"Working with flowers and plants is about to get up early. Before the sun heats up the land, Ying Ru Fujin took the small flower cuts and carefully cut the leaves in the plant.
There were still a little dew on the leaves in the morning. Meili smelled a pleasant fragrance. "Yes," she answered quietly. She said that early this morning, I came to the palace to take care of the flowers and trees in the garden for my ancestors, and even called out.
When I came to her, my ancestor was very happy and solemnly told her to "study hard". The obvious intentions could not be considered as hints.
"It is often said that a good flower still needs to be matched with green leaves, so looking at the beauty of a flower is not only about the beautiful flowers that bloom on the branches, but also about its leaves and shapes that cannot be withered, insect-eaten, or incomplete leaves."
As Fujin said and cut, more and more problematic leaves fell in the surrounding land. "And for this flower, the fallen leaves are also good fertilizer."
Miri understood what she said carefully. She quickly squatted down, collected the leaves scattered around her, picked up a small shovel in the tool box, and prepared to turn over the soil and bury the leaves.
Ying Ru Fujin looked at it and said slowly: "Digging the soil around the flower plants with a shovel will accidentally hurt the roots of the flower, and the whole flower will die in serious cases."
Meili was stunned for a moment and put down the shovel
"If you want to see beautiful flowers, you must cultivate them without any effort. If you want them to be rewarded, of course you have to pay." Ying Ru, the concubine carefully searches for the broken leaves in the flower branches, said with a unique meaning.
Miri smiled slightly, "Yes"
She used her hand to dig the soil under the flowers. If she had thought that Mrs. Ying Ru deliberately made things difficult for her, but now she felt that she was right and doing it... it would not be rewarded, but if she didn't give, she would definitely do so.
Don't get anything
"Dig a little deeper, it's just right for the Panasonic soil"
"Yes" Meili nodded with a smile, and carefully dug out the wet soil with her hands. It was light and light, for fear of hurting the roots of the flower, she was used to doing thick work. She had no nails, and she did it with her heart.
Mrs. Ying Ru looked at her and sneered faintly, "This tree is a rose, very similar to a rose, but not so noble and elegant."
Meili's hand shook slightly in the wet and cold soil. Although it looked like a rose, it was not so noble... She said that she continued to loosen the soil and buried the leaves from time to time, as if she didn't understand Ying Ru Fujin's
Irony
"Roses are actually easy to raise, but I'm afraid they are too delicate. If they have too much fat, they won't survive if they are watered hard." After cutting the leaves, Ying Ruqin picked up the water can again, holding them high and sprinkled water from all directions, and the lush branches and leaves were lush.
Didn't bear much water droplets, and Meili, who was squatting under the flowers, was immediately poured on her head and on her body.
She didn't move and continued to bury Ye Songtu. Her little body was trembling slightly by the sudden cold water droplets. She always smiled and continued her work. Ying Ru Fujin sighed secretly, and after a few strokes, she finally couldn't bear it.
Put down the spray pot
Yonghe walked into the garden and his smile was still so bright, "Mom, what good flowers have you taken care of all morning?"
Miri lowered her eyes and didn't dare to lift her up. She felt a little nervous. It's been a few days since the conversation that night. I don't know for so long whether he was deliberately hiding or something really happened. They never met. He... should have already gone from
Ying Ru, when Fujin learned what his ancestor meant, what he thought...
"Good flowers? No good flowers, just this rose." Mrs. Ying Ru's tone was a little annoyed.
"It's very beautiful." Yonghe glanced at him disapprovingly and said, "What are you doing?"
Miri's heart suddenly thrust, he...
"How can I dig the soil with my hands!" He squatted down and pulled her hand out of the soil without avoiding suspicion. "What should I do if the stones are cut through?" In front of Ying Rufujin, Meili was embarrassed.
He broke away from his hand
Ying Ruxian looked at him coldly and said with no slightest feeling: "Songtu had to use his hands! Your mother did this too!"
"Is that?" Yonghe frowned in confusion, "Then I'll just dig the soil?" His slender and white hands grabbed the soil without hesitation.
"You have to bury all the leaves back!" Ying Ru Fujin looked like he couldn't stand him and glanced at him, "Are you loosening the soil or digging a hole?!"
After Meili discovered that Yonghe had arrived, although Ying Ru's tone became much more mean, the expression on her face clearly showed that she loved the mother and son and was very interesting. Even the cold Fujin just now became
It's very vivid and warm. The relationship between mother and son is very deep. Her eyes are slightly sour. It's so good to have parents...
She was afraid that she would cry, so she took two breaths and Ying felt as much for Yonghe as Fujin. Her ancestors actually wanted to betroth him such a girl... Of course she was not happy, she was really sorry for the mother and son.
"Okay?" Yonghe clapped his hands and stood up, "The soil is loose, and the leaves are buried. If you go to the ancestors to talk, the sun is getting strong and the sun is so hot."
Ying Ru looked at her son, looked at Meili again, frowned, and nodded reluctantly, turned around and left.
"Let's wash your hands" Yonghe called out to her insane
"Oh... OK" she nodded. Could it be that Ying Ru's concubine hadn't told him yet?
Going out of the garden, a smart eunuch had already brought two basins of water to serve
Miri washed her hands silently and suddenly lost the courage to talk to him
After the eunuch retreated, he and her were the only ones left in the small open space.
"Well... that..." Yonghe raised his eyebrows and swallowed with embarrassment, "My mother has already told me."
Miri clenched her fists tightly, trying to stabilize her breathing. If he said something that made her uncomfortable next, she would smile at him, she knew...that's not his fault.
"I..." He looked down at her pale little face, "I'm very happy!" After saying that, he felt embarrassed, coughed lightly, turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened.
She stared at the direction he left and it took her a long time to understand what he meant
He said...he is very happy?
Tears were falling down in unison. She was not happy to hear him say this, but grateful!
He might not know that at this moment, she heard his joy... how sad she felt in her heart, of course she knew that the price he was willing to marry her, he could not share her glory, but he,
He could still look at her with such sincere eyes and said: He is happy
Tears flowed through her lips. This was not the first time she had tasted tears, but this time it was not bitter so much that she couldn't bear it.
Yonghe, she... is so grateful!
In this life, she is happy for his words and for his tolerance of her heart, she is happy for anything she gives to him!