The newly planted camellias swayed in the wind, and under the green sky, they were tender and lingering, but the sound was silent. In the tomb next to them, the ups and downs of the two people's half-life were all laid out in the green sky.
Rong Yuchi and You Tong specially set up a wooden sign under the camellia tree and wrote a poem on it.
The carving knife rubbed against the palms, causing pain, and blisters appeared on the fingertips, but they were not afraid of the hardships, and each stroke was written by their own hands——
Waiting for the sunset, the most beautiful thing is the flawless blue and purple camellias I have loved, holding candles, every piece is caring for you, you are at the end of the world, my tears are flowing, the flowers have grown up slowly, who is singing that song, the camellia flowers have entered the tea
When will I be able to return to my old ways? I always worry about you. Will I still admire the flowers quietly under the west window? Where in the invisible world can I cuddle up with you and talk to you. The wind will dry my cheeks and plant an unchanging concern.
Rong Yuchi half-knelt on the ground and inserted the wooden sign deeply into the soil. His hands were scarred, but his heart was so calm, as if he had finally settled a trouble in his mind.
"Dad, Mom, rest in peace!"
He stood up, patted the dust on his body, and turned to look at You Tong, who also looked at him with a smile.
She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wanted to wipe the mud off his hands, but the handkerchief was too dry to wipe. She turned her head and looked at the small bucket not far away, wanting to wet the handkerchief there.
Suddenly, her elbow was clasped by a firm but gentle force, stopping her pace, "I'll wash it later."
She turned around suspiciously, and Rong Yuchi put his arms around her slender waist, closed his arms, and held her tightly in his arms. A deep voice sounded in her ears.
"We live in the same heart and die in the same hole." His voice sounded very gentle.
"We live in the same heart, we die in the same hole..." She muttered silently, as if she had realized something.
Rong Yuchi remained silent and took her hand to a place ten meters away behind him. There were some tools piled up there, left by the movers just now. There were some flower seedlings next to the small bucket. He bent down and picked up a bunch of seedlings.
The plant has bare branches but its roots are covered with soil. It seems easy to survive.
She recognized it, it was - tung flower
Rong Yuchi took a shovel, dug a hole in an open space not far away, and then planted the seedling in it. She held it while he filled it with soil and poured a little water.
"Here..." He pointed to his feet and murmured to her, "We will be buried here together after we die."
When they left the cemetery, it was still early, but because today was New Year's Eve, they still had a lot of things to be busy with. They had already agreed to go back to the Rong family mansion in the evening to watch the New Year. It was the first time for You Tong to visit, so he couldn't help but feel nervous, so he chose
It’s especially difficult when it comes to gifts
"Achi, what do your grandparents like?!"
Rong Yuchi thought for a moment, grandma said, just give him a scarf or something, but grandpa is more troublesome.
After a moment of silence, he faintly uttered two words, "fishing"
"Really?!" You Tong suddenly had an idea, "Then let's go buy fishing gear and buy a fishing rod for grandpa?!"
He shook his head, "Grandpa's fishing rods are all custom-made from abroad."
"Oh" You Tong couldn't help but feel frustrated
"You can buy fishing bait," he gave appropriate advice.
Fishing bait?!
You Tong thinks this is a good choice, but the fishing rods are all custom-made and the bait is probably imported, so isn’t the gift she bought too ordinary?!
Not good, not good
She shook her head intuitively, denying this option.
"Uh, yes!" Something suddenly flashed in You Tong's mind. She remembered that when she lived in a small fishing village in Tainan, her neighbor next door often made homemade fishing baits. Out of curiosity, she specifically inquired about how that kind of fishing bait was made.
It's very simple, but the effect is very good. Fish love to eat it.
Since you can’t buy suitable fishing bait, why not make it yourself? It’s less of a courtesy and more of a sentiment, and there might be some unexpected surprises.
After making up her mind, You Tong guided Rong Yuchi to drive directly to the market. The two of them bought some cereals and rapeseeds together. After returning home, she started making them, making a total of two kinds of fishing bait.
The first method is to stir-fry the rice, cornmeal, and rapeseed cake respectively until fragrant, then pour in an appropriate amount of sesame oil and mix well while it is still hot, then stir-fry for a while, then put it into a bottle and soak it with koji wine.
She remembered her former neighbor saying that the higher the degree of koji wine, the longer the soaking time, and the more pungent the smell after brewing, the better.
Another kind of fishing bait is made of fresh tender corn cobs. First steam the corn cobs in a pot, then peel off the corn kernels, grind them into a paste in a meat grinder, take them out and put them into a basin, and then
Add an appropriate amount of flour to the basin, stir evenly, and after it absorbs water and puffs sufficiently, knead it into a ball.
"Okay!" You Tong packed the two kinds of bait separately and put them into bags. There was also a small card inside, explaining in detail how to use it.
Rong Yuchi stood aside and stared at her leisurely. The sunlight reflected on her beautiful face. Under the slightly straight bridge of her nose, her pink lips were slightly raised. She lowered her head to perform the movements with her hands, and her thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
As he stood there, that serious look moved his heart and made his heart skip a beat.
However, seeing how serious she looked, he couldn't help but feel disgusted and couldn't help complaining, "You've never been so attentive to me!"
You Tong smiled and completely ignored his protesting eyes. Rong Yuchi was even more displeased. He held her face in his hands and said angrily, "I'm not happy about your intentions towards other men!"
"Ah?!" You Tong felt like he was about to faint, "That's your grandpa!"
"Everyone is the same! Men can't do it!" Rong Yuchi declared domineeringly
You Tong sighed lightly, why is it so difficult?!
Suddenly, she seemed to notice something, her brows wrinkled slightly, and she looked at him with squinted eyes.
She planned to go to Li's house in the afternoon. Could it be that... he still minds about Li Yuanhang?!