He Is Warmer Than Time

Cao Feng sighed and touched her face affectionately: "It doesn't matter if you move out, the people here have too long mouths and always like to talk about others. If you move out, your ears will become clean."

Mu Mian felt a little confused: "What about you? How about you and dad?"

"Your dad and I have lived here for decades, Mianmian, we are used to these people."

Mu Mian squeezed her hand: "One day, I will take you with Dad."

In this home, the eldest mother has always been around, there are long-tongue women neighbors, and a grandfather who is about to be discharged from the hospital.

Their family can't stay in this Sanyuan Lane.

She will take her parents away, she must take her parents away.

Her house is halfway through, and it will be finished in a while, so that the formaldehyde in the house will dissipate, and then she can move in.

She would find a reason for her parents to agree to move in.

Perhaps, she doesn't need to find a reason at all. After all, her aunt and grandfather are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they will always find something to do for their family.

In mid-September, in the morning, the sun was shining brightly at the Damuqiao Flower and Bird Market, and Han Ping, accompanied by Aunt Lin, went together to buy some bouquets to decorate Tang Ji'an's house.

Han Ping asked a lot about Aunt Lin. Aunt Lin is also well-informed. She knows what to say and what not to say. She knows in her heart, and said something about it. Generally, Ji’an treats Mu Mian well, but Mu Mian’s child He is also a kind and good boy.

Han Ping glanced at her and said softly, "What? Afraid of Ji'an's child?"

Aunt Lin was in a dilemma, but she could only say, "Madam, what I said was what I saw. You have also seen it. Mu Mian is indeed a well-behaved child and respects his elders."

Han Ping snorted softly without saying much.

Not far away, Zhong Qi stopped the car, and suddenly saw Mrs. Su's voice, his jaw dropped in shock.

The next day was the birthday of the dean’s wife. She originally wanted to buy a bunch of flowers for the dean’s wife.

But I didn't think...

Does this fate imply something?

She straightened her clothes and hair quickly, ran forward hurriedly, and put on the most intelligent and well-behaved smile: "Mrs. Su, it's a coincidence."

Han Ping looked up and quickly said, "You are Prosecutor Zhong."

Zhong Qi was a little bit happy in her heart. Mrs. Su actually remembered her, which is a good sign.

She nodded quickly: "Well, it's a coincidence that I came here to buy flowers, and I ran into you here."

Han Ping chatted with her for a few words. Zhong Qi was afraid that if he talked too much, it would appear that he was interested in friendship. Maybe such a big figure would doubt if he followed her and lowered the good impression of her.

Quickly said: "Madam, I have to buy my own flowers, so I won't accompany you."

For a few small talks, there is no other purpose, Zhong Qi did it cleanly, not letting anyone talk.

Han Ping's jaw slightly: "Well, go."

When Zhong Qi disappeared, Han Ping said softly: "This girl from the procuratorate seems to like our family Ji'an too."

Aunt Lin smiled: "Second Young Master is so good, with a prominent background, strong abilities, and there are so many little girls who like him."

Han Ping's tone was somewhat sarcasm: "The girl thought that if she had a few money at home, she could climb our Ji'an, really...I don't know what to say."

The only official wives of prominent backgrounds can come to her eyes, naturally only the official wives of comparable family background.

Zhong Qi, he has made a mistake.