"Is there anything?" the man asked, polite but also alienated.
Shen Wei thought for a while and nodded.
"Say."
"Can you help me pick two pots of flowers that I want to put on the bedroom window sill?"
"Why let me pick?"
Shen Hou gave a faint smile, "Ding Bo said, do you have a lot of research on ornamental plants? And I don't know anything about it..."
"and so?"
"If you can help, brother, that would be the best!" The girl stood among the flowers with a cute smile, with the orange glow in the background.
Shen Qian has a meal, brother
To say that she is timid, does not seem to be the case.
"What color do you like?" The man walked straight over her to the potting area.
Ding Bo was surprised that the eldest master had gone and returned, and then looked at the third lady with a magical look.
The two did not notice him.
Shen Wei followed the man's footsteps, heard the words, and thought for a while: "White, green."
"What about the fragrance?"
"Don't pick."
Shen Qian stopped in front of a pot of cactus and pointed to: "Green."
Shen Hou: "..." Well, do you have a lot of research on ornamental plants? ! Focus on: Ornamental plants!
Shouldn't it be the kind of flower that is beautiful, gorgeous, and the most delicate
Actually picked a pot of cactus? !
"You don't seem to be satisfied with your expression?"
Shen Hun didn't rush to deny it. Yes, she was just not satisfied. Is there a problem
"It suits you well." The man emphasized.
"why?"
"Ugly." But very tenacious.
"..."
Shen Hun became angry, turned his head and left, a little frustrated.
Willful, yet cute.
Standing on the spot, Shen Qian suddenly raised a smile, facing the rising sun, with a little bit less warmth and a hint of hidden warmth.
Little poor is not too stupid to be hopeless.
Shen Hun returned to the room and scolded Shen Qian as a dog-blood sprinkler in his heart.
Knock—
She put on her slippers, got up and opened the door.
"Miss San." The maid stood outside the door.
"what's up?"
"Ding Bo asked me to send this over."
Very good, it is the pot of cactus.
Shen Hui was expressionless, turned sideways, stepped aside, "put it on the window sill."
"Yes."
After the servant left, Shen Hun lay on the windowsill, and in front of him was the plump and green cactus.
She poked her finger, "It's quite round."
At eight o'clock, seven members of the Shen family, except for Shen Ru who is still working on projects in country M, went downstairs to have breakfast on time.
This is the unspoken rule of the old man at home.
Yang Lan saw that Shen Hou was also so punctual, her eyes darkened for a moment, and soon returned to normal.
"Auntie, morning." The girl smiled like a flower.
"...Morning." The woman felt bored.
After breakfast, Shen Chunjiang and Shen Qian went to the company, and Shen Yan went back to school. Today, she is full of classes.
Yang Lan made an appointment with a few wives to save the game, put tens of thousands of dollars in the bag, and left.
Shen Hou returned to the room and took out a semi-new and not old canvas bag from the closet, which contained all her belongings—
One package of embroidery thread, several fine needles, plus two thousand yuan.
She took five hundred, and used her mobile phone to order a rental car. After finishing packing, she went out.
Supermarket.
Shen Hou stood in the shampoo area, not looking at the goods, only looking at the price, anyway, pointing to the cheapest option.
Sanitary napkins too.
Oh, there are soaps, carved cards and Tide all skipped, and your fingertips are on a price tag-old Huzhou laundry soap 6 pieces, ￥5.99.
OK, it's you.
Wandering around and walking to the underwear area, Shen Hou glanced over, found the cheapest one, was about to throw it into the shopping cart, and suddenly heard a voice—
"Miss, what you are holding are children's underwear."
Shen Hou moved for a while, closed his hand, and took a closer look. It was really a baby, and the materials were not good, no wonder it was so cheap.
but-
She looked at the man who had just started to remind her, no, it should be called a "boy".
Baby face, mushroom head, dimples when smiling, not very tall, he looks only fifteen or six years old, a bit silly.
"Hi, Mrs. Xiaozheng, how do you know I took the wrong one? What if I just buy children's underwear?"
"Wow! You have a baby at such a young age?"
Shen Hui shook his head: "No."
"Look, I'll just say you..."
"But you can buy it for my boyfriend."
"What?" Babyface was a little dumbfounded.
Shen Hun leaned closer, and a fresh scent penetrated the tip of the boy's nose, strangely not disgusting him.
"Little boy, do you know what sex is? This is it."
After finishing talking, pushing the shopping cart, he slipped away.
The baby face stood in place, a layer of crimson spread over his white neck, and then climbed onto his cheeks.
I raised my eyes again, but the woman was no longer visible.
Damn—
He took out his cell phone and quickly dialed a number, "Liu Ye, Ba Ba Ying... I was molested by a woman, oh oh oh oh..."
Shen Hou was in a good mood, pushing the shopping cart to the cashier to check out.
Two big bags cost her only fifty yuan, very good and perfect.
Stepping on the lunch point and returning to Shen's house, Yang Lan is not there, Shen Chunjiang and his son are not, there is only one Shen Yan in the huge living room.
"stop-"
Shen Wei turned a deaf ear and continued to walk upstairs.
"Little bitch, didn't you hear what I said?!" Shen Yan rose from her heart and walked over to drag her.
Shen Wei took advantage of the situation and staggered. With a loose hand, the two shopping bags successfully attracted the other's attention.
Shen Yan kicked and the contents spread out.