The flower-growing soul has an uncertain identity, only farming is stable

Chapter 341 The adults are making a fuss

Gongsun Jin was rather indifferent to those matters. He was more envious of Ouyang Kong and his family's children.

Or perhaps, living in harmony with Meng Ke like Ouyang Kong, with warmth and happiness, is what he really wants.

It's a pity that he has missed it, but it doesn't matter. The interstellar human race has a long lifespan and they are in the same circle. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

There were many couples in the alliance who divorced and remarried. In the past, he gave gifts to Meng Ke and even got close to her just to please his father.

Now he wants to join Mengke's family and have a child with her as smart and clever as Mengrui. He believes that remarriage is not difficult.

With this idea in mind, when negotiating with Ouyang Kong, he agreed to all of them even though the conditions proposed by Ouyang Kong were very harsh.

As long as he gets the patent and reaches a cooperation, he will have plenty of opportunities to get along with Meng Ke and develop a relationship with her.

Ouyang Kong hung up the video call, there was no joy in his eyes, he sat there coldly thinking about things.

Meng saw that they had finished chatting and thought they could start eating, but she saw that her husband had a serious face. She didn't want to interrupt him, so she told the butler robot to put the stew that had just been served on the table into the fresh-keeping box first.

Meng Ke deliberately lowered her voice, but Ouyang Kong still heard it.

"Need not!"

He stood up, took Yangyang from Mengke's arms with his long legs, and said, "Yangyang is big now. It's too tiring for you to carry him around like this. Let him walk by himself."

Yangyang pouted and looked unhappy.

Meng Ke found it a little funny and tapped Yangyang's nose lightly.

"Have you forgotten that my physical fitness is 2S, so I can even hold ten sheep without any problem."

Before entering the restaurant, Ouyang Kong put Yangyang down first, then put his hands in the cleaning device at the entrance. Yangyang then stretched out his hands: "Mom, I want to drink too."

Meng Ke tilted her head and chuckled: "I didn't prepare yours, what should I do?"

Yangyang's hand, which was inserted into the cleaning device, froze. He turned around and looked up at his mother pitifully.

Why doesn’t he have a share? Isn’t he his mother’s favorite cub?

Meng Ke was overwhelmed by Yangyang's adorable appearance, so he went up to her and kissed her a few times. Ouyang Kong, who was jealous, pulled her away.

"I'll give you some of mine, and don't bother your mother."

Between her kiss and her soup, Yangyang decisively chose her mother.

He stretched out his hands for a hug, but saw his mother shaking her head. Yangyang was really sad.

Seeing the little stars in her son's eyes go out one by one, Meng Ke felt distressed and quickly picked him up to comfort him: "Yangyang, good boy! That Daddy's food is medicinal, not suitable for you to eat. Mommy stewed something else for you, it's simmering in the kitchen, you can have it for supper later, okay?"

Of course Yangyang wouldn't refuse. He hugged Mengke's neck and gave her a soft kiss on the face.

It’s such a beautiful dream that I can’t resist it.

Ouyang Kong had perfect dining etiquette. He ignored the warning look he shot to his son and did not get up to take his son away. He just made a note of the matter and planned to give his son a "little surprise" later.

"Mom, Taizu also likes ancient osmanthus trees. Can you plant one for him first?"

When Meng Ke was not on the main star, Yang Yang lived in the old house of the Ouyang family. He was taught by the ancestor Ouyang himself on weekdays. Occasionally, when the head of the Ouyang family had time, he would take him to banquets to broaden his horizons.

It can be said that apart from his parents, the person Yangyang is closest to is Ancestor Ouyang.

Meng Ke knew all these things. It was a good thing for her son to be loved by his elders, so Meng Ke naturally had to do his best to be filial to them.

The old ancestor had seen everything, and it was rare for him to like something. Meng Ke didn't even bother to serve her husband dinner, and hurried to the Ouyang family's old house with Yangyang in her arms.

"Mom, did you bring the ancient laurel seeds?"

"Ancient osmanthus trees are not planted by sowing seeds, but by cuttings."

After saying that, he took out a special plant preservation box from the storage container. Inside the box was a whole ancient osmanthus tree with a pot.

In order to show off, Meng Ke took out a pair of scissors, cut off a branch, and then took out a flowerpot with soil, inserted the branch into it. Then, the process of inputting mental power was like a magic trick, and he watched the branch turn into a small tree.

Yangyang was just as enthusiastic as he was last night, he exclaimed with his mouth wide open, his eyes sparkling, and he was full of emotions.

Meng Ke pushed the newly planted ancient osmanthus tree toward her son and said, "This is for you. You can give it to an elder or brother in the family who is close to you."

"really?"

Seeing his mother nod, Yangyang happily hugged her.

The flowerpot is not big, and the small tree only reaches Yangyang's shoulders.

"I want to give this pot to my uncle, he loves me the most!"

Meng Ke's face was filled with relief: "That's right! Your uncle loves you well."

Meng Ke has never been exposed to elite education from aristocratic families, so she won't give any orders casually, but she still has requirements for her children's character.

Her children must have correct values. They can repay kindness and seek revenge, but they must have bottom lines and principles.

As soon as Yangyang arrived at the old house, he took his mother to his uncle's study.

As soon as the two entered the living room, the fragrance of osmanthus filled the entire living room and could even be smelled upstairs.

Ouyang Qian was in the study, and the smart door blocked the spread of the fragrance of flowers. Fourth Master Ouyang happened to be coming downstairs, and when he smelled the refreshing floral fragrance, he unconsciously quickened his pace.

This is good stuff, he wants to get it for his own yard.

Just as the thought came to his mind, he saw his beloved grandson preparing to go upstairs with a pot of his rare flowers.

"Little Lamb, where are you going?"

Yangyang was having a hard time holding the flowerpot, and she didn't want Mengke to help. Her vision was blocked, and when she heard a familiar voice, she carefully placed the flowerpot in her arms on the stairs in the corridor, then she stepped sideways to see the person coming down from upstairs.

"Good evening, Fourth Master! Mom planted a pot of flowers, and I want to give it to Uncle."

"It's for my uncle. I wonder if there's one for my fourth master."

Yangyang also likes the Fourth Master, but the things are not his, so he has to ask his mother if it is okay.

Meng Ke met her son's expectant gaze and nodded with a smile.

Yangyang's eyes turned into crescents as she smiled and bowed to the Fourth Master: "With the Fourth Master's help, I..."

At this point, Yangyang paused and turned to ask Mengke: "Mom, when can we send it to the Fourth Master?"

When you send someone something as a gift, if you are sincere, you should either arrange for it to be delivered immediately or give them a rough time.

My grandfather said that when giving gifts and making excuses for the future, they are just perfunctory compliments and should not be taken seriously.

He was serious about giving flowers to the Fourth Master, so he had to give an approximate time.

Meng Ke winked playfully: "If Yangyang and Fourth Grandpa are not in a hurry, Mom can finish it now."

Yangyang's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at the Fourth Master. Before she could say anything, she heard the Fourth Master's voice with a smile: "Fourth Master, there's no rush. It will be fine now."

"Fourth Master, I want to send this pot of flowers to my uncle first. Can you wait a moment?"

"Not waiting for you!"

Mr. Ouyang Si's refusal was somewhat unexpected. Meng thought Yangyang would be unhappy like other children, but she didn't expect Yangyang to be quite easy to talk to.

"Then let's plant some flowers first. When Fourth Master's flowers are finished, I'll send them to Uncle."

Ouyang Siye seemed to be trying to stir up trouble: "Just give me this pot, and then ask your mother to plant another pot for you to give to your uncle, isn't it the same?"

Yangyang picked up the flower pot and turned around and walked down slowly: "It's different. The gifts from Uncle and Fourth Master are unique. Yangyang's flower pot has already been given to Uncle. It belongs to Uncle. I can't give it to you."

"But grandpa likes this pot."

Fourth Master Ouyang followed behind the Crown Prince, making trouble like a naughty child.

Yangyang placed the flowerpot out of the way at the stairwell. After cleaning her hands with a cleaning device, she took the hand of her great-grandfather, who was pretending to be dissatisfied, and coaxed him softly like a little adult: "Mom is really good at growing flowers. I'll ask Mom to plant you a bigger one later. I guarantee that as long as the door is opened, the whole villa can smell the fragrance. How about it?"

Meng Ke got playful and leaned over to point at the ancient osmanthus tree that Yang Yang was going to give to Ouyang Qian, and said with a smile, "But Mom is only going to plant one tree as big as that one. What should we do?"