The lights in the store were slightly dizzy, like a layer of gauze. The cello downstairs sounded, and the tunes were melodious.
Gu Nuanxi held her chin with her hands, and was in a daze when she was full.
Later, Jiang Chenshao got up, held her hand, and left the store with a rose.
"I can eat Western food and make me feel depressed. The tune makes me want to sleep. Husband, will you take me to Manxianglou next time? I like the atmosphere there."
Jiang Chenshao agreed.
When he returned home, the roses in Jiang Chenshao's hand instantly attracted Mr. Jiang's interest, "Oh, it's not bad. The second brother has grown his skills. He knows that he has bought roses for the Nuan Bazi, which is a great idea."
"What, Dad, this is the rose I gave to my husband."
"What?" Old Jiang stared at Jiang Chenshao, "You asked your wife to buy flowers for you, are you embarrassed to throw them away? Why are you embarrassed to carry flowers out? Go out and buy roses for the warm kids."
Gu Nuanxi bent down to change slippers with her husband's arm, and she said, "A handful of roses costs less than 600 yuan, but my husband took me a meal, and six thousand yuan is not enough. Compare it,
I'll take advantage of it."
"So the romantic date you mentioned was with my uncle." Jiangsu said.
Gu Nuanxi nodded, "Yes, if I had told you earlier, when my husband called you, you would give up all my surprises when he threatened you."
When he arrived home, Jiang Chenshao didn't say a word, but Gu Nuanxi's little mouth kept talking.
Mr. Jiang still felt that his son was like a woman, so he asked a girl to give her roses.
Gu Nuanxi said something that made people in the room feel warm. At the same time, she felt that this little girl’s view of marriage was very comfortable.
"Marriage is mutual. Women need to be nourished by flowers, gifts and surprises, and men also need it. Of course, marriage must be based on equality. If one party pays blindly, it is an unhappy marriage. The so-called appearance
Help, that is, he gives me his pampering, and at the same time, I give him my surprise."
Jiang Chenshao has frequently felt that he had married Baoer recently.
He hugged his talking wife in his arms, "Who told you this?"
"I realized it myself."
After Gu Nuanxi's words fell, Wei Aihua thought carefully about what she had done for her husband over the years, "It seems that I have never given you flowers to your elder brother."
On the contrary, Mayor Jiang, who is taciturn, will give his wife a small gift or flowers after work on Valentine's Day or the Chinese Valentine's Day.
Wei Aihua looked at her arrogant husband beside her, and the corners of her eyes were a little wet.
Seeing that his wife was about to collapse, Mayor Jiang hurriedly hugged Wei Aihua, "I don't need flowers. When I go home and see you well, I'm happier than anything I receive."
Gu Nuanxi realized that her sister-in-law had made her say guilty, and she immediately turned the topic back.
She pointed to Jiangsu where Ge You was lying on the sofa and said, "Sister-in-law, although you didn't give me flowers to your brother, you gave him the most precious gift in the world."
Wei Aihua and Mayor Jiang both looked at their son who was sitting on the sofa and not looking at him.
he?
Jiangsu also looked at his mother, then at his father, and finally looked at Gu Nuanxi who pointed at him.
Gu Nuanxi nodded, "Of course, you gave birth to a life for your elder brother for ten months. Isn't this the most precious gift? If I had a baby in my stomach, I would definitely not waste 580 to buy roses for my husband.
flower."
"Then when will you put a baby in your stomach?" Jiangsu asked.
Jiang Chenshao was also very curious about how his wife would answer this question.