Her father is a teacher

The company couldn't wait, Zheng Nianchu hurried back, dealt with the relevant matters, explained the matters that had to be face-to-face, and returned to Huaihai City when he was discharged from the hospital.

Yu Sanyue was busy with work, so she could only spare time on weekends. Fortunately, Yu Jiayue resigned directly on the phone after receiving the company's urging call, which made her father so angry that his voice was raised several times.

"Is it so easy to find a job! If you don't do it, don't do it!"

"It's easy to find a job. A company that doesn't even allow you to ask for leave. Why should I stay here?" After finishing speaking, she pointed to Zheng Nianchu with her eyes.

He signaled several times but did not get the response he deserved.

"Hey!"

Only then did Zheng Nianchu raised her head from her sofa: "Okay, let me ask for you."

This made Yu Tang feel very embarrassed, although he really wanted Zheng Nianchu to help him, but there was still a lot of concessions in his mouth: "Nianchu, don't worry about her."

"It's okay, Uncle, I'll just ask her a few questions."

"Hiss," Yu Tang felt something was wrong and quickly reacted, "Oh, how could I remember... didn't you call me uncle before?"

Lin Sheng got up from the sofa: "She yelled after me."

"It doesn't matter what you shout." Fu Huai'an came out of the bathroom with a basin of clothes in his arms. Seeing this, Yu Tang didn't care about it anymore. He nodded, took the clothes and walked to the balcony.

After dinner, the two of them went back to their own homes. When they saw beautiful flowers on the way, Lin Sheng always wanted to pick one.

"Fortunately, you are a child of the teacher's family," Zheng Nianchu scolded her, "Can't you even understand the words on the wooden sign?"

There are a series of small wooden signs, three or four can be seen with good eyesight, and the slogans are the same, and I don’t know how many times I have copied them in elementary school homework.

However, Lin Sheng always had her reasons: "I am a wild flower. When the gardener comes, he wants to cut the weeds and roots. I only pluck the flowers, but I am not decisive enough."

I picked two more dandelions.

Zheng Nianchu couldn't say no, so he continued walking.

Back at the entrance of the staff building and the alley of the junior high school, Lin Sheng stopped again, his eyes coveting the unopened pink roses and red roses.The small buds are wrapped in dark blue stipules, with strong bright colors exposed in the sharp jagged teeth.

"Hey," Zheng Nianchu stopped in front of Lin Sheng, blocking her greedy gaze, "This must not be a wild flower."

Lin Sheng walked around her nimbly, and came face to face with the flowers of various colors.

"This rose plant was originally here to serve the teachers, but how can it only be appreciated by the teachers in the building in front of me? I picked a few branches and put them in a bottle to let the teachers in our building also appreciate them. Appreciate it."

"Pfft—" Zheng Nianchu finally couldn't hold back his laughter, "Can you stop being so serious."

"When did I become a comedian in your eyes? You laugh whenever I speak." As he spoke, he took out the knife he had installed at some point and cut a few branches. "But it's okay, if it makes you happy, I'll be a comedian honestly."

Zheng Nianchu didn't continue talking.

You see, cultural people have many reasons.

There are also many love words.

The few flower branches were wrapped with thorny branches by the small advertisement that Lin Sheng had conveniently uncovered from the wall next to them, and the small wild flowers that were picked at random before were also placed on them with uneven lengths and short lengths, which made Lin Sheng look as beautiful as spring flowers.

Zheng Nianchu was helpless and amused, and let her mess around.

When he got home, Fu Huaining saw her and asked Cai what they were doing, but she didn't bring up those nonsense reasons anymore.

She pushed open the door of her grandfather's bedroom, walked straight to the small balcony, and came to the two pots of roses they planted.

"Hey hey!" Zheng Nianchu's attitude was more intense this time, he opened his hands to stop Lin Sheng, and protected the two potted flowers behind his back. "You stop for me!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Sheng asked innocently.

For the first time, Zheng Nian was not bewitched by her harmless expression. "Tell me clearly what you want to do."

"As you can see, I'm going to pick that pink flower." Lin Sheng took it for granted.

The pink flower she mentioned refers to the only pink rose seedling behind Zheng Nianchu.The flowers are as big as an apple, and the shape is the most popular perfect shape in flower shops. It has not yet reached the state of full bloom, just like the most youthful period of life, with the most prosperous and gorgeous posture.

Just kidding, cut it?

Isn't that the whole plant is bald!

Because of the lazy and frugal flowering habit of this flower, it will take another month for the next flower to appear, so how can you just cut it off.

"Teachers can smell it when it's here, no need to cut it."

Zheng Nianchu was puzzled, why is it so difficult for Lin Sheng to go crazy?Reorganized after logic necrosis, what he said sounded reasonable and obviously problematic.

Really serious nonsense.

Lin Sheng stared at her maliciously, making her a little scared. "What's wrong?"

"Then don't cut it."

"what?"

"As you wish, then I won't cut it."

Huh?Obviously, talking didn't work before, why is it getting better now.Zheng Nianchu frowned and thought, seeing Lin Sheng bypassing her, he became alert again!

"Are you going to cut it?"

Lin Sheng didn't even look at her, and handed the small knife in his pocket to her hand, as expected he didn't intend to cut it.

After confiscating the tools used to commit the crime, Zheng Nianchu was relieved, and followed Lin Sheng to see what tricks she was up to.

I saw that she first put the roses into the flower pot that was watered in the morning, and then put white wild thistles, yellow dandelions, blue wild flower petals and small privet fruits picked from the ground on it, with a serious expression. The posture of flower arrangement.

It's pretty good, Zheng Nianchu thought, Lin Sheng is really good at everything.

After finishing all this, Lin Sheng moved the flower pot far away to examine it carefully, and adjusted a little detail.Finally nodded.In the end, she picked up this strange flower arrangement, turned around and said to Zheng Nianchu: "For you."

Zheng Nianchu was taken aback.

The bright sunshine behind is the background, the flowers of May, the sound of forest in May.

Hey, cultural people, you don't even need to say love words.