If the whole family is disgusted by the fourth brother when he comes back, that's not the case.

Bu Hui, who had just returned to the room, heard the barking of dogs in the yard. He knew that the fourth uncle was back, so he quietly went downstairs and stood on the stairs and looked down.

Fan Qing entered the house with a red face. Only Yao Sujuan knew why. The third brother and sister couldn't eat a few days ago. She was caught and vomited several times. When she went to Fan Qing's room at night, she found out that she was pregnant. She didn't know what eyes the fourth brother had. It was so poisonous that the men in the family couldn't see anything. He could tell at a glance that Fan Qing was fat...

It is rare that he, a busy business man, went home for dinner today.

Yao Sujuan was thinking that the dog barking in the yard became more and more fierce. In the night, a man slowly walked towards the main hall, jumping and rubbing at his feet, and then ran wildly. The skewers of the local dogs that had seen the owner try to please him.

This man is still unscrupulous. He is wearing a long and wide black coat that he never changes for many years. He holds cigarettes in his mouth and walks through a cluster of clusters of old men with long legs. He usually carries the flowers carefully and blooms brightly. He doesn't know how many branches he has broken. Sometimes he is blocked by a dog. He stretches out his legs and kicks it a few times.

"Uncle Fourth!"

The tall man with straight shoulders and waist was not yet walking into the house, Bu Hui had already run out and called the man. He heard the sound and raised his head, revealing a handsome face, and some cigarette butts were poured out from his mouth.

The man got closer and closer, and was dyed with a bright color by the lights in the house. His appearance and facial features broke out from the night. It can be seen that he was a big taller than Bu Hui, with much wider shoulders, thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and slender lips. Among the three brothers of the Bu family, they looked the most like the deceased old mother, with brightest eyes and long eyelashes.

According to Mr. Bu, "I have experienced experience, and the more I have become more and more beautiful, and the youngest will follow me, and he has summarized the good looks of my parents." However, the next sentence is: "I look like a good person, and I am like a hooligan with a smile."

The old man was right. When the man walked into the house, he saw his nephew standing at the door waiting for him. A smile immediately appeared on his face. He lazily stretched out a big hand and rubbed Bu Hui's hair. His peach blossom eyes were already shiny. At this time, his eyes were filled with a lazy look, and he was still holding a cigarette in his mouth, so he really didn't smile like a good person.

Bu Xiao casually patted his nephew's head: "Every time I run out with the dog to pick me up, it won't hurt you."

Bu Hui also smiled and threw his fist at Uncle Fourth's shoulder, but he was almost overturned without fail. With a "Ouch" sound, he started to hum in pain.

"Uncle Fourth, at least, let me attack successfully..." Bu Hui was growing tall. Now he changed his clothes at home, and he looked even thinner. His ankles were thinner than those of the older girl. He stood up straight and stroked his clothes, annoyed that he failed to attack his uncle for the more than 10,000 times.

"I want to hit me, but you're still a little tender." Bu Xiao hugged his nephew's shoulder and walked into the house, saying, "Tie your hair first."

The uncle and nephew walked into the house with their arms around each other, and kept muttering some jokes in a low voice. Xiao Hui laughed secretly when he heard it, and the male duck's voice was harsh when he laughed. Sure enough, before the uncle and nephew entered the house, they heard Yao Sujuan shouting in a sharp voice.

"Fourth brother, look at you! Xiao Hui is so old, you are so old, and you are still together!" Yao Sujuan couldn't stand it anymore and waved to her son: "You go do your homework, don't learn from your fourth uncle. He is smart. He played every day and got into a good university, but now his business is getting bigger. He chased after him all day and drove a group of little girls to be your little aunt. With your brain, you still learn from him. What can you do?"

Bu Xiao couldn't help laughing twice as he heard his sister-in-law teasing him, and then said smoothly: "Sister-in-law, if there are so many beauties and behind me, I still need you to introduce me to someone so hard?"

Yao Sujuan remembered the experience of introducing her brother-in-law to her blind dates several times. She was fine if she didn't think about it, but she became even more angry when she thought about it: "Isn't you not like you? You don't even look down on many big daughters in front of you, and you don't know what kind of girl you like..."

Bu Xiao couldn't help but lower his head and smiled suddenly. His pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed into a charming arc. When he walked into the house, he patted his nephew's shoulder and asked him to go upstairs.

The moment the fourth brother entered the house, the antique old bell rang seven times in the luxurious living room.

"Why are you sitting here with big eyes? My sister-in-law doesn't give you food?" After seeing Bu Hui off, Bu Xiao walked into the living room, with a smile on his face and said, and walked to the rattan chair and was about to sit down, he raised his eyes and looked at Fan Qing on the sofa opposite, and then he twisted the cigarette in his mouth into the ashtray.

Yao Sujuan saw his actions and immediately understood that the fox's eyes were so poisonous that he could not hide anything from him. She continued his words half-jokingly: "Oh, fourth brother, why did you say this? Why did you blame me if you don't have food to eat? I am our old mother?"

Bu Xiao's bright black eyes smiled a little stronger when he saw Yao Sujuan's angry expression. He sat in the rattan chair loudly and raised his long legs: "Okay, sister-in-law, you are sharp-tongued, I can't say that, I'd better learn to read the newspaper from my elder brother."

"Go!" Yao Sujuan was amused and laughed loudly.

Bu Jingsheng showed his eyes from the back of the evening newspaper that day and glanced at his unscrupulous fourth brother.

"This is not that I don't give everyone food, it's the old man." Yao Sujuan smiled, stood up from the sofa, and stroked her wrinkled skirt: "Isn't the girl from the Yu family here? She's talking to the old man in the study... But it's seven o'clock, I'd better go up and take a look, it's time to start dinner..."

After Yao Sujuan finished speaking, she hurriedly ran up the stairs again.

Bu Xiao leaned back, leaning his back against the cushion in the rattan chair, crossing his legs casually. When he heard what his sister-in-law said, his eyes passed over several lush potted plants and looked towards the second floor. He thought about it, and then a smile appeared on his lips. A big palm touched the head of the dog at his feet and rubbed his hair.

The local dog completely lost his vicious appearance to Bu Hui just now, and was extremely gentle. At this time, he seemed to sense the good mood of his master again. He wagged his tail and licked Bu Xiao's trousers' legs.

But after sitting for a few minutes, Bu Xiao gently patted the Tugo's head and stood up from the rattan chair.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing?" Fan Qing, who was peeling apples, saw him standing up and walking towards the stairs, and asked.

"I'll go up and take a look, too."

^

When Yao Sujuan listened to the matter of the wall, she really never did much on weekdays.

She is stingy and likes to be straightforward in everything. Her temperament is quite similar to the second sister who was raised by a boy from the Bu family since childhood, so the two of them are most acquaintances. They have always hated women behind their backs and gossiping. However, when they went to the second floor, they didn't know why, when they heard the sound, they couldn't help but slow down and walked on tiptoe, for fear that the soft and gentle sound would be disturbed.

As he listened, Yao Sujuan was amazed. Usually, Mr. Bu talked to his children at home, and everyone was impatient with his butts. Why was this little girl only seventeen or eighteen years old able to chat with the old man for so long, and she didn't move for a while, just like she was in a fixed position.

"Oh? I really don't know about Huiping's family. How can you know so much if you are such a young girl?" Mr. Bu's vicissitudes and his old voice rang out.

"When I was young, I liked to sleep with my grandma. At night, the old man would sleep less and tossed and turned. If I got up occasionally, the quilt was cold in the south on winter nights, and when I returned to the quilt, I always felt cold. I let my grandma hug her, and for a while, I couldn't sleep. At that time, in order to coax me to sleep, my grandma would talk to me about the past. I almost listened to a few words, fragments, and later I remembered them all..." Yu Wei's voice was still as gentle as usual. When she said these words, it exuded a sweet and lingering glutinous place. The soft voice of her voice was so indescribable that it made people want to listen.

Yao Sujuan also raised her ears.

"I heard that my great-grandfather had more than 100 acres of land in the countryside at that time, and opened a gold and silver hand-dressing shop and a silk and satin shop in the city. After the liberation, the land was modified to form the ingredients, and of course the ingredients were not good. The landlord and capitalist, grandma at that time..."

The girl could even talk about the past when she talked about the past. Yao Sujuan walked towards the study while listening. The door was open, and the lights in the corridor were not turned on, and a large area of ​​dizzy yellow lights sprinkled out of the room. When she looked into the room, she saw Yu Wei sitting peacefully on the sofa, with a layer of soft gold, and a slight erect. Her sharp nose looked very cute in the light, but her whole body was calm, like water, slowly flowing out the smell of calmness.

I don’t know how long I listened to it, but the topic turned into growing flowers and grass. Yu Wei could even speak very well. Yao Sujuan then felt vaguely: Why is this child like a monster? He knows everything...

"Grandpa, don't worry, this azalea is the most difficult to raise, especially this kind of double-petaled Western azalea. It may be better to change to a mud pot." Yu Wei looked at a pot of wilted azalea in the study and talked about it, just like an encyclopedia: "My mother used to like growing flowers, saying that azaleas are happy and afraid of seven times, and she can grow them well after remembering them. But I also heard that in theory, it is hard to say if she really raises them. Just say that she knows so much, she will still have several pots to die."

"Hahaha..." The old man couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and laughed loudly: "You girl, why are you like a villain? Tell me, what Qixi Qi is afraid of? Grandpa has been raising Dujuan for so long, no wonder this pot was raised to death."

Yao Sujuan was fascinated by the hearing. She was about to listen to it, but suddenly she was patted on her back and almost screamed out in fear.

When he turned his head, the fourth brother stood behind him for some time. The corridor was dark. The large warm orange lights sprinkled from the room reflected his deep face. His eyebrows and eyes were still filled with a smile. The light shone on him and projected a large black shadow on the wall, making him look taller.

"You scared me to death." Yao Sujuan stared at her eyes and scolded him with her verb.

Bu Xiao raised a slender index finger and placed it on his thin lips to silence her. Then he raised his chin to the room, indicating that he would continue to listen to the wall.

"I like acid and alkali, I like humidity and waterlogging, I like coolness and heat, I like half shade and strong light, I like small wind and strong wind, I like humidity and dryness, and the last one is..." Yu Wei said word by word, stopped talking, lowered her head and smiled.

"What is the last one?" the old man asked with a gaze.

"My mother forgot at the beginning, and only told me the sixth one, saying that she couldn't remember what the seventh one was, so naturally I didn't know even more."

"Hahaha..." Mr. Bu was in a good mood and kept laughing so hard that his dentures were almost falling off: "Maybe it was because he forgot the seventh point that your mother had just raised so many pots before!"

From Bu Xiao's perspective, the girl was sitting on the sofa, still straightening her waist. Although she was not straight, this sitting posture was too irritating for a child. She sat very naturally and showed a sense of leisure. She laughed with the old man, but even if she smiled, she bent her lips slightly and did not laugh to the bottom of her eyes. Then she froze as if she suddenly remembered something sad. The smile just hung on her lips, half dead, and her eyes were really dimmed immediately.

Suddenly I remembered that after I sent her to the cemetery to store her mother's ashes, I went to her house. The balcony of the child's house was indeed filled with flower pots, but the branches and leaves were dead, and he had never seen a single flower.

Yu Wei's expression was strange for only one or two seconds, and she quickly restrained herself and changed into a faint smile without any trace.

"Cough cough." Bu Xiao coughed twice. Before the old and young people in the room could hear it, he was startled Yao Sujuan, who was focused on listening to the wall and smiling with the old man on her face.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing?" The sister-in-law slapped him hard.

Sure enough, Mr. Bu in the room heard Bu Xiao’s cough sound at the door, his face as if he was a magician, and suddenly turned dark and cursed: “Little bastard, come when he comes. Why are you eavesdropping outside the door?!”
Chapter completed!