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 two people's lives 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 one is the flawless one I have loved/The blue and purple camellias/Keeping the candles/Every piece is caring about you/You are at the end of the world/My tears are flowing/The flowers have slowly grown up/Who is teasing you
Sing that camellia song/The flowers have entered the tea/When can I get home/The wind always worries me/Will you still admire the flowers quietly under the west window/The invisible world/Where can I cuddle up and talk with you/The wind
Blow dry my cheeks/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 worry.
"Dad, Mom, rest in peace!"
He stood up, patted the dust off 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 it was too dry to wipe. She turned her head and looked at the small bucket not far away, hoping to wet the handkerchief there.
Suddenly, her elbow was grabbed 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, while a deep voice sounded in her ears.
"We live with the same heart and die with the same acupoint." His voice sounded very gentle.
"Live from the same heart, die from the same point..." She muttered silently, as if she had realized something.
Rong Yuchi remained silent, holding her hand and walking to a place ten meters away behind him. There were some tools piled up there, left by the movers just now. There were a few 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 wrapped in soil, making it look easy to survive.
She recognized it, it was the tung flower.
Rong Yuchi took a shovel, dug a hole in an open space not far away, and 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 together here after we die."
Tung flower is a monoecious plant with alternate leaves and a heart-shaped shape.
What they planted was not flowers, but vows.
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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 was easy to say, just give her a scarf or something, but grandpa was 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. Let's 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.
"It's okay to 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 baits are probably imported, so isn’t the gift she bought too ordinary?!
Not good, not good.
She shook her head intuitively, rejecting 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 bait. Out of curiosity, she specifically inquired about how to make that kind of fishing bait.
It's very simple, but the effect is very good, and the fish love to eat it.
Since you can't buy suitable fishing bait, it's better to make it yourself. It's less of a courtesy and more of a sentiment, and there might be unexpected surprises.
Having made 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 first stir-fry the rice, cornmeal, and rapeseed cake 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.
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 baits separately and put them into bags. A small card was also attached inside, explaining in detail how to use them.
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 looked, 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 narrowed her eyes at him.
She planned to go to Li's house in the afternoon. Could it be that... he still cares about Li Yuanhang?!