It's all the fault of being too handsome [Quick Transmigration]

"How did you get hurt like this?"

Being extremely weak, Jinyu vaguely heard the voice of an old man, who was carefully lifted and slowly moved away from where he was originally.

Where are you taking me?

I, who am I?

By the way, I am a lotus petal orchid cultivated into a human being. I was knocked back to my original shape by Tianlei when I crossed the catastrophe. Although I successfully survived the catastrophe, it will take at least decades before I can recover from my injuries and return to human form. .

Kick kick.

Footsteps landed on the ground, and there was a rhythmic sound.

The palms she held were warm and reassuring. Even though she thought she couldn't trust human beings casually, Jinyu still couldn't bear the feeling of weakness and fell asleep.

Jingle Bell,

The wind chime rang, and a child opened the door and walked in.

The air-conditioning in the store made the children breathe a sigh of relief. This small town comes early and hot in summer, and it can be too hot in May. It is only a few minutes away from the air-conditioned home. The vest the child is wearing Already wet with sweat, clinging to the body.

At a young age, the child's expression is very serious, walking around the small flower shop, carefully patrolling, looking for the flowers he likes.

Today is Mother's Day. My mother has been ill for a long time and has been hospitalized. After buying flowers, I will go to the hospital and give them to my mother. My mother will be very happy, and maybe the disease will be cured!

The child clutched the pocket money he had saved, his hands were damp with sweat, he wiped his hands on his vest, and squeezed the money tightly again.

"Grandpa An, the flowers in your store are blooming really well!" The child said sincerely, with a serious and cute appearance.

Grandpa An watched Wei Ling pick and choose with a smile, he couldn't make up his mind, and said, "Xiao Ling, what flower did you fancy? Grandpa gave it to you, maybe it's for your mother. The carnations here are good."

Wei Ling followed Grandpa An's words and shifted his gaze to the blooming carnations of various colors. In the middle of his gaze, Wei Ling accidentally saw the orchids placed on the counter, and asked, "What is this?" Hua, he seems to be sick?"

Grandpa An touched the flower pot where the orchid was planted, and sighed: "This is a lotus petal orchid. When I found him, he was already seriously injured. I don't know if I can feed him, but I really can't bear to let him go." He withers, heals as best he can."

Grandpa An's eyes were a little confused: "It is said that the flowering period of the lotus petal orchid is during the New Year's Day and the Spring Festival, that is, from December to March of the next year, but since I found him in February, it has been blooming undefeated until now. It's a strange thing, it's so sluggish."

However, Wei Ling couldn't take his eyes off the pink flower like a butterfly, it was so beautiful, it turned out to be Lian petal orchid, the name is really nice.

Wei Ling couldn't move his eyes away, he liked this ugly orchid very much.

But grandpa an also said that he is very weak now, and he can't take care of him well.

Wei Ling looked away reluctantly, and chose among various colors of carnations, and chose pink without hesitation.

After wrapping the carnations that Wei Ling had chosen, Grandpa An handed them to Wei Ling. The five-year-old child was holding a bouquet of flowers, his whole little head was blocked by the flowers.

He grasped the flowers tightly, stretched out his clenched hands to Grandpa an, opened them, revealing the money that was clutched inside, wrinkled and wet.

Grandpa An pushed his little hand back: "Grandpa gave it to you, no money."

Wei Ling stubbornly stretched out his hand in front of Grandpa An again: "Mom told me not to take other people's things casually."

"Grandpa's things belong to someone else? You child!" Grandpa An's face was serious, pretending to be dissatisfied.

Wei Ling didn't flinch at all, and stared blankly at Grandpa An, pure and stubborn.

Grandpa An had no choice but to take out a 1 yuan note from Wei Ling's hand and put it in the drawer: "Okay, you are really stubborn, I don't know who you followed?"

After all, Wei Ling was still young and didn't know the real value of this bouquet of flowers. Seeing that Grandpa An took the money, he was relieved and said goodbye to Grandpa An politely. Finally, he looked at the orchids on the counter with nostalgia. Slow left.

Grandpa An is worried, what if such a child accidentally falls while holding a large bouquet of flowers?

They closed the shop and sent the children to the hospital all the way.

The old man and the child arrived at the door of the ward, but before they had time to open the door, there were quarreling sounds from inside the door.

"What do you mean? Blame me? I handle so many cases every day, and I'm so busy. If I don't work hard to make money, where do I get the money to see your doctor and raise your children?" The man's voice was suppressed, and he said angrily.

The woman coughed a few times, but did not reply.

The originally happy expression on Wei Ling's face disappeared, and he hugged the flower in his hand tightly.

Grandpa an was standing beside him, feeling a little embarrassed.

He shouldn't get involved in the matter of the young couple, but the child is outside the door, and the child has heard it all, which is not good.

Grandpa An pretended to cough outside to remind the people in the ward, then opened the door and led Wei Ling in.

Holding the flowers in both hands, Wei Ling walked to the hospital bed and handed them to the pale woman on the bed:

"Mom, Happy Mother's Day!"

The woman's expressionless face showed a soft smile when she saw Wei Ling. She took the flowers, touched the child's head, and said softly: "Mom is very happy, Xiao Ling is really sensible, he is already a little man Now, I know that sending flowers to my mother will make my mother happy."

Wei Ling rubbed his mother's hand, full of attachment: "Mom, you should be happier, the doctor said, keep happy, and the disease will be cured."

The doctor's original words are to keep the patient in a happy mood, which can increase the chance of cure. The child can't understand, and the childish words are full of love for the mother.

This sentence stimulated Wei Wenjian, he knew that the chance of a woman being cured was very small, and the cancer was in the advanced stage, and there was no improvement at all except spending money like running water, and he was already a little exhausted.

"Where did you get these flowers?" Wei Wenjian's voice suddenly became severe.

Grandpa An, who had never spoken, said, "Xiaoling bought it from me."

"Why are you yelling at the child?" The woman frowned, dissatisfied with the man.

She pulled Wei Ling over and hugged him to comfort him.

"Look at the child you taught, where did he get the money to buy so many flowers?" Wei Wenjian said angrily, and then said to Grandpa An, "I know you have good intentions, but the child's greedy personality cannot be tolerated."

Grandpa An held Wei Wenjian out of his hand ready to hit the child, and was also a little angry: "It's just 16 carnations, which are worthless. Xiaoling is kind and wishes his mother all the best, good luck and good health on Mother's Day. I was going to give it to him directly, but he said his mother told him not to take other people's things casually, so I took the money."

"The child's mother is sick. The child is obedient, well-behaved, and young. You are a policeman after all. How can you vent your anger at work on your relatives?"

Grandpa An didn't know where Wei Wenjian's anger came from, he thought it was the anger accumulated while handling the case.

Wei Wenjian was a little embarrassed by what Grandpa An said. As an elder, Grandpa An made sense. He was also embarrassed to say that it was because of the operation fee, so he stopped talking embarrassingly.

There were three members of the family, and Grandpa An couldn't stay for long as an outsider. He patted Xiaoling's head and left the ward.

As soon as Grandpa An left, the atmosphere in the ward condensed again. Wei Ling was hugged by his mother, and he didn't notice the atmosphere. Look at that beautiful lotus petal orchid.

As time passed, Grandpa An took care of the slumped lotus petal orchid as usual, and sighed at his lack of improvement.

Wei Ling came to the small shop very diligently, and often helped Grandpa An manage the flower shop, but he was a five-year-old child, but he was very sensible, which made Grandpa An feel sorry for him. His son and grandson were all out of town, so he gradually took care of the flower shop. Wei Ling treats him like his own grandson.

With the arrival of the rainy season, the sky is always dark and gray, and a heavy rain can break out at any time.

On this day, Wei Ling helped Grandpa An take care of the flower shop as usual. Looking at the beautiful lotus petal orchid, under the careful care of Grandpa An, Wei Ling felt that he seemed to be more energetic.

Boom!

The sound of thunder was heard outside, and the rain slowly began to fall.

Wei Ling frowned, and had no choice but to say goodbye to Grandpa An: "Grandpa An, it's raining, I'm going home before it rains heavily."

"Hey, be careful on the road, walk slowly, and be careful of puddles and stones." Grandpa An urged earnestly.

"Got it, Grandpa An, goodbye." Wei Ling waved his little hand, opened his little umbrella and stepped into the rain.

Grandpa An watched the little figure leave at the door, until he turned the corner and saw no more figure, he sighed desolately, turned and returned to the shop.

Drizzling drizzling drizzling.

Kick kick.

With the sound of messy footsteps approaching, three men opened the door and walked into the flower shop. They didn't bring umbrellas, and their bodies were drenched in rain.

The obvious leader spat in a low voice: "Damn it, it's really unlucky. Not only did I lose money, but I was also drowned."

Jingle Bell,

The wind chime on the door was still shaking, making a crisp sound.

The rain on the three of them fell on the ground, and a small puddle of water slowly formed on the ground.

Several people scolded a few words one after another.

Grandpa An saw their distressed appearance. At this time, he was holding the lotus petal orchid in his hand and was loosening the soil for him, observing and caring carefully.

He put down the flowerpot, and said softly and lovingly: "It's raining heavily outside, you guys hide here for a while, and leave when the rain subsides."

Grandpa An's words made the three of them turn their attention from Wet's body to him.

Seeing an old man in his 70s and [-]s looking at the store alone, the leader rolled his eyes, winked at the two people behind him, and showed a smirk on his face: "Thank you, old man, this rain is really annoying , come as soon as you say it."

While speaking, he seemed to be approaching Grandpa An inadvertently, until there was only about one meter away, the leader and the two people around him surrounded Grandpa An, showing an ugly face.

"Old man, my father is short of money, I will borrow some flowers from you, hehe, don't be ignorant, my father, I don't know the severity of what to do.

Grandpa An's face turned pale. He didn't expect that he would provoke these bastards for no reason with his kindness.

"The money is in the cabinet at the counter." Grandpa An said bluntly, now he can only spend money to avoid disaster.

"Hey, you're smart." The leader swept his gaze away and ordered one person to go to the counter to get money, while he and the other continued to look at Grandpa An.

The man wiped out all the money in the counter, there were several hundred, which was already a large sum of money in a small remote county in [-], more than a month's wages for their hard work.

The man glanced at the unhappy lotus petal orchid on the counter, his eyes lit up, walked back to the leader, and said, "That's a lotus petal orchid, a very expensive kind of orchid." He shook the money in his hand, "We'll sell this Spend it, and the money you get is much more than these hundreds of dollars."

The leader's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was going to get the orchids on the counter.

This lotus petal orchid is still sick, has not been raised well, was taken away by these laymen, and it doesn't know how to raise it, so it will probably die in a short time.

Grandpa An loves flowers, so he would not let someone ruin this lotus petal orchid.

"This flower is sick, you take it away, you won't be able to raise it, and if he is dead, you can't sell it for money." Grandpa An stopped the leader and explained.

The leader didn't believe Grandpa An's words. He only thought that Grandpa An was afraid that they would take away his treasure, so he lied to him.

Suddenly impatient, he stretched out his hand and pushed Grandpa An.

As he said, the leading man was a man who didn't know the seriousness. When he pushed, Grandpa An was already old and his figure was unstable. He was pushed by the man so that he threw himself sideways, and just hit the sharp corner of the counter, blood spurting Splashing out, on the beautiful pink lotus petal orchid, the bright red warm blood, like the morning dew, is crumbling on the petals and grass leaves.

"Boss, is the boss there?" A mellow voice sounded.

The door was pushed open, and the wind chimes jingled, crisp and melodious.

At the counter of the small flower shop, the person who was resting on his arms was awakened from his dream by the visitor. He opened his eyes and stood up. His eyes were extremely cold, but his appearance was beautiful, and a tear in his eyes was as red as blood.

He said lightly, "Customer, what kind of flowers do you want to buy?"