After having breakfast at the hotel in the morning, Zhan Shaoyin called the driver to come and pick them up and go home.

Because it happened to be a Sunday, there was nothing going on in his company, and she didn't have to go to class.

The weather was good, too, and she took some gardening tools to the small garden in the afternoon to take care of the flowers and plants she had planted.

The general and Pea followed her to the garden and played with butterflies on the grass.

Zhan Shaoyin finished his body, took a shower in a short answer, and when he came down, he saw Song Huayi bending over to prune the flower branches.

She wore her pale purple court-style nightdress, her hair was simply tied behind her head with a rubber band, and strands of hair fell from her ears to block her face.

The sleeves of the nightdress were originally long balloon sleeves, presumably for the convenience of work, and she pulled the sleeves high to her arms.

The morning sun was golden and soft on her, and her skin could really be said to be white, but she could faintly see the bruise mark he had accidentally left on her arm last night.

"Need help?"

Zhan Shaoyin walked up behind her and asked her.

Song Huayi didn't hear his footsteps, and after he asked, she found out about his arrival, looked up at him, pointed to the kettle on the side and said, "You can help me water the flowers." ”

Zhan Shaoyin looked at the kettle, and then looked at the flowers and plants in the yard, the kettle was about seven or eight liters, and the yard was not big, not small, but also fifty or sixty square meters, when would this pot be watered

"All of this must be poured out"

"Of course, it's hard to water one without watering another

It's all my own birth, how can I be so partial."

"You've been pouring this before"

"That's not the case."

When she answered him, she had already picked up the scissors and continued to prune the branches carefully.

Zhan Shaoyin didn't pick up the kettle, but said, "You cut it first, I'll go out and buy something." ”

Seeing him turn around and walk away, Song Huayi said that he was "too lazy to die, so you can make excuses for watering flowers"

But she didn't expect him to come to help, after all, he had barely taken care of the little garden since she planted the flowers.

Of course, it wasn't all taken care of by herself, and the stage flowers that had just been planted at the beginning were still delicate after all, so she asked the experienced flower farmers at home to come and help take care of them.

Now that the flowers are almost all in the soil, it is not so troublesome to take care of.

After about ten minutes, I didn't see Zhan Shaoyin come back, and I didn't know where to go.

When Song Huayi entered the house to drink water, he looked in the house and made sure that he had gone out.

I'm still muttering in my heart, isn't it just for him to water a flower

Isn't it too much trouble, is it necessary to find an excuse to run outside?

Song Huayi went back to the house to trim the remaining flower branches, and the general and peas were tired of playing, and lazily lay on the grass and wagged their tails in the sun.

Suddenly, the general stood up and ran in a certain direction.

Then Song Huayi heard the sound of a car coming from the parking area, and the general did run straight towards the parking area.

Guessing that it should be Zhan Shaoyin coming back, Song Huayi put down the scissors in his hand and looked at it.

When I arrived at the parking area, I saw Zhan Shaoyin standing in the trunk of the car, bending down to hold something from inside.

"What are you going out to buy?"

When Song Huayi asked, he saw Zhan Shaoyin take out some >> of different materials from the trunk

water pipe materials, and some metal appliances.

When he saw her coming, he handed her the water pipe material in his hand and "Take it to the garden." ”

I didn't know what he was going to do, and I didn't know what he was calling her for, but the hands had already taken the hose he had handed him.

He closed the trunk and walked into the house, and Song Huayi stood in place for two seconds before returning to the garden.

When she walked back to the garden, Zhan Shaoyin walked out with a toolbox and beckoned to her, "Take it." ”

Song Huayi walked over and wanted to ask him what he was doing, but he saw that he had already used pliers to wring the faucet of the sink that was rarely used outside the house, and gestured against the wall with the rolling paper, and then at the water pipe, looking quite professional.

Song Huayi also realized that he was probably going to renovate this faucet, and then he could directly carry the water pipe to water the flowers in the future, instead of lifting it one pot at a time.

After realizing this, Song Huayi's little resentment towards him dissipated.

I didn't expect him to have this skill, and the operation is quite skilled, obviously he has experience in this area before.

Song Huayi stood next to him, he didn't know anything about this, and he couldn't help him, but he just wanted to stare at him who kept exuding charm at the moment.

In ten minutes or so, the faucet was remodeled, he went back to the house, opened the sluice, walked up to the bush she had trimmed with a long pipe, and said, "Isn't that much more convenient." ”

Song Huayi smiled, but muttered, "Why didn't you think of this method earlier."

Hurt me to return a pot of water together. ”

"I didn't expect you to be so stupid, I can't even think of this way."

Song Huayi snorted, reached out and grabbed the water pipe in his hand, "I'll pour it, you make lunch today." ”

"Didn't grandpa say you liked swinging when you were a kid"

"Ahh

The conversation suddenly turned away, and before Song Huayi could react, he was stunned for a moment and frowned and said, "Don't change the topic, hurry up and cook."

At the end, she muttered again, "Why did Grandpa tell you this?"

Zhan Shaoyin smiled: "Grandpa also said that you are four years old and still wetting the bed in the kindergarten." ”

"Not me"

She flatly denied it, but her red cheeks betrayed the truth of the matter.

Zhan Shaoyin didn't continue to tease her, lowered his head to take the weeds sticking to the hem of her skirt, and asked her "What do you want to eat"

Song Huayi: "Just have meat." ”

"What kind of fat have you become, and you still eat meat every day."

He muttered to her, and his steps were already walking towards the house.

Song Huayi looked down at her figure, how fat she was

She admits that she weighed in the double digits when she married him, but now she's just over 100 years old

Although he said so, when Song Huayi took care of the yard and entered the house, the table was already on the table with the braised pork belly she liked to eat.

To be precise, what she likes is the pork belly he burns, and it won't get tired at all, but because it is fatty meat with more fat, he rarely chooses to make this dish when he is fit.

There will be such a thing as pork belly in the refrigerator, and it only appeared after she married him.

She thinks that he has brought a lot of changes to his living habits, and if the two of them really don't have a fate to come to the end, he should think of her from time to time in the future

Of course, two people can go on forever and turn each other's habits into a tacit understanding, which is the result that Song Huayi wants most.