meeting and I ran out of gas and came to town to refuel.

This kind of obviously lame excuse is probably something that only Grandma Xu would believe.

　　Every time I come here, I am not empty-handed. There are specialties I picked up when I went to meetings in other places, and imported fruits and seafood given by friends.

Grandma Xu was a little foreign at first, but as they became more familiar with each other, she regarded him as an ordinary junior.

 Have a light meal when you arrive before leaving, and pick up some mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, wild camellia and the like for him to eat.

Xu Yin originally thought that given his status, he might dislike these worthless mountain goods.

Unexpectedly, he not only happily accepted them, but also specially customized a high-end storage cabinet to store them after returning home.

On this day, his cousin's aunt brought some fruits to the old house to see him. The original intention was to introduce him to a match. If the deal was successful, she would receive a lot of gifts to thank the matchmaker, but Song Mingjin rejected her as soon as she spoke.

 Aunt Cousin smiled coquettishly and said: "Are Xiaojin not satisfied with the woman's conditions? Yes, her worth is naturally incomparable to yours! It's okay, I don't like this one. Next time, Cousin Aunt will find a better one for you."

After saying that, without waiting for Song Mingjin to politely refuse, she dove into the kitchen: "Xiaojin, it's rare for my cousin to come over and cook a meal for you. The nanny's craftsmanship is meticulous, and it's not as delicious as the specialties from our hometown."

After saying that, I opened the food cabinets in the kitchen and looked through them one by one. When I saw the cabinets where mountain delicacies were carefully stored, my cousin thought they were some sort of treasure. When she pulled them out, she saw that they were just bulk mountain delicacies. She curled her lips in disdain and grabbed them casually. I took a handful and made some soup.

However, the quality of these mountain goods is really good.

Without the owner's permission, she muttered to herself and piled the leftovers with the seafood and steaks shipped by air to take them home.

Ever since Song’s mother passed away, every time she came here, she would exchange a bag of cheap fruits for large and small bags of high-end ingredients, and she had gotten used to it over the years.

However, this time, Song Mingjin got angry and asked the butler to see the guests off with a cold face. He was not allowed to come to the house without his permission in the future.

 My cousin stayed at the door and refused to leave:

“I’m your mother’s cousin and your elder, how could you treat me like this? I’m here to introduce you to someone with good intentions, but if you don’t appreciate it, why are you pushing me away...”

Secretary Zheng went to deliver documents to the boss. After watching such a drama, he felt deeply that the boss also had a very good relative, and his heart suddenly felt balanced.

 Seeing the boss squatting in front of a pile of ingredients, carefully picking up a few bags of mountain products, I couldn't help but wonder:

 Are the seafood and steaks shipped by air inferior to a few packages of bulk mountain products?

 Could it be that this is a top-quality mountain treasure that is produced on the snowy mountaintops of the plateau and is grown by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, comparable to the Tianshan Snow Lotus?

 The outer packaging looks familiar.

When he got home that day, his wife said that since she didn't buy any groceries, she might as well soak some dried mushrooms and bamboo shoots, make a soup, and serve them with white flour steamed buns for a simple meal.

So he discovered that his family also had the bag of mountain goods that his boss held in his hands two hours ago, and the boss had a bigger bag.

Isn’t that a gift from the ancestors and grandsons of the Xu family?

　　　…”

 It seemed that he had glimpsed some great secret.

 (End of this chapter)