My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

1275 Durga Puja-Durga Puja Calendar for year 1275

When I returned to the Celebrity Garden, the big yard was full of potted flowers bought from the flower shop. All the people in the Er family here were carrying the flower pots, because there were too many flowers and they couldn’t finish them all at once. Even blocking the road, Er Xiaofeng's motorcade could not enter the park.

Er Xiaofeng took Lin Yi out of the car and dragged her into the park on foot.

"Little Lord."

"Little Lord."

The subordinates who were busy moving flowers saw that Er Xiaofeng came back, and hurriedly said hello. Some people asked Er Xiaofeng incomprehensibly: "Why are the young masters buying so many flowers?"

Er Xiaofeng reminded Lin Yi to be careful not to touch those flower pots. After hearing the question from his subordinates, he replied, "Buy them for Lin Yilin."

Everyone:...

Lin Yi:...

Apart from Mu Chen and Er Donghao who bought flowers on a large scale, only Er Xiaofeng was the only one who did it more than 20 years ago.

Usually men buy flowers on a large scale for their women.

Mu Chen used a lot of flowers to take Zhang Xiao. Although Er Donghao had also put down a sea of ​​flowers, Zhang Xiao was already a wife at that time. No matter how deep his affection is, no matter how much he does, there is no way to get Zhang Xiao. s return.

Er Xiaofeng used these flowers to leave Lin Yi.

"The pots are lined up. Don't have one pot here and there, so that Lin Yi can shower the flowers." Er Xiaofeng reminded everyone to arrange the flower pots in a row so that Lin Yi could take care of the flowers.

"Yes."

Everyone slandered in their hearts: The young master is younger, and will please girls more than the master of the past.

Patriarch's favors are in vain, and the young master is a little better than the patron, and he doesn't fall in love with his wife.

Er Xiaofeng pulled Lin Yi into the house, "Lin Yi, you wash your hands first, I'll go to the kitchen to help you with soup, and after drinking the soup, you can spend an hour's money and then you can wash and sleep."

"Mr. Er, I'm not hungry."

Lin Yi ate with his brother in the hospital.

"I won't ask you to eat, just drink some soup, go wash your hands, don't waste Uncle Zhou's kindness, Uncle Zhou is best at stewing soup." Er Xiaofeng really went into the kitchen to serve soup, Lin Yi Quite helplessly to wash his hands.

As long as she enters the celebrity garden, Er Xiaofeng will use various excuses to coax her into drinking soup. Fortunately, the soup is delicious, even if she is not hungry, she can drink it.

There are no maids in the celebrity garden. The big men who are in charge of cooking are the big men. In order to take care of the patrons and young owners, they have to learn the cooking skills. Everyone is good at different things. For example, some people cook pork ribs and they specialize. Responsible for cooking ribs, some people cook the soup deliciously, they are responsible for the soup, some people cook the rice not too soft or too hard, and they are responsible for cooking the rice every day. They have a large number of people and work together, but they can compete with the chefs in the headquarters. Competition.

Lin Yi washed his hands and touched it into the restaurant. Er Xiaofeng was trying to see if the soup tasted good. When Lin Yi came, he greeted her: "Lin Yi, Uncle Zhou is stewing black chicken tonight. Soup, I saw that he used half a black-bone chicken, but only stewed such a bowl of soup. It's definitely the essence and it's very tonic. You come over and drink it while it's hot."

"Mr. Er, you can drink some too." She asked her to drink every time. She was very embarrassed when he watched by the side.

Er Xiaofeng smiled and said: "I am as strong as a cow, and after drinking it, I will become a pig."

Lin Yi followed with a smile, "Mr. Er's figure is very good." They hugged him, and she knew how his figure was. She was very strong and not fat at all.

Er Xiaofeng insisted that Lin Yi finish drinking the nourishing soup by himself, and said that if Lin Yi didn't drink it, he would feed her, and Lin Yi had to drink up the nourishing soup under his threat. Seeing that she had finished drinking the soup automatically and consciously, Er Xiaofeng glanced at her lips and smacked her lips inexplicably.

"Ba--Ba--"

Someone honked the horn outside.

Er Xiaofeng frowned first, then thought of something, and said casually: "My dad is back."

Lin Yi's hand holding the bowl tightened, and Er Xiaofeng saw it sharply, but she quickly recovered. She held the bowl and touched the kitchen to wash the dishes. Er Xiaofeng wanted to stop her. Thinking of what his father said, he let Lin Yi do some things within his capacity, lest she think she is his burden.

The road to the park was blocked, and Er Donghao had to get off the car. He walked in with a dark face and saw that everyone was carrying the potted flowers. He frowned and asked: "Where are so many potted plants? Flowers? The piles of the night are blocking the road here."

"Patriarch?"

"Patriarch?"

Everyone called Er Donghao unexpectedly, and Er Donghao's face was even darker. His driver just rang the car horn, but none of these **** heard him?

Er Donghao pointed at the potted flowers again and asked, "Who bought them? Brought back all the flowers from the flower shop?"

The man surnamed Zhou who helped Lin Yi stew a cup of black-bone chicken soup wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead and moved the potted flowers for half an hour. Even if the temperature dropped tonight, he was still sweating, "Patriarch, It was the young master who bought them back. The potted flowers in all the flower shops in City T have been emptied, and some of them have not been shipped back. Let's move these away first, and then we will move them back later."

Er Donghao frowned: "What the **** is he doing? Do you want to turn this place into a flower, grass and wood field?"

The Celebrity Garden is a garden-style villa garden with flowers and grasses, but it is mainly based on greenery. There are not many flowers. Lin Yi has a keen sense of smell and cannot smell too many flowers. There are not many flowers, so there is no need to ask someone to shower them.

The man surnamed Zhou replied: "The young master said he bought it for Miss Lin Yi."

Er Donghao: "... Does he really say that?" I learned Mu Chen's method of chasing his wife, um, more promising than him.

The question is, is Lin Yi worthy of his son?

Mu Chen bought a lot of potted flowers for Zhang Xiao, it's worth it.

The man surnamed Zhou nodded.

Er Donghao immediately left everyone behind and walked in with a dark face. As soon as he reached the door of the house, he coldly yelled: "Er Xiaofeng, get out of here!"

Lin Yi, who was washing the bowl in the kitchen, heard Er Donghao's loud drink. With a shake of his hand, the bowl slipped off. Fortunately, it fell into the sink. The bowl was full of water so that the bowl was not broken.

"Dad, did you come back when the old light bulb? Is there enough power? Is the light bulb bright enough? Did you pierce my Uncle Mu's eyes?" Er Xiaofeng seemed to have not seen his father's dark face, he walked forward with a smile Go thoughtfully to help father take off his coat.

Er Donghao banged his head fiercely and scolded him: "You prodigal, why do you buy so many flowers? Do you want to turn my celebrity garden into a garden of flowers and plants? The garden is full of flowers. There are so many flowers, so many bees and butterflies, and many mosquitoes."

Er Xiaofeng was not angry after being scolded by his father. He still smiled. He cordially hooked his father's shoulders and said cordially: "Dad, I am doing this for your own good. I will buy so many flowers and raise them. , When the flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring, don’t you just have an excuse to invite my Aunt Zhang Xiao to come over to enjoy the flowers and tea? By then, I will be mad at Uncle Mu again. Not only are there flowers in their Mu’s yard, but our celebrities’ garden There are also flowers."