Qing Jun

Ye Donglin recognized a shocking thunderbolt, which sent Ye Boyu's soul flying into the sky.Bai Roumei was better, she was mentally prepared, and even knew who Ye Donglin was dating, but Ye Boyu was completely unprepared, he was completely drunk.

Bai Roumei was still worried about her eldest son, but now that she saw Ye Boyu like this, she didn't care about other things, and turned around to comfort her husband.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. Dong Lin has had his own opinions since he was a child. When did he let us worry about it? He likes men or women, and it's not his own choice. It's fate."

"But……"

"But what? Don't tell me you still look down on your son?" Bai Roumei became angry, "I can tell you, no matter what Donglin is, he is still our son!"

Bai Roumei knew Ye Boyu very well. When she saw that her husband was not as violent as expected, she knew that there was still room for change. Her arrogance rose all of a sudden. All eight martial arts were used, and Ye Boyu was never given a chance to speak.

"I don't expect anything else. You also know that our family is different now. The whole family has to follow Xiaojun to learn how to cultivate. It is not certain that we will have any achievements in the future. Since the problem of children can be solved, I will do everything else." I don't care about it anymore." This is what Bai Roumei figured out by herself. When Xiaojun's accident happened, she thought that as long as the family lived well, she would not ask for anything else. Although the eldest son liked men, it was unacceptable at first. But now this kind of thing is not so uncommon, and after checking so much information, for the sake of my son, I have to look at it even if I can't see it.

"You've finished talking, what else can I say." Ye Boyu was overwhelmed by Bai Roumei's words, but after so many years his wife got used to it, he couldn't say serious words, he just rubbed his sore Temple, "Okay, I understand what you mean, I will talk to Donglin again, is it okay?"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Bai Roumei paused, "You must speak well, but don't scold him, he doesn't want to do this, and I have to blame him for being like this." After saying this, Bai Roumei's eyes turned red up.

Seeing her sad face, Ye Boyu became anxious, hugged his wife and said: "What did you say, that is also my son, how can I blame you? Don't cry, let the child see the joke."

In his arms, the red-eyed Bai Roumei showed a smug smile.

She knew that this man didn't want to see her cry.

Because of Bai Roumei's relationship, Ye Boyu's attitude eased somewhat, and later he took Ye Donglin to talk alone in the study for a long time, and he didn't know what the father and son said. He turned a blind eye to Ye Donglin's matter.

Ye Qingjun, who had been paying attention to the development of the situation, did not eavesdrop on their conversation, but he was relieved by the change in the atmosphere at home. Seeing his father's attitude and Ye Donglin's rare smiling face, he also knew that his elder brother should have passed this test. Yes, but it seems that the matter between him and Qu Xi has not been exposed yet?

Ye Qingjun couldn't figure out what Ye Donglin was thinking, and he didn't plan to figure it out, as long as he knew that when preparing his body for the system in the future, he would use the blood of these two people.

In golden autumn in October, cinnamon is fragrant.

A Osmanthus osmanthus was also transplanted in the yard of the Ye family. Perhaps because of the transplantation, the development time was a few days later than other osmanthus of the same kind, but the small orange-red flowers bloomed densely and densely, and the aroma was particularly strong. , can be spread far and not pungent.

When some small flowers appeared on the Osmanthus osmanthus, Ye Zhiqiu thought about picking osmanthus. Seeing it blooming and withering like this, Ye Zhiqiu felt it was a pity, so he wanted to pick all the flowers, so that they could be used to make cakes and wine. Used to make homemade sweet-scented osmanthus oil.

This is Ye Zhiqiu who is tossing about by himself, not allowing the servants at home to help, but only dragging Ye Qingjun along.

The National Day of the [-]th is approaching, and all schools will be on holiday, so the time is free when there is no class. Originally, the whole family will go out for a trip at this time of the year, maybe abroad or just take a walk around the country, but this year there is no one at home. It's time.

Standing on the ladder on tiptoe, she plucked a bunch of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers hidden among the leaves, and smelled it with her nose. The sweet smell made Ye Zhiqiu smile knowingly, and she turned to look at Ye Qingjun: "I'll finish picking this flower today." , I don’t want to leave it to others to spoil it.”

The scale of "future" is getting bigger and bigger every day, but there are only a few people in charge at the top. Now even Bai Roumei has to follow her husband to help the company. It's not her turn to worry about the company's affairs. Now that she's in good health and started to practice again, the hidden dangers are gone. Naturally, she can't just stand by when the company is so busy.

Not only is the company busy, but now more and more people want to make friends with the Ye family, and their level is also high, so they need to pay more attention to communication, so taking advantage of the National Day, the Ye family decided to hold a banquet to deal with those who inquire about the news of the Ye family. People, by the way, expand your communication.Many friends and many paths, friends are never too many, it is better than many enemies.

Because there were too many people to invite, there was no room for them in the room, so Bai Roumei clapped her hands and simply arranged to line up in the open air instead of renting a place outside, as their garden was very suitable.

That's why Ye Zhiqiu said this.

Ye Zhiqiu was speechless: "It's not as bad as you said."

Although there is only one osmanthus tree, it is an old transplanted tree. It is a full six meters high, five meters wide, and twelve centimeters in diameter. For such a big tree, they have to use ladders to pick it. , if other people can't even touch the flowers, they won't just climb the tree directly, right?

"If you don't spoil this one, it might be something else. There are a lot of plants in the yard, and my mother is going to wear flowers for the female guests who come. How much do you have to pick?" Ye Zhiqiu felt a little distressed. Because of Ye Qingjun's formation, the flowers bloom very well, and every flower is genuine, but when Ye Qingjun was fiddling with the drawings, he said that flowers should not be too many, so there are most trees in the garden. Although there are many varieties of flowers, the number is small, especially those that bloom in this season. There are only a few kinds that come and go, each of which does not exceed ten plants, and there are many customers. All the gorgeous flowers were picked off.

"Mom won't touch the flowers in the garden. I saw her call the flower shop to order flowers." Ye Qingjun said.

Ye Zhiqiu was relieved when he heard it, and smiled, "Really, it seems that I misunderstood it. I also thought that my mother liked those flowers very much, so why would I pick them all?"

Ye Qingjun thought for a while, and then said: "But I still have to pick a few flowers, the flowers outside are not as good as ours." And the most important guests can't be neglected.

"As long as it's not all picked." Ye Zhiqiu shrugged, it didn't matter, then she raised her head and reached out to pick the flowers again, but this time it didn't go so smoothly. On the nearest branch, a sparrow was sitting there, a pair of small beans Staring at Ye Zhiqiu, he refused to leave even if the branches under his feet were shaken.

If you look carefully, there is not only this one sparrow on this osmanthus tree, but dozens of them, together with those flying in the sky, in fact, around the siblings, there are flocks of sparrows. There are people who don't know each other.

Ye Zhiqiu had no choice but to change the place with his outstretched hand, and said to Ye Qingjun, "What about the small residents in our family? None of them know how to hide from people. What if they are caught?"

"They're so smart, that's why you and I are here, if it's Big Brother and the others, these birds will run away without a trace." Ye Qingjun laughed.

Ye Zhiqiu thought so too, chuckled, and with a crisp whistle sound, he waved at the sparrow, and the sparrow automatically flew to her hand, chirping non-stop.

Ye Qingjun: "My sister's beast control skills are getting better and better."

Ye Zhiqiu raised his head, looked proud, and smiled cleverly: "That's right, I worked very hard, and I meditated and practiced kung fu every night."

Ever since the spiritual root was tested with a crystal ball, the Ye family members have chosen the top-level exercises that suit them and started to practice. The exercises are provided by the system, guided by Ye Qingjun, and assisted by the system. There is more and more aura radiating outside, and now the aura of the Ye family is vastly different than before, so their cultivation base can increase rapidly, and it is no worse than the new outer disciples before, just like Ye A genius like Qing Jun cannot be compared.

Although Ye Qingjun also told them that everyone's cultivation base is at most like Jindan Nascent Soul, but the Ye family is also satisfied. After cultivating Jindan, they can live for hundreds of years longer, and Nascent Soul is longer. The life expectancy of ordinary people is already unattainable. They didn't even dare to think about it before. Now that they have such an adventure because of Ye Qingjun, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand, letting the sparrow in his hand fly away, the corner of his mouth was full of sweetness, like a dream in the sun, and a white dress made her look like a fairy descending to earth.

From a distance, one person was amazed.