At first, Qu's father Qu Gui, who rushed over, thought that he would see his son being beaten very badly by his cousin. While walking on the road, he was still thinking about how he would stop them if the two kids were really beaten too fiercely.

Although they are cousins, they will hurt their feelings after thinking about it if they are too cruel.

Unexpectedly, when he stood in front of Lu Yan's room, he saw two brothers talking happily, and Lu Yan's last sentence: When you come back, I will decide that you will be the next abbot.

After coming out of my cousin's wing room, I walked the way I had just arrived with my father Qu Gui. Qu Xiangyao saw that his father had a blue face and looked very bad all the way, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Dad, don't worry, even if I really become a monk, my cousin and I will not be monks all our lives. At most twenty years, we will all go home. Don't worry that no one will inherit the family business at home."

It's just twenty years, and after twenty years, I'll be only in the thirty-two or three years. It's the best age for a man. He is in full swing in the spring and autumn and is in his prime. As long as he doesn't lose his homework because of his thoughts in planting flowers in these twenty years, everything is fine. Qu Xiangyao thought it very simply.

Qu Gui's expression was still not good.

Qu Xiangyao secretly glanced at him and added: "If you think it's too long to wait for twenty years, then when you go back, you want to practice a small trumpet with my mother and have a second child, it's not impossible..."

Qu Gui doesn't want to speak very much now because his thinking is strangely coincidental with Lu Yan just now. He always feels that he has worked hard to raise such a big son and seems to have a string missing in his mind.

Is this a problem with two children not two children?! What piano are you playing here?

After being silent for about five or six minutes, when you could vaguely see the light in the wing room, Qu Gui suddenly sighed and reached out to rub his nose. He looked a little tired: "Xiang Yao, tell me honestly, what is the thing on Mount Wutai so attractive to you?"

Let you easily spend twenty years of time on a joke that seems so absurd to everyone.

Qu Xiangyao doesn't want to say it.

The boy's shoulders were too tender, but he wanted to carry the whole world.

The boy's feelings are too immature, but he wants to face the entire sea of ​​stars.

During this period, Qu Xiangyao always had a dream repeatedly. He dreamed that he had a handful of flowers and walked past all his relatives. He inserted a small daisy with morning dew on his father's desk and wore a beautiful rose between his mother's hair. The tea made with jasmine and bamboo leaves must be the taste that his grandfather liked. As he walked, he only had the last two left in his hand.

Give me the ugliest one to my cousin and leave the last one by myself.

If I have happiness, if my happiness can be realized. I want to divide it into countless equal parts and give it to everyone I care about.

If such beauty can be achieved, what is twenty years? It will eventually become the most worthwhile twenty years in my life!

He had just experienced the transformation period and understood too much that hope was shattered after he had and lost it, and it seemed that the whole world began to become dark.

Before, because I just "comprehensive" and smiled at the flower, I was so excited that I didn't notice that my cousin suddenly came out. Afterwards, Qu Xiangyao thought about it again and again, before the matter was done, it would be better not to reveal the matter of flower to more people to know.

He didn't want his relatives to feel the feeling of shattering hope. He might as well wait for him to finish everything and then tell him about it with his family. Everyone will be happy at that time.

The boy's expression gradually filled with the passionate and lofty courage.

Let my cousin and I bear the torment and suffering. Qu Xiangyao looked at the sky forty-five degrees, his eyes slightly red.

Qu Gui's brows became tighter and tighter. The boy showed off such an expression, because he was afraid that others would not know that something was wrong here?

It would be fine if these two boys were on a whim. They were afraid that if they were deliberately exploited or misled by the hostile people of Lu and Qu families, this move would be poisonous and the two heirs of the two families would be destroyed.

Qu Gui made up his mind and ignored Qu Xiangyao's resistance look. After returning to the wing room, he directly tried him in the middle of the night.

In the end, Qu Xiangyao finally fell to various psychological offensives such as his father's coercion and inducement, and his willpower was disintegrated layer by layer. In the end, Qu Gui found something.

Qu Xiangyao had red eyes, and it could be seen that he had just been tried and cried. With his father's stern look, he explained the whole story: "All this starts with the beginning of the flower..."

Hua? Qugui frowned, then looked over and signaled Qu Xiangyao to continue.

After listening to Qu Xiangyao's narration, Qu Gui wondered if this kid was making up a story to deceive him.

A mutated flower that can relieve pleasure loss? It is simply a fantasy.

But the facts cannot tolerate Qu Gui not believing it, because the flower is now held by the baby Xixi in Qu Xiangyao's hand, and then handed it over by Qu Xiangyao hesitantly.

Qu Gu hesitated to stretch out his hand.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes, half an hour...

Qu Gui felt that his worldview had been reset.

He sat blankly, keeping his hands stretching forward to caress the flowers.

a long time…...

Qu Xiangyao exclaimed: "Dad, why are you crying?"

Am I crying?

Qugu reflected his face and looked at the wetness between his fingers.

Yes, I am a big man, why do I cry just by saying that I can’t help but cry?

Finally, Qu Gui laughed at herself: "Your mother cried when she listened to the nursery rhymes, and I even laughed at her. Fortunately, she is not here now."

Qu Gui couldn't describe the mood that was filled with his entire senses just now. He was not ecstatic, nor did he just want to laugh out loud like a martial arts film on TV.

It was more like a distant call that spanned more than ten decades. It was like at that moment, his body suddenly traveled back to a spring outing in his childhood, and large areas of wild flowers bloomed throughout the hillside.

The teachers chased and shouted behind them, letting the children run slower and be careful to fall. As a result, the children in front of them, who were like little chicks, turned a blind eye to them, and only buried themselves in the flowers, and then suddenly appeared when the teacher came close.

A tender smiling face that may still be stained with falling petals, smiling innocently in the sunshine and the scent of the nose.

A lot of things happened that night, such as Qu Xiangyao's flower was rushed to a laboratory under Qu's name for the most precise test under Qu's name.

For example, after answering a call from his son-in-law, Lu Yan's grandfather walked steadily with a crutch and instructed his son and daughter-in-law to tie his grandson upside down to a tree in the temple. He didn't say when he would put it down, but continued to go back to sleep.

It’s just that the phone that was placed in the old man’s ear, which was different from usual, exposed the old man’s uneasy mood.

The next evening, the old man received a call from his son-in-law Qu Gui. Although the laboratory researchers got up in the middle of the night to work overtime to test a flower, and they were wearing gloves throughout the whole process and were not allowed to take it off, let alone damage the flower, it did not prevent them from giving the most accurate results.

"Genetic test results show that this is a very common wild chrysanthemum of the Asteraceae daisy."

The old man and Qugui were not surprised by this result. Modern science is helpless in the revelation disorder, and it can even be said that they have no clue at all.

It is normal for a flower that has mutated to restrain the loss of pleasure.

However, both Qu Gui and Mr. Lu knew that this was definitely not an ordinary flower. It represents: hope.

After all, if you can grow one, you can grow the second and third ones, right?

This kind of flower may be rare, but it is not unique.

All the people in the matter refused to think of this terrible assumption.

***

Lin Family

Lin Han started shouting from a distance: "Fefe! Fefe, go and see, your flowers are all blooming early this morning!"

When we went to enjoy the flowers together yesterday, there were still many flowers in the orchard bushes, but after a short night, they all seemed to be pressed to open.

The child ran out hand in hand with his brother Yao Yao. Lin Yao clapped his hands happily when he heard this, and looked happier than Philip. "Brother Philip, let's go see the flowers."

Since Lin Yao got old, he went to a kindergarten with Philip. The two little guys went to school together every day and got off school together. Lin Yao became even more attached to his Philip Brother Philip.

Fefei's big round eyes also showed a hint of surprise. She was about to lift her foot toward the orchard, but remembered something. She leaned into a fluffy little head at the entrance of the living room and invited everyone in the room: "Fefei's flowers are all in bloom. Do you want to go and see again?"

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Lin Lin felt that the flower viewing activity he held yesterday was particularly successful. Everyone drank tea and enjoyed the flowers together, and could eat the fruits that were picked and washed by Philip, and then fed into his mouth. This was worth the trip. So in the face of Philip's invitation again, he responded very positively: "Go, Philip, please wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there are any prepared snacks to bring."

As he said that, he walked towards the kitchen.

The remaining people in the living room also felt that yesterday's fun was not over and were happily invited.

When Lin Jingli went out, he also asked the little guy, "Fei, Uncle still wants to eat the grapes you washed this time."

Philip patted his uncle's little chest, meaning: wrapped around Philip.

Slowly, more and more people responded. Just like yesterday, a huge group of people walked towards the orchard.

Lin Lin walked in the front, carrying two large baskets in his hand, looking like he was going to have a picnic.

After arriving at the orchard, I first admired Philip's small garden for a while. Lin Jingli took out his cell phone and asked for permission from Philip: "Philipel, can uncle take a picture of your little flower?"

The child was very generous, and he heard this and found a good angle for his uncle and waved to him: "Uncle took pictures of this place, the flowers here are so beautiful."

With a click, Lin Jingli took photos of the flowers, and then the next step: post it to Moments.

Perhaps because the circle of friends did not achieve the expected results last time, Lin Jingli also specially added a line of words: [Fein and Fetus Plant Flowers.] Picture#

Qu Gui took out his cell phone and took the time to give Lin Jingli a thumbs up. He was actually not very familiar with Lin Jingli, mainly because he was familiar with Lin Yuqing. However, likes were the most basic politeness of online social networking, and he understood.

Since you have already ordered the praise, it seems that it is not complete without saying anything. Then let me say something.

[Qugui: So many flowers are very beautiful.]

Lin Jingli's side actually recovered quickly: [Lin Jingli replied to the rules of the song: Philip and Philip planted it himself, there are too many of them.]

It was a bit too much to say, but the plaques on the two mobile phone screens still felt a subtle show-off.

Philip, he knew who it was, wasn’t he Lin Jingli’s nephew? What does it mean to say too much? Isn’t it just a secret show of his own children?

Qu Gui, who was a little competitive, curled his lips. How capable is his son? Although his son did not plant a flower, he found a mutated little daisy!
Chapter completed!