System: Interstellar Planting Daily

In the past few days, Ye Qingluo harassed Bai Jingyuan when he had time, wanting to know what gift he wanted to give him.

Bai Jingyuan, a ruffian from the army, just teased Ye Qingluo.

No, this made Ye Qingluo angry.

send Message? No return!

Video communication? Don't answer!

In this way, Bai Jingyuan followed his heart and sent a message to promise that he would never take beetles as gifts. Only then did Ye Qingluo pay attention to him.

The two of them had just made an appointment to go home together.

Ye Qingluo suddenly received a message from Mu Lao. After reading the message, Ye Qingluo shrugged helplessly and sent a message to Bai Jingyuan: I am going to let you go.

Bai Jingyuan: Letting go of pigeons? What's the meaning?

Ye Qingluo: It means that I am going to break the appointment. Grandpa Mu asked me to come over and said that he was going to visit a senior.

Bai Jingyuan: Senior? Then I know who it is.

Ye Qingluo: Who is it?

Bai Jingyuan: There is only one person who can call the old man a senior. Go meet him, a very kind old man.

Now that Bai Jingyuan said so, Ye Qingluo stopped thinking about it and followed Mu Lao into the car.

This car is a special car that comes to pick up the old man and his grandson. It looks simple and unpretentious, but in fact it has extremely strong defense capabilities. Ordinary physical attacks may not even be able to break through the outermost layer of protection.

Of course, these were all precautions. Ye Qingluo and Mu Lao had a smooth journey and landed safely at their destination half an hour later.

From the outside, the house in front of me looks very much like a house in southern China in the 20th century.

The gate is also a double-door imitation wood, only two meters wide. Compared with the white exterior wall that is dozens of meters long, this gate is really not that big.

After Ye Qingluo got out of the car, he saw someone coming to greet him at the door. He was an old man about the same age as Mu Lao.

"Old Mumu, you are finally here!"

Mu Lao also smiled happily, took the other person's arm and patted him: "Lao Hua, why are you here too? I haven't seen you for a while!"

"No!" Hua Lao also patted Mu Lao's arm twice and turned his gaze to Ye Qingluo, "However, I'm not here to catch up with you. I'm here specifically to meet Xiao Qingluo!"

Ye Qingluo looked at Mu Lao in confusion.

Mu Lao crossed his arms and stopped Hua Lao aside. He half-took Ye Qingluo's arm and walked into the courtyard. As he walked, he introduced to the confused Ye Qingluo:

"This is the western suburbs of the capital. The person we want to meet is a fraction older than you. Don't be afraid. He has a good temper.

As for the latter one, he is somewhat destined to you. He is Lingchen Ling'an's grandfather. "

Ye Qingluo quickly stopped, turned around and looked at Mr. Hua who was following him, and bowed politely as a junior.

"Hello, Grandpa Hua."

Mr. Hua is so happy! He glared at Mu Lao.

have a look! Xiao Qingluo is so polite!

I have to urge my eldest grandson to quickly decide on his granddaughter-in-law! So that the granddaughter-in-law’s brother can call him grandpa in a legitimate manner!

"Let's go in first!"

Hua Lao kindly pulled Ye Qingluo inside, leaving Mu Lao behind.

Mu Lao shook his head in a funny way, this old Hua Tou was still so arrogant.

The three of them walked through the slightly empty front yard and entered the living room.

The owner of the house, an old man over a hundred years old, is in the hall.

The old man looks like an eighty or ninety-year-old birthday star on the other side of the earth. He looks at the visitors with a kind-hearted smile. He is indeed a gentle person.

However, he is really getting older and can no longer move so neatly. The old man is now sitting in a wheelchair.

"Teacher," Mr. Hua pulled Ye Qingluo to the old man, "This is young Comrade Ye Qingluo, brought to you!"

Mu Lao glanced at the seller with disdain.

He stepped forward and said, "Teacher."

"Well, luckily you are the one pulling the strings, otherwise I would have scared the children!"

Mu Lao patted Ye Qingluo on the shoulder and introduced him: "This is Mr. Zhou, the Dinghai Shenzhen of our country..."

Mr. Zhou waved his hand and interrupted Mu Lao with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, and don't talk about seniority. Xiao Qingluo just calls me grandpa."

Ye Qingluo looked at Mu Lao, who sighed and waved his hand.

"Hello, Grandpa Zhou."

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Zhou said with a smile, "I heard that Xiao Qingluo's power can save plants. It is a very rare power!"

As soon as Mr. Zhou started chatting, Ye Qingluo was at a loss for words.

Mu Lao said helplessly: "Teacher, you are still so direct. You should be more careful in front of children!"

"Oh, I've been used to it all my life." Mr. Zhou said to Ye Qingluo cheerfully, "Don't be afraid, little guy. This is what I say, old man, and I can't change it!"

Ye Qingluo scratched his head: "It's nothing, you don't need to change it."

"Listen! It's easier for juniors to get along with each other. I remember that Jieyuan boy said the same thing a few years ago!"

Mr. Zhou didn't speak politely at all, he went straight to the point: "I invite Xiao Qingluo here this time, mainly because I want you to help save the bamboo."

"I have a piece of bamboo growing in my backyard. Unfortunately, it is getting worse every year and it is about to die. Fortunately, Xiao Qingluo, you showed up!"

"Grandpa Zhou, don't worry, I will try my best to save the bamboo!"

Bamboo is a good thing!

Let’s not talk about things like bamboo products and papermaking that require cutting down bamboo, nor the fact that bamboo shoots, large and small, can be eaten!

The bamboo itself is so beautiful!

Moreover, it has developed root system and grows rapidly. If it can adapt to the environment here, it will definitely be a good plant for quickly greening the environment!

Ye Qingluo's eyes were bright, and his eyes flickered towards Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know your rules. As long as I can save and cure it, it doesn't matter if I let you dig a few more trees."

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhou. Don't worry!"

The three old men knew Ye Qingluo's abilities very well and were not worried at all about saving the bamboo.

What makes them unspeakable is that they came to Ye Qingluo this time not just to save the bamboo.

The four of them walked out of the hall, and a young man with a tall posture and a capable temperament suddenly appeared. After saluting a few people with a military salute, he pushed the wheelchair behind Mr. Zhou and followed everyone to the backyard.

The backyard of Mr. Zhou’s house is quite spacious!

Ye Qingluo looked speechless for a while.

This is not a backyard! ?

This should be called the back mountain! !

It's just that the back mountain is very desolate, and the plants are scattered here and there. The largest one is bamboo. It's still a little dry at this time, and I'm afraid it will die someday later.

Ye Qingluo didn't say anything. He walked quickly and walked a few steps to the bamboo bush. He placed his palm on a bamboo and lowered his eyes to use his supernatural power.

Like most nutrient-poor plants, these bamboos are like this because they cannot absorb nutrients from the soil.

Ye Qingluo controlled his supernatural powers and shuttled between bamboos, quickly nourishing their almost exhausted bodies.

Bamboo: Thank you, awesome little human!

Ye Qingluo Black Line: ...What the hell is a little human being? ?

Ye Qingluo was not surprised at all that the bamboo could communicate with him so clearly, because this piece of bamboo must be quite strong if it can survive outdoors for so long.

Bamboo: Amazing little human, can you do me a favor? I am willing to break off one meter of bamboo whip... no, two meters!

Ye Qingluo was surprised. He had almost cured this guy, what else could it ask for?

Ye Qingluo: OK, I’ll help you. What do you need me to do?

Bamboo: I have a friend...