Are You Sick? As Soon As We Broke Up, The School Flower Called

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty-Eight

Seeing that he was in such high spirits, Mother Fu seemed that the tea sent by her son-in-law was good, so she went to do skin care.

She tries her best to do skin care around nine o’clock every day, and this time period has the best results!

Mother Fu, who is in her forties, has well-maintained skin and looks like she is in her thirties.

At this time, he heard her husband was on the phone, and when he turned his ears, it seemed to be related to some tea.

She put on the mask and came out and asked, “How about the tea that my son-in-law gave?

Dad Fu’s attitude towards Chen Jinfeng was completely changed because of this small pot of tea, and he began to exaggerate.

“This young man must have spent a lot of thought and money on the tea, which is very good!

Mother Fu leaned against the wardrobe and laughed at him while flicking her fingers to make the mask, “Oh, listen to this tone, does this son-in-law recognize him?

“It’s still the tea in the market, but you’ve drunk everything you can buy. What? Is the tea that my son-in-law bought a good thing?”

“Impossible, and tea that you haven’t seen in the world?”

Dad Fu didn’t care about her, he smiled happily, “You don’t understand tea, I don’t care about you! 35

“It can only be said that this tea, even if I have money, may not be able to get it.

Mother Fu suddenly came to the spirit, “Really or not? What kind of tea is this?”

Father Fu smiled, “This tea is real Wushan tea, you can’t drink it if you have money, and you don’t understand it.”

Mother Fu really didn’t understand tea, but after hearing him say that, she quickly praised her son-in-law, “Then this son-in-law is really good. 35

Dad Fu nodded, “Just because I can get this tea, I’m impressed by him.”

After a pause, he said, “His plaster is not bad, it doesn’t seem to hurt now.”

Mother Fu didn’t believe it, “It’s true or false, it’s only been half an hour, so it doesn’t hurt anymore?”

Father Fu’s waist injury recurred, and it was a pain from night to night.

How can it be so fast?

Dad Fu moved, looking strange and surprised, “Well, it really doesn’t hurt anymore, it’s amazing too.”5

When he said no pain, there was no obvious pain, but there was still a dull pain.

The effect of the plaster is the same as everything he has used before, and it has to be effective.

Mother Fu followed happily, “That’s good, that’s good, he gave two packs, about 200 sheets.

“With this plaster in the future, you will no longer have to worry about back pain!”

Dad Fu nodded with joy on his face, “I won’t take a shower tonight, so I’ll stick to it, I can’t waste it.”

Mother Fu nodded, “That’s right, just go to sleep on the sofa.”

She has a quirk. If Dad Fu doesn’t take a bath, don’t even think about lying on the bed.

Dad Fu nodded, “Sure, I’ll go to sleep on the sofa then.

Outside their master bedroom is a small living room with a sofa and some tools for making tea.

There are cars outside, parked in their parking spaces outside.

Mother Fu stood in front of the window and looked, “Who is it at night?

Dad Fu smiled and said, “Go to sleep, Lao Zhan is here.

Mother Fu quickly reacted, “What do you want him to do at night? Have tea with you?”

Dad Fu didn’t say anything, so he acquiesced.

“Then I’m going to bed, the tea from my son-in-law, let’s show off.”

This sentence made Dad Fu very embarrassed.

Because that’s what he thought.

Lao Zhan loves tea. The two have been friends for many years because of tea. Even so, Dad Fu, his collection, can’t drink it.

“##!

As soon as Lao Zhan entered the small living room, he smelled it, and his eyes lit up, “Is it Wushan tea?”

Dad Fu didn’t say anything and made him a cup.

Lao Zhan took a sip, and he suddenly became energetic, “It’s really Wushan tea, and this taste… Where did you get it?”

“Tell me now, I’ve made a lot of money from investing recently, and I buy as much as I have!”

Dad Fu came over with an aftertaste on his face, and laughed when he heard this, “Do you think I’m short of money?”

Lao Zhan patted his forehead, and he forgot about Dad Fu’s wealth just now.

“Yes, yes, you are not short of money, so how much did you spend to buy it? How much do you have in your hand, sell it to me.

According to Lao Zhan’s words, even though Dad Fu loves to drink tea, there is no good tea at home.

The good tea in his hand is the kind that has no market price.

And Lao Zhan has a wide network of contacts and many channels, and there are indeed some teas at home that Dad Fu can’t buy even if he has money.

For this reason, Lao Zhan took it out from time to time to talk about things, and looked down on his tea.

Now, Dad Fu finally has a feeling of turning (defeat) into victory.

“Sell? I’m short of your money?”

“This… you’re not short of money, but good things should be shared (shared) with good friends.”

“I don’t sell it, I don’t share it with you, I just told you to come over and have a taste. 99

Listen, there are so many bamboo shoots!

Lao Zhan didn’t care about him, and even started to act like a spoiled child, which made Dad Fu hard.

“Can you sell me some? You can agree on what conditions, as long as I can do it!”

Dad Fu laughed at him, “You are a forty-something, well-dressed, with a string of expensive suet and Tian jade beads on your wrist. Don’t you act like a child? 39

Lao Zhan laughed and didn’t care at all.

Anyway, it’s just a joke, they are brothers for many years, and there is no third person here.

It doesn’t matter what the face is, it’s business to ask for tea.

Lao Zhan suddenly realized, “I see, you certainly don’t have much, it is estimated that it is only 10 grams, maybe less.

Dad Fu got angry and immediately put out a small pot of tea leaves.

“Let me show you, what is a trench!

Lao Zhan’s eyes lit up, it was envious and jealous, “Oh my God, you have so many! Where did you come from? 35

“This box looks like a treasure, and the workmanship is really exquisite, ah, this small can is well made, it can be called a handicraft.

He was so greedy, “Give me a little, for the sake of our friendship for so many years.”

Father Fu asked, “Which bag do you want?”

Happiness came so suddenly, there are five small bags here that have not been opened, which are rare to ask for.

Lao Zhan was so moved that he almost cried, he didn’t expect Dad Fu to be so generous.

He reflected, “Old Master, I used to be too stingy and too stingy with you, I will correct this problem.”

“I, I want this bag, this bag!”

Dad Fu took the bag in his hand, “I won’t give you any bag you want!

Lao Zhan’s face froze, happiness was gone so suddenly, he wanted to cry even more!

In the end, Lao Zhan didn’t want anything.

Use Dad Fu’s tools to make tea yourself, “Call me when you want to drink in the future, and I’ll make it for you.”

He said with a distressed face, “I want to beat (death) you for letting you do such a trick.

Dad Fu smiled, “I can give you another baby, don’t you have frozen shoulder and joint pain? Come on, I’ll post a few pictures for you.”

Lao Zhan smiled, “Yo, I understand, you are showing off to me today.

See through but not say through, really!

When it rains on a cloudy day, people with stubborn illnesses on them are uncomfortable.

Old Zhan was really sticking the plaster on his shoulders, the smell was pungent, and when he tore it off, he screamed in pain.

“Where did you get this plaster?

“My wife’s relatives and relatives went to the countryside to find an old doctor to get it, but after a day of sticking it, it didn’t work at all.”

“Then you still post it?”

“Psychologically, comfort yourself.

After posting 003 to Lao Zhan, it took effect in less than five minutes.

“Hey, this ointment is fine, I don’t feel as bad as before.”

Dad Fu looked smug, “Yes, my waist is close to me now, and it doesn’t hurt anymore. 35

“I can give you some of this, don’t think about the tea, and call you when you come back to drink.”5

Lao Zhan can think about it, this plaster is also a treasure.

Dad Fu gave him 20 pieces, “I only have 200 pieces in total. I’m so generous.”

Showing off again!

Lao Zhan got angry and brought some plaster over, “Give me a little more, I’m stingy.

Dad Fu waved his hand and said generously, “Take it, I still have a hundred bags that haven’t been opened yet.”

Lao Zhan wanted to hit someone, and he was curious who sent it.

“It was given to me by my son-in-law.”

“Son-in-law? Oh yes, they arrived today, have you met the lad? How?

“The family situation is a little worse, but he is handsome and filial, and he is also very good to my daughter.

“That’s it, these things should be hard-earned. It’s not bad that you can bother so much for you.”

“Force. 35

After Lao Zhan left, his shoulders relaxed a lot, with a happy expression on his face.

“You leave some for me, don’t run out!

“Got it, let’s go, let Xiao Li drive slowly. 35

Xiao Li is the driver of E Lao Zhan. His shoulder hurts and he can’t lift his arm. He can only let the driver drive.

Mother Fu didn’t fall asleep, and she could vaguely hear one or two of what the two were talking about through the door.

“The show is over? I’m going to call Jia’er for you?

Dad Fu gradually restrained his smile, “Go, let her come to me.

Mother Fu laughed at him, “By the way, where’s your gift?”

Father Fu,