My son likes the delicate and delicate girl in front of him!
When he had this idea in his mind, his heart was inexplicable, as if a thin thread was gently pulled on it.
He looked at Yang Zimei and his son.
One is beautiful and delicate, the other is sunny and healthy, and they are about the same age. Standing together, they are golden boys and girls, which match each other very well.
He who had never lamented the years suddenly felt that he was old too.
"Zimei—"
Min Gang looked at Yang Zimei's beautiful face, "I also remember you. Except for the time in the hospital, I once drove to the countryside with my grandpa, and I seemed to meet you too. Also, in Antique Street, grandpa bought yours. Antique, you bargained for 500,000 yuan, his anger has not been going well."
"hehe-"
Yang Zimei laughed, "If he sells the twisted flower rings now, he will earn more than double the money, right?"
"I don't know about this." Min Gang smiled, "You should go to my house and ask grandpa, anyway, he treats the twist circle as a treasure every day, saying that it is an epoch-making symbol and a priceless treasure. This twist circle has a long face."
"Let's go!" Min Qinghua said to Yang Zimei and Min Gang.
Yang Zimei nodded. She was also curious about what the Min family was like.
The Min family lived in a small independent white western-style building, surrounded by white slumber, and the flowers and plants planted inside were mostly elegant orchids, which looked very comfortable.
In the courtyard, a middle-aged woman with a head in a high bun, wearing a navy blue cheongsam, with a gentle face and an elegant posture is watering the orchids with a shower, just like a painting.
Yang Zimei recognized that it was Min Gang's mother Huang Jingxian.
When she was in the hospital ten years ago, she was invaded by Yin evil spirits, she was skinny, and looked crazy and terrifying. Now, her physical condition and temperament are completely different, dignified and elegant like a noble lady.
"Mom, there are guests here." Min Gang called.
Huang Jingxian stood up straight, saw Yang Zimei, and smiled gently at her, "Hi, welcome, come in and have a seat!"
"Hello, auntie!"
Yang Zimei bowed to greet her.
"The little girl is so delicate and well-behaved. She is Xiaogang's classmate. What's her name?" Huang Jingxian looked at Yang Zimei happily and asked.
"Auntie, my name is Yang Zimei, please call me Xiaomei." Yang Zimei likes Huang Jingxian very much. Her temperament is the same as that of Lin Qingmei, she belongs to the kind of temperament that is as light as a chrysanthemum.
"Okay, little eyebrow!"
Huang Jingxian also liked Yang Zimei very much, so she put down the shower in her hand and led her into the back room.
The decoration and furnishings of the house are completely different from those of Yang Dejie's house. There is no luxury, only an elegant style, very bookish. No wonder, the people who come out of this family are so pleasant in every gesture.
Min Gang was soaked in sweat from playing basketball, so he asked Yang Zimei to sit first, and he went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes.
Yang Zimei sat down on the mahogany chair, and Min Qinghua made Kung Fu tea for her.
His tea-making movements are really an elegant art, which is pleasing to the eye, without the air of a businessman at all, more like Song Xuan's temperament of a literati.
"Tea, please!" Min Qinghua handed the tea to her and said with a faint smile.
Yang Zimei picked up the tea, lowered her head and took a sip. The light fragrance of Longjing gradually permeated between her lips and teeth, it was very refreshing and delicious.
Huang Jingxian looked at her from the side, "Xiaomei, have I seen you somewhere?"
"Jingxian, ten years ago, it was she who pointed out that blood jade bracelet was the cause of your disorder. We have to thank her very much." Min Qinghua looked at his wife tenderly and said.