Heavenly Star

Chapter 255

Ye Wuchen stooped down and picked up the dress that slipped from Hua shuirou's hand on the ground. This is a man's coat. At first glance, ye Wuchen knew that this dress was not made for her father, but for him. Not only the size was consistent with his figure three years ago, but also the color and style he was most used to wearing. He asked, "is this for me?"

"Hmm..." Hua shuirou whispered, "this is almost finished, but my husband... Has grown up. I need to change it."

Three years after her death, she was still making clothes for herself. Ye Wuchen asked, "before, did you often make clothes for me?"

"Every time I think about my husband, I will make clothes for my husband. Husband, look. " Hua shuirou went to the largest wardrobe and opened it: "I made these for my husband."

The wardrobe is more than one meter wide and nearly two meters high. It is full of neat clothes, white, gray, light blue... Coats, undershirts, cotton padded clothes, and even woolen clothes, underwear, shoes and socks, each of which is his favorite color and style.

"And here." Hua shuirou hurriedly opened the cabinet next to him and showed him the clothes he had made for him in the past three years.

"And this... This... And this is also inside... In this box are the shoes I made for my husband... My father asked me to move them out and put them elsewhere many times. I'm not willing at all, because I always dream that my husband will suddenly come back and put on these clothes I made for my husband... Today, my husband really came back."

"My husband always doesn't like to wear thick clothes. When it's cold, I'll knit a lot of scarves, make a lot of cotton clothes and shoes and burn them to my husband, otherwise I'll be frozen there. It turned out that my husband had nothing to do. It's a pity that I didn't wear any. "

Crying, releasing the accumulated sadness, is joy and joy. She told him happily with a little heartache. Ye Wuchen's eyes were slightly wet, and the deep warmth and emotion were intertwined and surging in his heart like a raging wave. He can only say to himself again and again that he can't owe her in this life.

"It's just..." she looked a little gloomy again: "my husband has grown up now. These clothes must be inappropriate."

"Silly words, how could it be? I've only grown so tall, and I haven't become fat or thin. How could it be inappropriate. It seems that I don't have to worry about having no clothes for the next ten or eight years. " Ye Wuchen smiled gratefully and spoiled,

Hua shuirou looked timid and whispered, "but these are hand-made coarse cloth clothes. My husband should be gorgeous. How can I..."

Ye Wuchen interrupted her: "say silly words again. They are all made by my little Rourou for me. It is difficult for thousands of gold to buy a corner of them. How can they be compared with those luxurious clothes." He raised his arm, smiled and said, "my clothes are a little old. Can you change them for me?"

"Yes!" Hua shuirou was happy and walked over to serve him.

Hua Zhentian sat in his study for a long time. He was upset and couldn't think of anything to spend time. He was fidgeting like a nail under his ass. After half a day, he finally couldn't sit still and was ready to eavesdrop on ye Wuchen's conversation with his daughter. Anyway, ye Wuchen lost all his skills and couldn't show him at all.

In the strange eyes of those servants, Hua Zhentian crept to the direction of Hua shuirou's room. Before approaching, the door was suddenly opened. Hua shuirou pushed ye Wuchen out slowly. At a glance, he saw the flower with a strange face shaking the sky and whispered, "Dad."

Hua Zhentian had a ghost in his heart. He finally adjusted his state of mind and explained, "I just came here... Cough, well, good daughter, look, I said this boy is not so easy to die. You should watch it in the future. If you lose it again, it will not be so easy to come back."

Hua shuirou's face was a little red. He bowed his head and said, "yes, Dad."

"Here, boy, go on!" Hua Zhentian shook his hand and threw a heavy bag of things on ye Wuchen's leg. A smell of gunpowder and non gunpowder hit. Ye Wuchen immediately knew what was inside and twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth. Such a big bag of zhentianlei will be thrown directly. If it explodes accidentally, it is estimated that the whole flower family will disappear.

Hua shuirou exclaimed, hurriedly came forward and carefully picked up the bag of zhentianlei. He whispered angrily: "Dad, my husband, he is not in good health now. How can he throw such a heavy thing over."

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly: "it's all right. My father-in-law is good for me."

Hua Zhentian's heart is full of delicious food. When the husband comes, she has no status as a father. Throwing something on him hurts her. At present, she hums angrily: "boy, this is a hundred Zhentian thunder. If any bastard wants to provoke you again in the future, you will try your best to say hello, Even the king of heaven, I beat him... I'm not for you, it's all for my daughter. If you dare to die for me again, I won't dig your grave and raise dust! "

He made a vague explanation and left two cruel words. Then he stared and said discontentedly, "boy, don't you want to leave? How old are you with my daughter now... No, no! Don't go today. I must stay in my daughter's room to spend the night with her tonight. I can't go until tomorrow. I said to go to your parents. "