Chapter 538: Wei Xingzhi sticks up

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"What's going on?" Su Wangqin took a breath of breath when he saw An'an's face. A sturdy face instantly became stretchy and clouded, his eyes full of anger.
Gu Chunzhu looked at him, grasped his hands tightly and loosened.
"It was bullying when selling flowers. I gave An An a medicine first, and I will talk to you later." Gu Chunzhu applied the medicine to An An first. When he heard that Ms. Miao returned from outside, she sent An An out to let She told Ms. Miao to let Ms. Miao do it for lunch.
After An An went out, Gu Chunzhu told Su Wangqin about Mrs Qing.
"This woman is so discriminating right from wrong now, An An is..." Su Wangqin's fists were all clenched, thinking that An An was caught by his wife and slapped, she felt a colic in her heart, and both children were him Out of desperate protection, now they are losing money under the hands of their mother.
"An An has nothing to do with her. At first, she gave up two children to follow the three princes, and now she also got what she had. She is now the crown prince, her family members are also following the water, and now Xiaocheng is forced to take it again. Back, there is such a good son where she still remembers her daughter." Gu Chunzhu said with trembling all over his body, tears could not help but fell from his eyes.
The anger in Su Wangqin's eyes was rolling, and he grabbed Gu Chunzhu's hand and said: "Now An'an is our child, we love it. Xiaocheng, we will definitely bring it back."
"En!" Gu Chunzhu nodded.
"Dad, mother..." An An pushed the door outside and came in.
Gu Chunzhu quickly raised his sleeves to dry his tears, but it still fell into An An’s eyes. An An walked over and leaned on Gu Chunzhu’s side:
Mother, I’m fine and I don’t hurt anymore. Others have lost in fights, now you will lose when I fight with others, I will learn smart next time."
"You ghost girl." Gu Chunzhu poked An An's head.
"Mother, why don't you go and help Ms. Miao? The dishes made by Ms. Miao are delicious and the dishes are delicious." An An said with her tongue sticking out, trying to find something for her, so she wouldn't want to think about it She shed tears because she was bullied. It’s really rare for mothers to shed tears.
Gu Chunzhu helped Ms. Miao when she thought about it. It was hard enough for her to work on the stall all morning.
When lunch was ready, Gu Chunzhu told An An to eat and saw what she was playing with in the flower basket, "An An, it doesn't matter if this flower can't be sold."
"It's a pity to waste it, I'll ask Aunt Miao to help me sell it on the street." An An said, looking at the fresh flowers. Her collocation of this day was perfect, and soon the flowers were in her. It turned into a beautiful bouquet.
Gu Chunzhu nodded his head and said, "Xu may not make much money in the restaurant, but our An'an's ingenuity, such a beautiful bouquet can certainly be sold."
"Well." An An nodded, and said that the restaurant's face could not help but hurt again.
She was about to think of the ointment on it and pulled her hand back. Gu Chunzhu looked at An An’s small movements and felt a pain in her heart. An An Ke was the most greedy and beautiful girl, she said: "Mother will find you a wire tomorrow Pazha got up, and then An'an went to the stall to help us."
"I still want to sell flowers, so I can sell them on the stall." An An raised his head, his eyes full of black grapes full of hope.
"Huh." Gu Chunzhu touched her head.
After blinking for a day, Xiaoliu still sent flowers, but he didn't know what happened to An'an. Gu Chunzhu didn't specifically tell him. An An followed Gu Chunzhu and they sold flowers on the stall. They could sell on the road beside the stall, but they could not leave Gu Chunzhu's sight.
"Selling flowers, selling flowers, fragrant and beautiful flowers, does this elder brother buy a bouquet for his wife?" An An's shouts were also sweet and clear.
Gu Chunzhu listened to An'an's voice while he was busy serving dinner to his guests.
"Yo, why didn't you sell flowers here today? The academy didn't come. I'm easy to find it." Wei Xingzhi wore a robe today and changed a fan with a high mountain flowing water on his hand. It seems to be from a famous master. The hand also stamped a seal.
An An saw Wei Xingzhi coming, turned his head to pretend not to see him, and ran to a passerby with a small flower basket, "Does this uncle buy a bunch of flowers?"
"You girl, have you forgotten the business that your son ordered with you last time? Today I am here to discuss with you. Will you still have to catch up?" Wei Xingzhi patted the fan on his hand and raised his chin slightly. The slightly opened collar reveals a delicate collarbone.
An An suffered a loss yesterday and saw that they, the rich and the rich, were angry and squinted with dissatisfaction.
I saw Gu Chunzhu beckoned to her: "An An, come here and talk to the young son. Since the young son wants to buy it, you naturally have to choose suitable flowers and colors for him."
In her heart, she knew the tricks of these little teenagers to hook up with the little girl. The more An An, the more uncoordinated, the more likely he was to arouse his interest. It would be better to follow him and wait for him to be bored, so naturally he would not harass again.
An An had to come back carrying the flower basket.
"Well, this is decent." Wei Xingzhi pursed his lips, but couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth.
"The tables in my stall are full. Let's squat and say, you pick what kind of flowers your mother likes." An An said as he put the basket on the ground and squatted aside.
Wei Xingzhi looked at her with surprise, his face flushed a little, "Are you telling your son to squat?"
"What's wrong, isn't it? Don't you squat down, I heard my mother said that some people can't squat down with old bones." An An said, deliberately and provocatively glanced at Wei Xingzhi and did several Asian The squatting motion stimulated him.
"Who said that the son's bones are old, you dead girl." Wei Xingzhi also squatted with anger. When he first squatted down, he felt that he was fooled and wanted to stand up. An An Rourou's small hand waved to him. few times.
"You lean over." An An said, Wei Xingzhi actually moved.
He also squatted down a head higher than An An, just to see An An like the eyelashes of a small fan, like a butterfly taking off.
"Look at what color flower your mother likes?"
"Why do you wear Sipa, dead girl, do you know you are too ugly to hide?"
The two spoke at the same time.
An An grinded his teeth and tried hard to say: "You are ugly. I was bitten by mosquitoes. Do you have to agree to cover it?"
Wei Xingzhi's eyebrows were slightly dismissed, and his slender white net hand picked up a red one from An'an's flower basket. "My mother likes blue."