Yun Shuqian opened the balcony door, collected all the clothes to dry, and carried them into the room.
When I came out, I had a small packet of coriander seeds in my hand.
Song Jiamu also washed the dishes and came out. It looked like he didn't do housework often, and there were some water stains on the clothes in front of him.
"Is this the coriander seed you bought?"
"These are coriander seeds, which are the dried fruits of coriander."
Song Jiamu took the coriander seeds from her and looked at them curiously, then poured some into his hand and smelled them.
The surface is light yellow-brown, and it looks like pepper. It smells slightly fragrant, like a mixture of sage and lemon. Grinding it into fine powder is also a seasoning. It is one of the raw materials for making curry.
Coriander seeds.
"How to plant this? Can I just plant it directly?"
Song Jiamu followed her to the balcony.
Yun Shuqian took out her mobile phone and opened the encyclopedia.
Song Jiamu: "..."
I thought you knew so much!
"You need to twist the coriander seeds. The coriander seeds are inside. Come and give them to me."
She put her phone in her pocket, stood next to Song Jiamu, stretched out her fingers to twist the coriander seeds in his palm, and observed and studied them carefully.
The girl's gentle fingertips slid across his palm, and the wind blew from her side, blowing her hair. The fragrance of her hair made the night wind gentle. Maybe the wind had just blown through a garden, anyway.
Song Jiamu thought it smelled very good.
Song Jiamu opened the bag of planting soil and poured it into the flower pot.
This flower pot is quite big. If it were filled with coriander, Song Jiamu would probably be able to feed himself for a lifetime.
Planting, like saving plastic bags, seems to be a gene engraved in the bones of Chinese people.
If a game can include face shaping, dressing up, growing vegetables, infrastructure, catching pets, animal husbandry, falling in love, making food, group combat, weapon synthesis, and drawing cards, then this game can be called a Chinese capturer.
After a full meal, Song Jiamu was very strong and carried the large flower pot filled with soil to the balcony.
This is not Yun Shuqian's first time growing vegetables. As a native of the city, she is particularly interested in growing vegetables. No, there are tomatoes growing in the flower pot next to it. The tomato trees grow very big.
There are many light yellow flowers blooming. If you open the leaves and look for them, you can find a few small tomatoes as big as your fingers.
"This coriander seed is so difficult to get. Please help me open it."
"Can't you plant it directly?"
"You have to take out the seeds so they can germinate easily."
Song Jiamu stood with her and ground coriander seeds with a small stick. After cracking the shell, there were about two to four coriander seeds inside, which were similar to sesame seeds.
The two of them cooperated tacitly. Yun Shuqian put her little hand against the edge of the balcony, and Song Jiamu carefully swept the crushed coriander seeds into her palm.
"Thump thump thump~!"
She happily showed off the coriander seeds in her hand, "If there are so many, I won't have to buy coriander in the future!"
"You might as well change your name to Yunxiangcai."
"It sounds nice too. My favorite name is Huazawa Coriander, it sounds great."
"My voice is very sweet."
"I can do it too, sei~no~ got XX, send it to the Nang family, big mold~ oh, send it to the Nang family, hou la~ Kou Kou Lou Wa Xin Ka Su Lu yo~ So Do~ So Oh Do~~"
Yun Shuqian hummed a few lines of "Love Cycle", which sounded quite sweet except that the Japanese was not very standard.
She didn't ask for Song Jiamu's help. She smoothed the soft soil with her palm, then stretched out her index finger to poke a small hole in the soil. Each small hole was about three centimeters apart.
Song Jiamu also came to poke fun.
"Oh, your fingers are so thick, I don't want you to poke them."
Yun Shuqian didn't let him poke her.
Song Jiamu ran away, opened the door and went out.
She looked back curiously, not knowing what he was doing running home.
After a while, he ran back again with a handful of shallots in his hand.
"Since the flower pot is so big, I might as well plant a few spring onions. When I come to your house for dinner in the future, you don't have to buy spring onions!"
"...No, I grow coriander."
"Don't you think these onions are pitiful? Spring is here, and they don't even have a chance to sprout. They can only be beaten flat with a knife, then minced and left in the pot with the fish heads and millet peppers."
"??Be careful that Onion comes to your pillow at night and says 'Goodnight Living Buddha' to you."
Yun Shuqian didn't resist him, and Song Jiamu planted six red onions on the left side of the flower pot.
And in 80% of the space on the right, she put two coriander seeds in each small hole poked with her fingers, and planted dozens of corianders.
It was getting late, so Song Jiamu hugged the cat and headed home.
"Remember to water my onion lady every day."
"I'll dig them all out and eat them later!"
Song Jiamu was not worried at all. There was nothing more reassuring than asking a person who didn't eat shallots to help take care of the shallots.
"What will you eat tomorrow morning?"
"Well, there is a Kimura Bakery next to Anjiang Road. I want to eat their sandwiches!"
Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone and checked, and it happened to be another store he was passing through on his running route.
He looked strange and asked, "Did you check all the stores I pass by when running?"
The girl's voice became louder: "Who would go out of their way to investigate this kind of thing! I just ate it before, who knows where you usually go..."
Okay, I'm on my way anyway. Although this guy is very picky about his food, he has never been in trouble. The money for breakfast has been paid in advance, so he doesn't have to go around to buy it.
Maybe I could bring her enough breakfast for ninety-nine days, and the two of them would be the best in the world just like before.
"Then do you want to go to school together tomorrow?"
"No~bye."
Yun Shuqian reached out and touched Nian Nian, snorted at him, and closed the door.
Song Jiamu had stayed at her house for most of the day. When he returned, Nuo Da's house immediately felt deserted and deserted.
Inexplicably reluctant to let him go...
Bah bah, what was I thinking.
Yun Shuqian returned to the balcony. In front of him were the green onions and coriander that he had just planted. He didn't know how long it would take for them to sprout.
She picked up the watering can and filled it with water. She sprayed some water on his spring onions first, and then sprayed some water on the coriander.
Turn on the lights in the room first, and then turn off the lights in the living room.
Even so, when the lights in the living room were turned off, she was timid and hurried to the room, closed the door and locked it.
Turn on the heating in the room so that it won't be too cold when you come out after taking a shower. It's still quite cool at night in late March.
Mainly because she was alone. When Song Jiamu was there just now, she didn't feel too cold. She wasn't cold even on the balcony with him. Once he left, the house was deserted and she felt that the temperature had dropped.
Her room also had a separate bathroom. The girl stood barefoot on the wool carpet beside the bed and took off her clothes one by one.
Beautiful legs without any blemishes, a round waist, green but lovely breasts, a slender swan neck, and hair scattered on her shoulders, sliding down from her smooth skin as if there was no resistance.
She wrapped her hair in a shower cap and looked down at the woolen blanket.
My little feet stepped on it, it was soft and comfortable.
Well……
The last video seemed to have captured this blanket for him...
Fortunately, she is as spermy as a monkey.
Apart from the pure whiteness of the picture, he didn't take any pictures, but he still had to find an opportunity to change it, otherwise he might find out about it, which might arouse suspicion. He was really smart like her.
Is there a possibility that he might have guessed something? He seems to be quite strange these days...
For a moment, Yun Shuqian's heartbeat accelerated.
But soon, she comforted herself——
'Yun Shuqian, you must be thinking too much. You haven't revealed the secret, and he has never entered your room. Even if he knew, he would definitely threaten you with great pride. How could he come here like this?
If you reconcile, does it mean that he still likes you? You are so fierce and have no breasts, there is no way he can like you!'
‘What? A girl who is in love can be smart? How can you, a single guy, be so smart~!’
'Besides, what if he is your wallbreaker? Just say loudly, 'Yes, it's me. What happened? I don't care!'
'You Yun Shuqian dared to look directly at him taking off his pants in the elevator!'
…
Yun Shuqian just stood naked by the bed in a daze for a long time, her heart beating fast and slow. Just like Song Jiamu during class, she also entered a state of self-awareness.
It feels like there are two villains fighting in my heart.
It wasn't until a certain villain finally won and threw the other villain into the pot and held down the lid that she felt the cold. She quickly covered her chest and ran to the bathroom in a daze.
She closed her eyes, tilted her neck, and the warm water washed over her red face, flowed over her neck, slid over her collarbone, and then slid down all the way to her heels...
Whether he knows it or not.
She wasn't going to change that blanket either.
Otherwise, you will appear guilty.
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(Thank you Ai Guan Guan for being such a great leader! The boss is generous! The boss makes a fortune! The boss is loved by everyone! Flowers bloom!)