I have paid too much for this home

Chapter 25

Everyone that Su Xingchen saw was stunned, apparently not keeping up with his own pace.

"I was joking."

Although Father Su often did tease Su Xingchen like that, Su Xingchen knew very well that he was not a father who gave balloons in foreigner streets.

Everyone looked at Su Xingchen in a complicated mood: "We know."

Does this guy think that everyone believes that he is in a daze?

"Well, that's good." Su Xingchen adjusted his mood, opened the box containing Ganoderma lucidum, and handed it to Han Muzhen: "Mr. Han, it's safer to take it to the doctor."

Han Muzhen took the box from the youth: "Okay, thank you for my grandfather."

"Mu Yan ..." Grandpa Han grasped the grandson's hand, looking like he wanted to say something.

"Grandpa, uh, rest assured, I know ..." Han Muzhen leaned close to his grandfather, biting his ears quietly, "I will give him a gift back."

Mr. Han listened and nodded with satisfaction.

It 's a gift to come and go.

The old Han Muxi knew that his grandfather was old and his heart was soft, and he didn't want to think about too many complicated things; his elderly people would rather believe that Su Xingchen really respected his special trip to give gifts instead of hiding his mind .

This is of course.

Han Muxuan was born in a family that couldn't get up and was soaking in the government for many years. He trained a pair of people to see people, not to mention how old and hot, but at least it can be judged that Su Xingchen is simple in heart or deep in thought.

In fact, even if it is fake, then what?

Heroes are twilight, sunsets are in the mountains, and now the young people of Erlang are how many people still remember the efforts and hard work of their predecessors?

Nowadays, a young man who has never known him, after hearing that the buyer has participated in the anti-Japanese / Japanese revolution / life predecessor, is willing to give it away for free without saying a word, and send it in a jealous manner.

If this is true, why not make a good story.

The Han family felt sorry, and it was just a gift.

Next, Han Muzhen pushed Mr. Han down to meet the guests. Yu Fengxing and Su Xingchen followed. Yu Fengxing took a tissue and handed it to the young man who had secretly red eyes next door: "..."

He doesn't often take care of this kind of seemingly rich object. After all, the only girlfriend is that sturdy type, so he seems very unskilled.

"Thank you." Su Xingchen was surprised and looked at the owner of the house.

Although paper towels are rarely needed, I am grateful.

But Su Xingchen was very puzzled. When did the owner become so tender and careful?

Isn't the person on the other side not having friends on the entire network?

Su Xingchen retracted his eyes, wiped his eyes and nose briefly, and immersed himself in the doubt that the owner could not be so careful and gentle.

Yu Fengxing, who was walking with Su Xingchen, said, "You are a man. Don't cry because of something."

Su Xingchen frowned, not too unexpectedly frowning, no snoring, but just exuding a sense of resistance.