Traveling through a doctor's daughter to marry a virtuous man

Chapter 538 The Third Step 9
Seeing Lu Ziwan accepting the gift with a smile, the two sisters looked at each other and smiled, "It's the madam and the master who treat me and my sister well. My sister and I are happier here than at home. It's all because of the kindness of the madam."

"You can really talk!" Lu Ziwan picked up the handkerchief and looked at it. She was a little surprised. Both handkerchiefs were embroidered with aster flowers, but one was embroidered with purple, the other was white with purple flowers, and the other was purple. Bottom of white flowers.

"Sister, I painted this flower for Sister Qingyu and Sister Qingdai!" Lu Banxia said, asking for credit.

"Brother Xia, are you ashamed to say that the painting you drew can be seen by others? It's not that Sister Qingyi and Sister Qingdai recognized the flowers by themselves!" Lu He directly dismantled Lu Banxia's stage, amusing everyone straight smile.

Lu Banxia pouted and glared at Lu He, then continued to talk to Lian Liulang on the side, clearly ignoring Lu He.

It was Lu Ziwan's birthday, even though she knew it might not be her real birthday, but she was very happy, very happy.

There are family members, friends, and lovers, and the smiling faces of each of them are her most precious gift for Lu Ziwan.

The moon in the sky is gradually brightening, shining in the entire quiet mountain village, like a kind mother, quietly caring for her child.

The Lian family's yard, which had been bustling all day, gradually quieted down after everyone left. After closing the door, Lian Guan Lang kept looking at Lu Ziwan and smiling.

Lu Ziwan opened her hands, in a gesture of waiting for a hug, even Guan Lang understood, and stepped forward to hug Lu Ziwan, who was rarely acting coquettishly.

Because she was happy, Lu Ziwan drank some wine specially brought by Mrs. Lin at night. Because she couldn't hold enough alcohol, both of her cheeks were flushed, and when she laughed, she still had a drunken naive look.

"Brother Guan Lang, I think I'm so happy!" Lu Ziwan buried her head in Lian Guan Lang's arms, listening to his sonorous and powerful heartbeat, and said in pictophonetic words, "Plop, plop."

"Brother Guan Lang, thank you very much for today, thank you for the peach hairpin, thank you for the wreath, and thank you for preparing these surprises for me so carefully, I like it very much!"

"Daughter-in-law, it's fine if you like it. At the beginning, I was afraid that you wouldn't like it." Lian Guan Lang folded his arms, feeling the undisguised joy of his lovely wife in his arms, and his heart was filled with that kind of sweet happiness. Full.

"Why did you suddenly think of making this garland for me?" Lu Ziwan asked curiously, you know, she never thought that Lian Guan Lang would do such a romantic thing.

When Lian Guanlang heard Lu Ziwan's question, he smiled a little embarrassedly, and replied, "Actually, last time when half of your house held a banquet, I saw the wreath on Miss Bai's head and I thought about it." Well, if that wreath is worn on your head, it will definitely be more beautiful, but after hearing what the Bai family lady said, I realized that the flower is actually an aster."

"It's just that the flower doesn't bloom now. I searched the mountains all afternoon and couldn't find it, so I picked other flowers to weave this wreath. If my wife likes it, I will make another aster flower for you when the aster flower blooms." , in my heart, you are worthy of the aster wreath." Lian Guan Lang looked at the colorful flowers on Lu Ziwan's head with a look of regret, and the purple wreath that Bai Anlan was wearing back then appeared in his mind. , very beautiful, to this day he still often fantasizes how beautiful his daughter-in-law would be wearing that wreath.

"Okay, what you said, don't forget, and don't go back on it! From now on, when the aster flowers bloom every year, you have to make one for me every day! Can you do it!" Lu Ziwan was a little pushy, and she began to look forward to the aster flowers every year in the future. open season.

Lian Guanlang nodded vigorously, "Okay!"

The moonlight was hazy, the treetops swayed gently with the wind, making rustling noises, and the people in the room were chatting, laughing and talking affectionately.

The two gradually entangled, no one ever thought that when the aster flowers bloomed this year, Lu Ziwan never waited for Lian Guanlang's wreath, let alone his return date.

(End of this chapter)