My uncle, take it easy

What director Liu said is nothing more than some professional terms to make su fan happy. Even if he went to the sanatorium, he had to find something he liked to do, which would be better for his recovery.

After the inspection, director Liu signed for Su fan's transfer to Beidaihe cadre sanatorium.

Waiting for the medical staff to leave, Huo Shuqing told Luo Wenyin that he sent Su fan away so that Luo Wenyin didn't have to worry.

"Ah Quan, you don't have to go either." Huo Shuqing told Zeng Quan.

Zeng Quan nodded and said, "if you need help, please call me at any time."

"Well, no problem." Huo Shuqing said.

"Jiayin -" Luo Wenyin gently stroked her daughter's hair, and Su fan looked at her mother.

"Don't be afraid of anything, with mom and Dad, with Shuqing, with Nianqing and Jiashu, with our family loving you, don't be afraid of anything, you know?" Luo Wenyin said with tears.

"I'm sorry to worry you, mom." Su fan hugged his mother and said, "I'm sorry.

"Silly children, no matter how old you are, your parents will worry about you. That's the life of parents," Rowan said.

Su fan nodded tearfully.

Fang Xiyou came over and said to Huo Shuqing, "aunt Wen has brought all the things she wants to bring. Let ah Quan put them in the car directly for you."

"Thank you." Huo Shuqing told Zeng Quan and Fang Xiyou.

Fang Xiyou shakes his head.

It's getting late. With the help of his secretary, Huo Shuqing takes Su fan to Beidaihe.

Luo Wenyin and Zeng Quan were standing in the yard watching their car go away. They could not help feeling sad.

"Aunt Wen, where are you going? We'll see you off. " Fang Xiyou said.

Luo Wenyin wiped away her tears from the corner of her eyes and said, "no, I'll go with Xiao Sun. There's a meeting at the foundation. It will start at 10:30."

"Be careful all the way." Fang Xiyou said.

With that, Zeng Quan and Fang Xiyou send Luo Wenyin to the car. Miss sun, the Secretary, says goodbye to their husband and wife and gets on the car to accompany Luo Wenyin to the meeting.

Luo Wenyin is a director of a youth development foundation. She only holds a few meetings every year, and then goes to all parts of the country to inspect the projects funded by the foundation. In fact, it's nothing.

"Where are we going?" Zeng Quan asked Fang Xiyou.

Fang Xiyou looked at him.

The cold wind blowing his forehead of broken hair, that does not stretch eyebrows, let her heart can not help a pain.

Fang Xiyou said goodbye, went to the car, the Secretary immediately opened the door.

Zeng Quan got on the bus with her. Neither of them spoke. Only Fang Xiyou and his secretary said where to go.

"Let's talk somewhere else today." Tseng Chuen road.

Fang Xiyou looks at him.

Zeng Quan took a look at him and told the driver the address of the yard where he took Su fan to that day. Fang Xiyou didn't know where it was or why Zeng Quan took her. He didn't say anything.

In the car, the husband and wife answer the phone separately, which is their own work. Just in order not to let the people on the other side of the phone hear the voice of the people around them, they both turn over and sit close to the door as much as possible.

When the phone hung up, in fact, both of them felt strange. Now the atmosphere is really embarrassing.

"Sorry about work," Fang Xiaoyou told him.

"Nothing." Tseng Chuen road.

Two people no longer know what to say.

Clearly is so familiar with people, but, how now can't say a word?

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it seems that in recent years, there are not many things that two people can talk about, and there are not many things that involve themselves. Whether it's Zeng Quan or Fang Xiyou, they handle their own affairs. The husband doesn't talk about the pressure and unhappiness of his work, the wife doesn't act like a spoiler or relieve worries in front of the husband, and even they don't cook for each other. I don't know if it's because they have lived with their parents all the time, they have servants to wait on them, they don't have to cook or wash clothes, they don't do anything for each other, they don't need to do anything.

Both husband and wife think about the same things in their hearts. With the same scene and the same way of thinking, they will naturally think of the same things. Think of the same thing, it is inevitable to look at each other, but did not expect that when they look at each other, the other is also looking at themselves.

Great. Do you understand? You know what's in each other's mind?

When you look at each other, it's hard to avoid embarrassment. After embarrassment, you just pretend that nothing happened, just like in the past.

At this time, Zeng Quan could roughly guess what his wife offered him to talk about today. After so many days, both of them haven't communicated with each other or talked about the divorce mentioned last time. It should be almost a result!

So, is he going to divorce her?

At the beginning, he wanted to divorce her because of her conjecture about Sufan and her suspicion. He didn't want to live with her. He thought the wife was too strange and he didn't want to maintain such a marriage. Now, does he want to?

The car soon got to what Zeng Quan said.

When the couple got out of the car, it was still the bustling Hutong.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Xiyou asked.

"You come with me." Zeng Quan Road, said, walked toward the alley.

Fang Xiyou looked at his back, which had been submerged by the crowd, and grasped the white lamb Pikun bag in his hand. Today, she was wearing a pure white cashmere coat, the collar of fox hair, and the pure white fox hair was rippling like water waves by the wind.

The white round brimmed top hat was worn on his head, and his long curly hair fell down.

Her make-up is very light, as always, but the two red lips, in this white background from head to foot, are more delicate, as delicious as cherry with dew.

High heeled shoes, stepping on the stone road, are still drowned by the noise of the crowd.

How can such a lady with noble clothes and elegant temperament not be noticed? Some people even picked up their mobile phones and started shooting, thinking it was some kind of star.

Fortunately, Fang Xiyou is wearing sunglasses, otherwise it would be bad for her photos to be on the Internet, even if she has the ability to permanently delete them from the Internet.

She quickly followed Zeng Quan. She took him by the arm, as if afraid of something.

Zeng Quan Leng next, his hands have been inserted in the outside pocket of the windbreaker, by her so fierce a pull, clothes also open.

Even in the absence of divorce, two people are rarely so close, even this kind of arm in arm movement is not much.

Zeng Quan just took a look at her, then led her to a wooden door with a lot of faded red paint, and pressed the doorbell on the door.

Maybe it was because of escaping from the crowd, or for some other reason, Fang Xiyou released his hand. Zeng Quan looked at her, and her expression was a little unnatural. Even if he couldn't see her eyes clearly behind the sunglasses, he could feel the turning of her eyes.

The door opened quickly and the boss came out.

"Are you here? Please come in -- "the boss said, and looked at the beautiful woman who was following Zeng Quan.

"Give me the key to the garden. Don't let anyone in the backyard. Get the hot water and tea ready." Zeng Quan said to his boss.

"Yes, just a moment." The boss yelled, handed the key to Zeng Quan, and then called the waiter to prepare.

Outside the wooden door is the noisy street, but the courtyard is so clean that it makes people feel out of the world.

It's so quiet that Fang Xiyou's voice is clearer. He walks with rhythm. But each step is not like walking on a stone slab, but on his own heart, walking on the road that two people have walked together for so many years.

Zeng Quan did not give a glance, but led her all the way to the inner courtyard. She didn't ask much. She never spoke much.

From the backyard into the back garden to go through a round door, but the door was locked, Zeng Quan took out the key to open.

Opening the door, he stood aside and let his wife go in first.

Fang Xi you is slightly a Leng, still walked in.

Zeng Quan followed her. Fang Xiyou took a few steps. Seeing the situation in front of her, he was stunned.

A plum tree.

She walked quickly into the woods, raised her hand and touched the dry branch, only to find that there were flower buds on the branch.

Plum blossom, she likes plum blossom, especially when she lived with my grandfather in the red wall when she was a child. When the plum blossom was open in winter, the plum blossom in my grandfather's yard——

Watching the snow melt on the petals of plum blossom, watching the snow flow down, was once her favorite thing. Sometimes she would collect the petals, and the glass box would be vacuumed and sealed, and the petals would be as bright as the vitality. Or soak the petals in wine and tea, or make all kinds of plum cake, invite friends to taste.

In her heart, I have to say, there was a burst of excitement and joy. Opening up a plum garden in this prosperous city is what she always wanted to do - or what she once wanted to do - she remembers that she often asked Zeng Quan and Su Yiheng to come home at that time to watch plum blossom drink tea and eat plum cake, and told them about it. But after a long time, we have forgotten when we grow up!

Plum blossom is her favorite.

In the coldest time to bloom their own beauty, not afraid of the cold, alone, not just like her?

"When did you plant it?" She put her hand back in a very quiet voice.

He will not plant for her. She knows that she will not be the one in his mind. She knows that at least the first one is not her. She knows very well. Then, he would not plant flowers for her.

"I've been growing up for several years, and this year it will blossom, for the first time." He said.

Su fan will ask if he often brings girls here, but Fang Xiyou won't ask.

She just said, "Oh.".

"It's a little small here, so I don't plant much. I just started to feel about it," Zeng Quan said. "I've planted it several times before, but I've died. This batch is pretty good. It gives me a lot of face."

How many times? If you die once a year, has it been planted for many years? Was it planted many years ago? Fang Xiyou still has this logical analysis. However, she would not think that she was the reason for him to plant flowers. No matter how many stubbles the tree died, he was in love with Sufan at that time, not her. She won't hurt herself any more. Fang Xiyou said "Oh" again“ I bought a place in Yangzhou. It's quite big. I've arranged for people to take care of it. I can open it this winter. During the Chinese new year, you can go there and see more. " Tseng Chuen road. Fang Xiyou is not a fool. How can she not hear Zeng Quan's words? Is he doing this for her? At the beginning, Luo Wenyin liked the environment of Huaiyin Lane in Rongcheng. Zeng Yuanjin bought her the yard there. Luo Wenyin liked the sculptures of Ming and Qing Dynasties. Zeng Yuanjin went to Rongcheng from all over the country to find the ones his wife liked. Zeng Quan, what is he doing? For her? impossible! She can't misunderstand. The more misunderstandings she has, the more sad she will be. She has been hurt enough by him, and she can't do it any more - you can search Baidu for the latest chapter of "Uncle chatting about jiutao novels (9txs. ORG)"! This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.