long love becomes ill

Chapter 929 Apart from being too pretty, there are no other shortcomings

Qing Huan entered the house, and saw that the square yard was cleaned up, without a trace of weeds and trees, even the loquat tree in the middle of the yard had been pruned, and the tables and chairs that had been weathered earlier in the house had been cleared out. It was replaced with simple tables and chairs that fit the style of the old house.

Many of the earlier furniture were unusable, and all of them were replaced with new ones. The wood is thick and expensive.

Qing Huan shouted joyfully at Li Shenmu who had just entered the yard: "Ah Mu, come quickly."

When Li Shenmu came in, he paused, his phoenix eyes raised slightly, why isn't he called Husband by this name?

Mr. Li remembered that the older ones were not called husbands, and the younger ones were not called daddies, and suddenly felt a little headache. The revolution has not yet succeeded.

As soon as the man entered the house, he was pulled into the room.

"Did you pick all these furniture?" Qing Huan asked, looking at him with big black eyes.

The man skipped over all the furniture in the house, and his eyes stopped directly at the thick retro-style carved wooden bed in the house. With a smile on his lips, he said lightly: "I asked my grandfather, he has a lot of research on this kind of retro Chinese-style furniture. The bed was nice and firm.”

When exercising, you don't have to worry about the bed breaking.

The master has studied these Chinese furniture very well, just look at the whole set of red sandalwood decoration in the Li mansion.

Qing Huan saw that the doors and windows had been repaired, retaining the original architectural style, and probably hired first-class restoration technicians.

Qing Huan looked at the bare yard outside through the window, frowned and said, "It's just that the yard is too empty, so I need to transplant something. I remember there were many trees before?"

"It's all cut, how about planting flowers and plants for you?" The man hugged her from behind, and said dotingly: "What do you want to transplant? Let them send it over tomorrow."

"I have to think about it." Qing Huan nodded, and quickly went to the species of flowers and trees to be transplanted.

The town is relatively closed. Although the tourism industry has been vigorously developed in recent years, a pair of outstanding young men and women came to the town and moved into the old house that had been vacant for many years, and soon spread the word.

Aunt Wu on the opposite side came to knock on the door at night.

It's been going in and out, and it's been a week of construction. Aunt Wu has known for a long time that Qing Huan is coming back to live. When she heard that Qing Huan is back, she was a little happy.

Their family, Wu Bo, has been living alone, working in a big city, leaving early and returning late without having a girlfriend, and kept asking her about the little granddaughter of the grandma’s house across the street. Aunt Wu naturally knows what her son is thinking, besides Qing Huan She watched the child grow up, but he was too beautiful and had no other shortcomings.

The last time Qing Huan came and went in a hurry, there was no one in the house, and Aunt Wu didn't even have time to ask. Seeing this kind of movement this time, she probably wanted to live permanently, so she picked up twenty eggs from home, cut a piece of bacon, and killed it. He bought a hen, picked up some fresh vegetables, washed them and put them in a basket, and knocked on the door while making dinner.

The door of the courtyard was not closed. Aunt Wu looked at the brand-new house, which was repaired cleaner than their house, and revealed a kind of ancient charm, and her heart skipped a beat. She felt that it was also a house, where the young girl lived. different?

"Qing Huan, are you there? I'm Aunt Wu across the street." Aunt Wu called out with a smile.

When Aunt Wu entered the house, she saw a thin layer of woven flower blankets on the floor. The previous two-panel door was replaced by a four-panel sliding door. At the entrance was a half-person-high blue and white porcelain vase. The furnishings in the house are simple, with matching wooden tables, chairs and couch, it looks fresh and refined, pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)