You have the right not to speak.

The morning breeze was cool, and the fragrance of flowers made people feel relaxed and happy. Haihua walked to Yaleju naturally. There was a figure moving in the house. It was his uncle Chen Di.

Today, he finally changed into his black outfit that hadn't changed for a thousand years. He wore a light blue and dark blue vertical striped shirt, a pair of khaki aluminum pencil pants, a black buckle leather belt, and white lace-up sneakers. He looked neat and clean. He walked out with a file bag in his hand and said, "Haihua, I have something to deal with at the movie city. Please help me close the back door."

Haihua replied obediently: "Uncle, I have applied for sick leave today and it's the second day. I am free all day. It's okay for my nephew to serve you all day."

Chen Di seemed to be in a good mood, and his magnetic voice was full of joy; "You have to be good at talking, and you have to be good at work. Do you feel better about the injury on your back today? If it still hurts, let your cousin Zhiwen help you apply it a few more times."

Every time my uncle appears, he always gives people a stunning feeling. He wears a pair of sunglasses on his forehead, has a middle-parted hairstyle that reaches his ears, and his handsome face seems like a masterpiece carved by God. His deep eyes sparkle with wisdom, which makes people can't help but fall in love with him.

Haihua said: "Before going to bed yesterday, Brother Zhi helped me apply the medicine again, and it's fine."

Chen Di was also happy, with the corners of his mouth raised in a faint smile: "It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone, how can it heal so quickly? Don't rely on your youth to hold on. Lie down and take care of your body for the next two days, don't let any root cause of illness develop."

"I have already paid for the flowers I ordered. You can ask Uncle Zhu to buy any flowers you like. I have an appointment with a partner at 9 o'clock to discuss something. I have to go out now. Please tell your cousin Zhiwen to stay a few more days. I will be back in the evening."

: "It's such a pity that both of you were injured. I can only take you to the cinema next time."

Haihua smiled again, eyes narrowed: "Really? Then can I bring another friend with me?"

There was no response. Uncle Chen Di must be very anxious. Haihua had just opened the back door when the car whirred onto the road. Then wait until uncle comes home in the evening and ask if he can bring a friend with him.

Haihua closed the back door and sat in the house for a while. Seeing that the hall was clean and tidy, he ran upstairs to check and found nothing unusual. He then closed the front door, went to the kitchen to get a bag of bread, collected the dry clothes, and went home.

The design of this backyard is very practical, with 4 independent bungalows made of blue bricks and gray tiles. The kitchen, utility room and shower room are connected and share the same walls.

A 2-meter-high and 2-meter-wide blue brick and gray tile independent wall was built one meter away from the west, and a Feng Shui plaque with a peony flower was inlaid in the middle of the wall. The triangular roof is about 1 meter high, with a pair of huge three-layer trapezoidal wooden hooks installed on both sides. Now two bamboo poles are hung on it for drying. It is temporarily called the "Cuiyuan Drying Pavilion", which blocks the dirt behind and effectively blocks the toilet behind.

Because the restroom is built in a dark corner on the west side, five meters away, it is relatively private. The key point is that this location is connected to the neighbor's sewage. Right in front of the restroom, there is a row of small trees cut into small balls planted on the ground. The name is unknown, about one meter high, and I have never seen them grow taller, so Uncle Zhu chose to plant them in the mud.

In the direction of the bathroom, the hourly workers hang up some cleaning utensils, gray sleeping mats, and housekeeper Zhu Jiang's unused flower trays and farm tools. The men in the Chen family are very satisfied with the small bathroom bungalow built here.

Haihua returned to the east wing, and his cousin Zhiwen had also gotten up. He sat upright in a leather chair and concentrated on talking on the phone: "Okay, okay, I got it." Then he hung up.

They steadily caught the square bun thrown by Haihua, opened the bag, and each of them tore off two pieces and paired them with bottled soy milk for a simple breakfast.

My cousin Zhiwen said, "Your grandfather said he had something urgent to deal with and can only come tomorrow. He also told you to stay at home and take good care of your injuries, and asked me to supervise your meals."

Haihua smiled lightly on his handsome face: "Grandpa is such a person, he has arrangements for everything and replies to everything. He is just afraid that we will forget to eat and not grow taller. Haha."

"Brother Zhi, you are also injured. It's a rare opportunity for you to come here, so please stay for a few more days. I still have a lot to ask you."

Zhiwen said with a guilty look on his face: "I have been an undercover agent for so many years and have long been out of touch with the times. You are so outstanding and still need to ask for advice. It's better for me to ask for your advice. Hmm"

"Meow meow meow meow" The gray cat peeked in the doorway for a while, then sat between the two of them with tiger steps. Haihua tore a piece of bread for it. The cat boss, the fat gray cat with a tiger heart and a cat body, ate it this time with great courtesy. Haihua smoothed its fur. Anyway, it was full.

Zhiwen looked at Huihui and said, "I won't be home until tomorrow. Huihui, go find your friends and play."

Huihui: “Meow meow meow meow” This time it didn’t leave immediately, but pricked up its ears for defense.

Haihua explained: "Gray, my uncle is getting married soon, which means he will have a baby. He has ordered a lot of new flowers. The strangers outside are the flower grower and his clerk who are delivering the goods to our house."

"You can go out and play. You did a great job protecting the master yesterday. I'll come back at mealtime to give you a snack."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat gray-haired, blue-eyed boy disappeared without a trace. He valued women over friends, and his two new and old masters were helpless.

Today, my cousin Zhiwen wore a black silk shirt and a pair of white jeans, which wrapped his hips and made him look sexy. The black leather buckle made his 176cm figure look even taller. He was full of charm and his masculinity was fascinating. He was rough but delicate, and gentle in his fortitude.

Now I know why handsome men like to wear black tops. Black is mysterious, elegant, restrained and high-end. It is the first choice in the fashion circle. Whoever wears it will win. It has never failed. It is charming and alluring without knowing it.

For modern people, clothes are never used to cover the body. Someone said: "Rather than saying that clothes are meant to fit the body, it is better to say that they exist to fit the spirit."

Clothes are where meaning is created, they are the "skin of meaning".

Grandpa broke his promise, but the housekeeper Zhu Jiang brought in five young people, three men and two women. They turned out to be the class monitor Yan Han, his deskmate Bai Yilong, Cao Tianxiang, the class beauty Xiong Yuting, and the female student Wu Lili.

A quarter of an hour ago, the five young men were still looking at the two "Cuiyuan" house chapters with flamboyant designs on the Ruyi Gate and feeling worried. The door was closed, and they had forgotten to bring their phone number. They found the address but couldn't get in.

On the left wall hangs a golden bronze plaque that reads: Home of Glory

There is also a house number with white letters on a blue background hanging below: No. 1 Guiyuan Road, Sanhuan

They all wore long-sleeved white shirts, green trousers tied at the waist, and black leather shoes. The tall young man in a crew cut said in frustration, "We can't give out the prizes. It's a problem."