The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Yang Yuxuan looked at Yang Yunhai helplessly, "didn't you hear such a big movement downstairs?"

"You mean the flowers sent by the Jiang family?" Yang Yunhai was a little jealous when he said, "it's really a little annoying."

But if his wife likes it, what can he do?

Yang Yuxuan sat down opposite Yang Yunhai. Yang Yunhai raised his eyebrows. His son is going to have a long talk with him.

Yang Yuxuan didn't know the origin of the Jiang family.

That's why I went to ask my father. To the extent that his father doted on his sister, if I knew that Jiang Yuting or the housekeeper of the Jiang family was making such a plan, I would be even angrier than him.

"You mean Jiang Yuting?" Yang Yunhai was angry at the thought of Jiang Yuting's arrogant appearance, "this is impossible, and I will never agree."

Yang Yuxuan, "..."

Pinching his eyebrows, Yang Yuxuan said, "but what if Yueyue likes it?"

"What? You say Yueyue likes that smelly boy?" Yang Yunhai said.

"The moon is so small, what do you know?" Yang Yuxuan said, "but what if in the future? The Jiang family will send potted flowers today, and if something rare is developed and sent tomorrow."

"This comes and goes, and it is inevitable that there will be a day when love will grow over time."

"Shit, did I fall for that guy?" Yang Yunhai patted the table.

This Jiang Zhe is simply disgusting.

"What do you say about the flowers?" Yang Yunhai frowned and said, "it's my carelessness. Now that the flowers have been sent, we can't return them like this."

Besides, I won't go back.

As far as his daughter-in-law and daughter like it, if he dares to return it, he will definitely be disliked by his daughter-in-law and daughter.

Therefore, this matter needs the son to come forward.

"When the flowers are collected, they will be collected. Yueyue is rare. If she wants to go back, it is inevitable that she will not ask Jiang Yuting for another pot." Yang Yuxuan said, "it's just that if the Jiang family sends something again in the future, please ask his father to block it back."

"Anyway, things can't be in Yueyue's hands anymore."

"At school, you help watch." Yang Yunhai said.

At the same time, Gu Lingling and Yang Xiaoqian were also talking about this matter.

"It's very sweet. Each potted flower also writes the time and precautions for watering and fertilizing, and I look very good." Gu Lingling said while appreciating the flowers.

"Yes, mom, look at this potted flower. Keep it in the water. Just change the water every few days." Yang Xiaoqian said, "I'm sure I won't die in the future."

Cactus let her die, which is simply a stain on Yang Xiaoqian's life.

The two men didn't realize that the father and son upstairs were discussing how to get these words away from home.

Don't put it at home.

Besides, housekeeper Jiang, after returning from the Yang family, went to reply to his husband.

"Sir, everything you ordered has been done." Said the housekeeper.

"OK." Jiang Zhetou didn't lift his head, and he was still doing experiments to see the data, but the housekeeper knew that his husband still had something to ask.

"Does that little girl like it?" Sure enough, after waiting for a while, I heard Jiang Zhe ask.

"Yueyue likes it very much, but she is afraid that she will die." The housekeeper smiled.

"If you really die, let someone send some more pots." When Jiang Zhe said this, he raised his head and looked at the housekeeper with a smile, "otherwise your young master won't feel bad."

Only when you feel distressed will you attach importance to it.