Chapter 9
After the plot was over, she felt refreshed and returned home, and only then did she see Mrs. Zhao’s message.
I didn't know if I didn't look through the information. After I looked through the information, I saw the picture sent by his best friend Meng Shi. It was a screenshot of Zhou Yunyun's circle of friends. The beauty was probably opened at level 10, and only big eyes flashed. The matching text was: "I was beaten by Mr. Song again, hahaha, a real man."
I, Cao, you don’t deserve to write. Just looking at the photos, I thought the meaning of the expression was: "The weather is good today, I am so beautiful."
He didn't rush to reply, and lay on the bed and read all the circle of friends that Song Chen had posted in the past.
Actually, there is nothing good to watch. Song Chen’s circle of friends is the same as his Douyin Weibo live account. He shows off his luxury car today and his beauty tomorrow. He posts like Zhou Yunyun, "To attend the funeral today", and can all be matched with ten selfies from multiple angles.
It’s just that Zhou Yunyun is in the sweet style, while Song Chen is in the cool style. Most of them wear sunglasses and formal clothes to highlight his long legs against the sky.
Both men and women love him, but they are inseparable from his personal characteristics. They have a face that both men think is beautiful, but they are following the cool and handsome rich young man route of a girl screaming.
Song Chen’s latest circle of friends was actually a selfie of him standing on the roof of a fire, sticking out his little tongue, and exaggerating his expression: “I’m going to be burned to death!!”
I read the comments and there were so many comments, one of which was called "Zen Uncle" and said: "This little tongue is so fucking..."
What kind of friends did he add here?
He wants to maintain his personality. Is it better to maintain most of his living habits as much as possible?
Song Chen thought about it, so he took a selfie. The front camera of Apple, no beauty, and the photos he took were very satisfied with. He was really a face that was not picky about angles, and his white skin was born to look like he had a beauty.
As soon as he made it out, he heard the sound of cars coming from outside. He jumped out of the bed, ran to the window and looked down. He saw two cars driving from the courtyard, and several people got out of the car. One of them was majestic, with a straight back and a gray hair.
This is... this is his father-in-law Zhao Yungang?!
If you want to talk about who loves him the most in the article "Divorce"? No one else is Zhao Yungang, which is simply spoiled.
Song Chen immediately ran downstairs with his slippers. In addition to his personal desire to meet this richest man, Song Chen in the literature also did the same whenever he saw Zhao Yungang.
"Dad, you're back!"
This time it was very natural.
Zhao Yungang's originally serious face smiled as soon as he saw Song Chen and said, "Have your feet been well? You run so fast."
"It's all right." Song Chen looked at the male supporting actor who was very heavy in his writing. In Zhao Yungang's eyes, he was thinking of him.
Zhao Yungang was very happy and said, "Look at what good things I have brought to you this time."
Mrs. Zhao stood beside her, feeling like an outsider.
Who can understand a life that is not loved?
"I'm back, why are you back so many days late?" she said with a smile.
Zhao Yungang said: "Something has been delayed."
Mrs. Zhao said, "You're tired, go up and take a break, and the meal will start later."
"Let's have dinner first, I'm hungry."
As soon as Zhao Yun said that, he waved to Song Chen to sit next to him and took a box from his assistant.
Mrs. Zhao looked up and said to be honest, she was also curious. Zhao Yungang didn't give away anything easily, and all she could give was rare things.
When the box was opened, Song Chen said "Wow".
Forgive him for not seeing the world.
Mrs. Zhao said: "Golden cicada and jade leaves."
The leaves carved in white jade are inlaid with a lifelike cicada carved in pure gold, delicate and round.
The most expensive thing is the craftsmanship of this cicada. Even imitation of ancient artifacts is probably expensive, and the most important thing is novel and very interesting.
There is another one in Song Chen’s circle of friends: “The golden cicada and jade leaves I gave me.”
When Mrs. Zhao saw this circle of friends, she was so angry that she threw her cell phone away again.
Mrs. Chen sighed and said, "It's not a valuable thing, it's better to give it to your wife's jewelry."
Zhao Yungang also brought her a gift, a pearl necklace
"It's just that I'll let my assistant buy it casually and send it to me. Xiao Chen doesn't have the time to worry about it. It's not appropriate to give it to Xiao Chen, a boy."
Cicada, also known as cicada, is actually a golden cida, jade leaf, and is homophonic to golden branches and jade leaf. It is usually given to girls and is the treasure of Guiyuan.
Chen Sou covered his mouth and smiled: "Sir, don't you raise Xiaochen as your daughter. We also said that seeing that Mr. spoiled Xiaochen, it was probably a pity that he had no daughter. He raised him as a daughter, otherwise he would not have been so spoiled."
Mrs. Zhao said: "It's a pity that I didn't fight for a daughter again."
However, over the years, Mrs. Zhao has gotten used to it. After half an hour of depressedness, she went downstairs to have a meal with a smile. She talked about the fire during the meal... She didn't talk about Song Chen's fire because she knew it was useless to say that it would be useless, and it would only make the atmosphere at the meal unhappy.
Zhao Yungang heard this and said, "As for the house, it will burn if it is burned, as long as it is okay for people to be fine."
Look at this spoiled spirit!
"Since the house has burned, it will take some time to redecorate or move to another place, right?" Zhao Yungang said: "Then you both move back home."
The purpose is self-evident, and it is to let Zhao Jindong and Song Chen cultivate their relationship under his nose.
Zhao Yungang was really worried about the marriage between the two. After dinner, he went back to the room to sleep. Before going to bed, he talked carefully about the fire with Mrs. Zhao. Then Mrs. Zhao told the facts: "The surveillance was adjusted and investigated. There were no outsiders in and out. Moreover, when the fire broke out, the servants ran out. Instead, Xiao Chen ran to the roof. It must be that he was getting angry with his second child."
Mrs. Zhao tried to make it lightly.
Zhao Yungang sighed, and Mrs. Zhao massaged his temples. He squinted his eyes and said, "It's not a big deal to always do this."
"I think if they really can't get along, forget it," said Mrs. Zhao.
"I saw them both interesting before marriage. If they didn't agree, why didn't they say it earlier?"
Mrs. Zhao said, "Xiaochen has always been like this. As for the second child, who can guess thoroughly? Don't you think so much as a child?"
Step on it openly and secretly.
Zhao Yungang didn't say anything. Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "But you have spoken. They moved back and may be able to ease the conflict. Don't always think about these things. They are not children."
Zhao Yun just said "um" and turned around and pulled Mrs. Zhao down. Mrs. Zhao was surprised and happy, and a little embarrassed: "Oh, what's it in broad daylight..."
But I was still happy. It took her a long time since she lived a married life.
Zhao Yun was just over fifty years old, but he was still strong. In the afternoon, he went to bed, and Mrs. Zhao was wandering around at home, her face full of spring.
"Where is Xiao Chen?" she asked Mrs. Chen.
"I went to his flower room after dinner."
Song Chen is considering his future career issues.
Song Chen in the original work has never done any serious things. Among his resources, what he is most interested in is the flower sales career.
Gold raises idle people and flowers raises laughter, gold and jade raises idle people and flowers and plants, the young master of flowers and plants is talking about the eldest son of Song.
Song Chen's flower room also opened his eyes. The flowers raised by ordinary people are still incomparable to those raised by rich second generations. He usually grows flowers, mainly for succulents, easy to raise. He pinched them before going to bed every day to relieve stress. But he is a commoner and raises flowers raised by ordinary people. Some of them are slightly more expensive, and he dare not raise them.
He wrote all those he dared not raise or could not afford to raise them in the novel, allowing the characters he wrote to fulfill his dreams.
I won’t talk about the strange flowers and plants in Song Chen’s flower room, just talk about the succulents.
This pink and cute one must be Ji Qiuli, who is more beautiful than the look he searched for online.
This pot of mountain roses has grown powder.
This one looks like a double-thorn bottle dry, also known as "Bisi Pitu Tree". It looks like a pine tree inserted into a bottle and is unparalleled in beauty.
The flowers are so beautiful, is it Huibizu smiled?
What is this pot? He doesn't remember that he wrote about it. The fairy-like and Taoist priest look like a cage in the clouds and mist from a distance. In terms of beauty, it is almost as good as a double-thorn bottle.
Master Zheng from the flower house said: "This is what the Second Master asked someone to send it a few days ago, and it is called Baipi Yuejie."
The name is beautiful, but he doesn't know it, it's not what he wrote in the novel.
Master Zheng introduced to him: "This is rare succulent, and it is the first time I have seen it. I heard that it is from Namibia, Africa, and it is not allowed to be exported now. There are very few circulating on the market, especially this kind of magical product. The white skin and moon world grow slowly, and it takes decades to grow."
Good, just those of him are worth a lot of money, right?
This flower house is just the tip of the iceberg. He also has a flower field in the eastern suburbs of Wenchang District, City A, where thousands of flower trees are planted.
He immediately drove to see a large field of flower fields on the banks of Wenchang Lake and at the foot of Dongshan Mountain, surrounded by barbed wire. Large clusters of roses formed a flower wall. Now that autumn is coming, the flowers are still brilliant. After the car drove in, it took several minutes to walk but not to the end. The fragrance of flowers was everywhere along the way, and you could smell them through the car window.
He was really very pleased. When he wrote the article "Divorce" he designed so many romantic elements that were rare in the real world.
After he got off the car, the staff from Huatian came to greet him. They were a middle-aged couple, Sister Wang and Brother Zhang.
The two led him around and planted flowers from all seasons in the flower field. Now there are roses, chrysanthemums, osmanthus and orchids. However, these are not the main cultivation objects of the flower field. The largest area is the Burmese osmanthus tree, gardenia tree, and a large jasmine field that is not in the flowering period.
White orchid, gardenia, and jasmine are called Suzhou Sanhua. Women in the streets and alleys of Suzhou liked to wear these three kinds of flowers on their chests, put them on their wrists, and wear them on their heads. This is a declining old beauty. When he saw it online, he thought that the A-City he wrote had to have such a lost fashion.
Song Chen's eyes fixed on the green sculpture in the center of the flower field, the heart-shaped green sculpture, and the name of the flower field was stacked with Rhodiola and Tsubasa.
"Xiao Chen's Flower".
A scene he wrote suddenly appeared in his mind. It was the annual Hanfu Day in City A. Song Chen, wearing Hanfu, was arrogant and wanton. He was photographed by everyone holding his mobile phones and ran past the streets with tall buildings on a horse. He was casual and casual, with a jasmine garland hanging on his neck.
Chapter completed!