Catching horse mother and daughter

Chapter 119 The Sense of Ceremony

Here, Zhang Jiahui and Shen Shubai started to have an affair secretly, but on the other side, Zhang Yousong never made any progress.

He had to go out to find his old friend Fu Ankang for advice.

"Tell me, how can I win a woman's heart?" He made a move and took the opponent's face.

"Old Zhang, you can't go out and mess around. Look at how virtuous your sister-in-law is and how kind she is to you." Fu Ankang on the opposite side suddenly became anxious, and the chess in his hand fell to the ground.

"What are you talking about? I'm not going to mess around." Zhang Yousong knew that he had misunderstood, so he could only tell the matter coyly, "I had some conflicts with your sister-in-law recently, she insisted on divorce, I Isn't this just trying to do something to save it?"

"Is it a bit of a contradiction to be divorced? I think you must have made some big mistake of principle. Otherwise, sister-in-law, who has such a good temper, would definitely not be able to divorce you." Chen Silan's side.

"Hey, let me tell you whose brother you are, and you are biased towards her no matter what you say." Zhang Yousong looked at him with some displeasure.

"I'm not telling the truth. For so many years, every time we go to your house to eat and drink, isn't it my sister-in-law who cooks for us a whole feast for us? We drink and smoke and make a mess of the house, and my sister-in-law never Don’t lose your temper, just let us have fun. Also, my son will get sick, isn’t it because he has no money, and I’m too embarrassed to talk to you. My sister-in-law secretly stuffed 1 yuan into my family. I remember it until now." When Fu Ankang mentioned Chen Silan, he had a lot to say.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yousong also fell into memory.He remembered that every time he drank too much, his wife would prepare him a bowl of hangover soup. Every time he came home, the house was spotless and tidy. When he was going on a business trip, his wife would always pack the suitcase properly. She remembered exactly what he needed.

During this period of time, he realized how much hard work the other party had to put in every time he came home to have a hot meal and ironed clothes to wear.

"So Brother Song, listen to my advice, admit your mistakes if you have to admit your mistakes, it's not important for elders to have a wife." Fu Ankang persuaded him earnestly.

Zhang Yousong blushed when he heard this. He had done a lot of actions during this time, but he didn't seem to have said that he would admit his mistakes verbally.He was machismo at work, he didn't want to admit his mistakes, and felt that admitting mistakes would be a shame to a man.The old friend's words really hit the point in his heart that he was least willing to face.

"I see, isn't this asking you what tricks you have." He glanced at Fu Ankang angrily, and moved the "cannon" a step further.

"Women, there is no one who doesn't like sweet talk, and then those who give flowers and gifts will surely calm down." Fu Ankang said as he moved his car.

"What kind of flowers should I give you as an old couple?" Zhang Yousong snorted.

"You see, you don't understand. There is no woman who doesn't like rituals and surprises. It's not interesting to send flowers on holidays, but if you want to suddenly bouquet her flowers in normal times, hey, that's terrible. They must have been moved to tears." Fu Ankang vowed,
"Really?" Zhang Yousong was dubious.

"Absolutely true, truer than pearls. I don't know how many times I have used this trick to coax my wife. Let me tell you, flowers plus a sentence of I love you are lore." Fu Ankang pushed his pawn forward Moved a space, and smiled, "It's like my move, general, Brother Song, look at me, I'm not good at it."

Zhang Yousong didn't win back his wife's heart, and he lost the next game of chess. He suddenly pushed the chessboard unhappily: "All right, all right, you're the only one who is good."

Fu Ankang laughed loudly, and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, isn't the trick buddy gave you enough to make you lose me. Come on, come on, let's have another round."

"I'm not coming, I'm going to go back and try to see if your trick works. If it doesn't work..." Zhang Yousong gave him a murderous look.

Fu Ankang quickly patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, try everything."

Zhang Yousong got up and walked towards the flower shop.When he arrived at the door of a flower shop, he hesitated again. Would his wife really like this kind of flower?But he had to coax his wife well before leaving home, otherwise he would become a bachelor when he came back from a business trip.

"Uncle, do you want to buy flowers?" The owner of the flower shop is a young girl, and when she saw him, she walked over to greet him with a smile.

"Um, yes." Zhang Yousong hesitated for a moment but nodded.

"What kind of flowers do you want to buy?" the proprietress asked while arranging the roses in front of her.

"I don't know." Zhang Yousong looked at the red, yellow, white, and blue flowers in front of him, and he was a little confused. He had never given flowers to anyone in his life.At most, when a friend opened a business, he would call the florist and send a flower basket.He can't send flower baskets to his wife too.

"Who do you want to give it to? A lover, a child, a friend, or a leader?" the proprietress asked very patiently.

"I bought it for my wife." Zhang Yousong replied.

"Hey, then your wife is really lucky to have such a romantic husband like you. Are you buying flowers for the wedding anniversary?" The proprietress praised him with a smile.

Zhang Yousong was a little embarrassed to hear that, it was the first time for him to send flowers, so romance had nothing to do with him at all.

"No, I just want to buy her a bouquet of flowers, which one do you think should I buy?" Zhang Yousong's eyes turned back and forth on the flowers in front of him.

"This is even more romantic. It will be a pleasant surprise to receive flowers when it is not a holiday." The proprietress said and grabbed a handful of red roses and looked at him. "What do you think of this?"

"It's too ostentatious." Zhang Yousong felt that according to his wife's personality, she shouldn't like such ostentatious things.

"What about this one? The flower language of pink roses is touching, eternal love, and the color will not be as eye-catching as red roses." The proprietress continued to ask.

"Does flowers still have flower language?" Zhang Yousong was taken aback. He thought that flowers were pure flowers, but he didn't expect that there are so many specialties.

"Of course, different roses represent different meanings, and different numbers also have other meanings." The proprietress laughed.

"Then what kind of flower can represent an apology?" Zhang Yousong licked his lips and asked in embarrassment.

The proprietress immediately understood the meaning of his buying flowers, she pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Yes, the flower language of yellow roses is sorry. Generally speaking, if you want to apologize, we recommend yellow roses, because it represents an apology for love." ,"

(End of this chapter)