His name is Chen Yihang, and he has been in Toronto for several years.
When he went to Japan to study, he took a boat to Toronto with his classmates.
In the first few years after I came to Toronto, I was actually very uncomfortable.
Toronto has been discriminating against yellow and black people in recent years.
It is actually very difficult to survive here.
He was ready to return home at any time until he knew about Mu Yue Manor.
Mu Yue Manor is very famous in Mote Town.
I heard that the owner of Mu Yue Manor is Chinese, and everyone calls him Mr.
Mu.
He runs a large manor and grows large areas of roses.
During the flower season, the entire manor is very spectacular.
Later, when he heard that Muyue Manor was recruiting workers, he realized that this was a great part-time job opportunity.
If you want to live in Toronto, you have to pay for your studies, and you can't do it without working.
He thought it would be difficult to enter Mu Yue Manor, but who knew that when he followed several other yellow people to Mu Yue Manor, Mr.
Mu only took one look at him and accepted him.
He still remembered the first time he met Mr.
Mu.
He was wearing black trousers, a white shirt, and a simple jacket.
His hair was cut short and neatly combed.
When he saw himself, he took a simple look and asked, "Where are you from?"
"I'm from Songzhou."
He was scared and nervous.
Especially when I saw Mr.
Mu's eyes, I felt that his eyes were very expressive, and that gaze could penetrate all his thoughts with just one glance.
With just a few words, his palms became sweaty.
Mr.
Mu smiled and said, "My wife is also from Songzhou..."
He was stunned for a moment.
Mr.
Mu had already left.
An old lady in her late sixties came over and said to her: "Mr.
Mu said you stayed, come with me."
This is just a small side hall.
The old woman is wearing a dark gray mainland gown, her hair is tied back, and she walks slowly.
He followed the old woman out of the side hall and walked along the corridor.
But they came to a hall, which was an antique hall.
There was only a large disc hanging in the hall, and the tables and chairs on both sides used to be made of pure red nanmu furniture.
He has been here for many years and has rarely seen such pure Chinese decorations.
He is inexplicably curious about the owner of this house.
"Do you live here, sir?"
the old woman turned around and asked him.
"Ah... yes."
He didn't expect to take care of the accommodation, so he answered quickly.
"Sir, follow me."
The old woman led her to the small corridor in the southwest corner.
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From the small corridor on the other side, there was a row of white low buildings.
The old woman opened one of the rooms to him.
The room was not big but well-equipped.
There is a single bed, a wardrobe next to it, and a desk on the right side, all spotless.
"The bathroom and toilet are outside.
It's just a few steps away."
The old woman pointed to him.
"If you need anything, sir, just ring the bell next to it and someone will come to answer your call."
"Thank you."
He didn't expect such good treatment, so he was busy bowing to please him.
Seeing that things had been arranged, the old woman turned to leave.
"What do you call me, mother?"
he asked hurriedly.
The old woman probably didn't expect that he would ask such a question, so she said, "You can just call me Fu Ma..."
Later, he rarely saw this blessed mother, but the housekeeper who often came to take care of her seemed to be in his forties.
He was thin and had yellow hair.
He seldom talked and was quite a nice person.
He thought it would be extremely difficult to see Mr.
Mu again.
Who would have expected that the next day, he would see Mr.
Mu wearing long linen clothes and a hat, working in the farm with other workers in the garden.
"Mr.
Mu..."
Out of gratitude, he hurried over to say hello.
"Hello, I'm used to coming here."
Mr.
Mu was very humble, his hands were still stained with mud, and he smiled casually.
"I'm quite used to it.
Thank you for taking care of Mr.
Mu..."
He hurriedly replied, feeling even more grateful and admired for Mr.
Mu.
Just as Mr.
Mu was about to say something, his eyes fell behind him, he wiped his hands with the linen cloth next to him, and passed by him.
He hurriedly turned his head and saw a beautiful woman wearing an orange gown and skirt coming not far away.
Her long hair was also tied into a bun with only a hairpin.
Chen Yihang has always thought that Mr.
Mu is a very handsome man, with a high nose bridge like a Westerner, thin lips, and an extremely sexy smile.
But looking at this lady now, I can only describe her as being astonished.
He has a pointed oval-seed face and watery eyes that are very lively.
Her skin is very good.
Just looking at it from a distance, you can tell that it is supple and tender.
What's even more shocking is her belly.
Her belly is very big.
There is a woman in a dress standing next to her, half supporting her.
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There is a maid behind her, holding an oil-paper flower umbrella.
"Why are you here?"
Mr.
Mu supported his wife on behalf of the woman beside him.
"You are inconvenient and should rest more."
"The so-called balance between work and rest, I naturally have to move around."
She naturally leaned into his arms, "Besides, I haven't come here for a long time."
"Brother, you can't keep your sister-in-law in the room all the time.
It's not good for her health either."
The woman in a dress on the side said.
"I can lock up your sister-in-law."
Mr.
Mu said, helping Mrs.
Mu go inside.
"Stop looking and go to work."
The old worker on the side pulled his sleeve.
He finally came to his senses, but he couldn't help but take another look.
When he saw the lady's profile, his heart was frightened, and he felt that it was a character that could only exist in a painting.
"That's Mrs.
Mu, and standing next to her is Miss Mu, Mr.
Mu's sister.
Mr.
Mu and Mrs.
Mu are very affectionate.
When the manor was first built, Mrs.
Mu came often and often brought us sugar water.
But later, Mrs.
Mu The old worker said in his ear because his belly is big.
He didn't listen attentively.
He didn't live in China for long, but he vaguely wondered if Mr.
Mu and Mrs.
Mu had met somewhere before.
Looking at it like this, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that they were not simple characters.
Later, Mrs.
Mu came again and brought them cakes and sugar water.
She came over and actually talked to him: "I heard from my husband that you are also from Songzhou."
"Yes, madam."
He was even more nervous when facing Mrs.
Mu.
When Mrs.
Mu smiled, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised and her eyes were brighter.
Maybe she was tired after walking for a few steps, and her face was stained with a layer of blush. , so beautiful that his heart skipped a beat.
"Where are you in Songzhou?"
Mrs.
Mu asked him again.
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"Nanhua Town, southeast of Songzhou."
He bowed his head slightly and answered.
"I know, that's a good place, and the chrysanthemum cake there is very delicious."
Mrs.
Mu said, her eyes becoming distant.
"Where is Madam from Songzhou?"
he asked with a big belly.
"I live in Songzhou City.
There must be someone else at home," Mrs.
Mu asked again.
"I have old parents, two older brothers, who are probably married now, and a younger sister."
Saying this, he actually felt homesick.
"That's great..."
Mrs.
Mu asked no more questions.
"Madam and Mr.
Mu must be extraordinary people..."
He wanted to say a few more words to her, so he added hurriedly.
Mrs.
Mu was stunned for a moment and replied: "We are just ordinary people, and you do a great job here."
"Mr.
Mu treats us very well, thank you madam for your concern."
Mrs.
Mu didn't seem to care about his answer.
At this moment, Mr.
Mu came over, put his arms around Mrs.
Mu's waist, and looked down at her: "You can't stand for too long.
I'll help you go back to rest."
"Well..."
She was not in a good mood.
She glanced at him again and said, "Goodbye..."
"Madam, go slowly."
He hurriedly lowered his head and bowed to see them off.
Looking up again, I saw Mr.
Mu supporting Mrs.
Mu walking slowly along the path.
The man had a handsome figure, and the woman, although pregnant with a big belly, did not hide her grace at all.
Mrs.
Mu was definitely the most beautiful Chinese woman he had ever seen.
He was studying art at the University of Toronto, so he kept a drawing in private.
When he had nothing to do, he sketched out Mrs.
Mu's beauty.
Often I can paint all night without taking a break.
Later, he met Mr.
Mu's son, a very energetic boy.
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His eyes were very similar to Mrs.
Mu's, but his nose and lips were exactly the same as Mr.
Mu's.
His laughter can often be heard as he plays in the garden.
Looking from a distance, he looks exactly like Mr.
Mu.
This must be the proud son of heaven.
His facial features combine the best features of his parents.
He is a handsome little boy.
"Mom... look at this rose, there are several colors growing on one branch."
Mr.
Mu shouted loudly, as if he had discovered something very magical.
"Your mother can't get pollen..."
Mr.
Mu nervously supported his wife to prevent his son from getting close.
He has discovered that as long as Mrs.
Mu comes over, Mr.
Mu will definitely stay close to her.
Sometimes when he comes early, he can still see Mr.
Mu and Mrs.
Mu walking on the trail supporting each other.
Sometimes Mr.
Mu said something, and Mrs.
Mu smiled lightly, and the beautiful rose next to her was eclipsed.
Sometimes, he would see them walking along a long road without saying a word, just clasping their fingers together and leaning on each other.
"Okay...
Dad, I also want to learn to grow flowers from you.
This is really fun."
Mr.
Mu ran over excitedly and said.
"This is not fun.
These flowers are alive.
If you want to learn, then learn it hard."
Mr.
Mu replied.
After hearing this, he was not surprised.
In his impression, Mr.
Mu was a very wise man, and his wife must not be simple either.
He thought so firmly in his heart. aa2705221: