Chapter 1473: From Expectation to Disappointment

The first time the little guy did such a thing, he was full of curiosity to even dig a hole with a small shovel.

With Jun Moyan with him, the little guy did a good job, and the flower seedlings were successfully planted, and they were planted very well.

When he was drinking water and resting, the little guy had the courage to ask Jun Moyan: "Dad, what flowers does Mom like?" ”

Jun Mo Yan's hand covered the soil for a moment, and a few images flashed in his mind......

It was Wen Xiaoai who was happy and liked when she described Ziqiong to him, and when he was in the underworld, she was surprised when he took her to see Manzhu Sahua.

Purple Qiong or Manju Sawa?

Purple Qiong has nothing to do with him, and Manju Sawa ...... During that time in the underworld, Wen Xiaoai was actually not happy at all.

"As long as An An and Dad planted it, Mom will like it." Jun Moyan replied to him like this.

"Really?" The little one was very happy.

"Hmm." Jun Mo Yan responded to him.

"Daddy drink water." After the little guy drank the water, he handed the water bottle to Jun Moyan and brought it to his mouth.

"Okay." Jun Moyan took the water bottle and took a sip.

The little one is more motivated, tired and panting, sweating profusely, not shouting tired, not lazy and not saying that he wants to rest.

The sun is getting hotter and brighter, there is no shade here, Jun Moyan is digging a pit with a shovel, and a shadow suddenly falls above his head, and then the hat is put on his head.

He looked at the little guy who had put his hat on and crouched down again to get a small shovel, and the little guy smiled at him.

"Daddy wear it for a while." The little one said.

Jun Moyan, who originally wanted to return the hat to him, heard his words and accepted the hat.

The father and son worked hard all morning, and after watering the seedlings, they packed up their things and went back to lunch.

After eating lunch and resting for a while, seeing that the little guy didn't want to take a nap, Jun Moyan took him again.

After a busy day, he was too tired to do anything, but the little guy enjoyed it, and for the first time, he ate so fragrant dinner, and ate a bowl full of rice.

At night, the little guy also went to bed early, probably really tired, and worried about getting up early tomorrow.

This night, the little guy did not sleepwalk, and slept until dawn, which was a surprise for Jun Moyan.

In the next few days, Jun Mo Yan's company didn't go, so he took the little guy to plant flowers at home.

The father and son worked hard for more than a week before they finally planted the two new gardens, during which the seedlings were replaced with two batches of fresh ones, the father and son tanned a degree, and the father and son also got a lot closer to each other in the past few days.

Looking at the new garden full of flower seedlings, the little guy took his little shovel, full of a sense of accomplishment, and began to look forward to Wen Xiaoai's return, looking forward to Wen Xiaoai's surprise when he saw these flowers.

After the flowers were planted, the little guy took on the responsibility of taking care of these flowers again, and he didn't follow Jun Moyan to the company anymore, he chose to stay at home and take care of the flowers as his job.

He watered the seedlings every day, loosened the soil for them, and took care of both sides, and he was not tired of running back and forth dozens of times a day.

When Jun Moyan comes back in the evening, he will take Jun Moyan to take a look.

Because they were planted with flower seedlings, some of them still had buds, so within a few days, those buds bloomed, and the little guy was so surprised that he thought that when they all bloomed, his mother would definitely come back.

As the days passed, almost all the seedlings were hung with buds, and half of them had already bloomed, but the little one did not feel that his mother would come back at all.

While he is looking forward to it more and more, the loss is also growing in the bottom of his heart.