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Put gardenias on the small table in the bedroom, and the whole room will be fragrant when you sleep.

Song Li used to sleep with his face facing the inside of the bed. After all, sleeping facing Dong Wu made him feel very uncomfortable. Today, because of this pot of gardenias, he turned his face outside the bed for the first time.

An oil lamp was lit on the table. Dong Wu was folding the clothes that came in and putting them away in the closet. Song Li lay on the bed with his head propped up and looked at the pot of gardenias, and suddenly said, "I've only heard It’s the first time I’ve seen the name Gardenia, it’s pretty pretty, and the scent is good too.”

Dong Wu looked at him and said, "The gardenia tree in Aunt Six's house is said to be almost 200 years old. As soon as you walk into the compound, the fragrance of this flower will immediately be fragrant. Her family relies on selling this gardenia every year to make money. It’s a lot of money, which can be used to add new clothes to her children.”

Hearing what he said, Song Li was quite surprised, and said, "Is her family going to sell these flowers, so it doesn't matter if she sends these to our house?"

Dong Wu smiled helplessly, "You just keep it when she asks you to send it. There's nothing to worry about these few flowers."

Song Li thought that he was being stingy, so he smiled and said, "Then take it, this flower is really good. I remember reading an article before, which said that gardenias are very tacky flowers, even the fragrance is not good. It’s sweet and vulgar, and I can’t go to the elegant hall. I thought what gardenia looks like. It turns out to be so beautiful and tastes good. Why can’t I go to the elegant hall. I want to see the tree that is more than 200 years old tomorrow. , I don’t know how thick and tall it should be.”

Dong Wu put all his clothes away, put the oil lamp on the high stool beside the bed, took off his coat and prepared to go to bed, and said, "You read a lot, I have never heard of gardenias before. It's tacky, but the rouge flower is tacky. Aunt Six's gardenia tree is in the backyard of her house. If you want to see it, I'll accompany you there tomorrow. However, it's probably not as tall or tall as you think. sturdy."

The description of gardenia that Song Li saw was an essay he read when he was in high school, comparing gardenia with magnolia, so Dong Wu said that he read a lot, so he couldn’t be more polite. He just said, "Whenever you are free tomorrow, just go and see it with me!"

Dong Wu came to bed, and Song Li also kindly handed Dong Wu's thin quilt to him, then still looked at the pot of gardenias on the table with his head up, and praised again, "This is really fragrant!"

Seeing his intoxicated face, Dong Wu smiled, patted the quilt on his body lightly, and said, "I've blown the lamp, go to sleep!"

Maybe it was because the gardenias were so fragrant. After Dong Wu blew on the lamp, Song Li tossed and turned and still couldn't fall asleep. The scent kept his nasal cavity excited, and he always wanted to catch the scent, so that his brain was also excited, and he couldn't fall asleep anyway. .

He turned over again, Dong Wu reached out and touched the thin quilt on his body, and asked, "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

Song Li had no choice but to turn his face to Dong Wu and said, "Is it because the gardenias are so fragrant that I can't sleep, can you sleep?"

Dong Wu said, "I'll put the flowers outside."

Song Li hummed, seeing that Dong Wu got up with a glimmer of light outside the house and took the pot of gardenias out of the bedroom door, and he came in again after a while, and continued to lie down and sleep.

Now the room was finally not as fragrant as it used to be, and Song Li slowly fell asleep.

Song Li didn't wake up until it was bright outside again the next day. He thought Dong Wu had gone out again, and when he entered the kitchen, he heard a sound from the roof of the mop burning the fire. He was startled and ran out. He went to look at the roof and saw Dong Wu on the roof, and then he remembered that Dong Wu said yesterday that he was picking tiles, but Song Li didn't quite understand the meaning of picking tiles, he thought it was to repair the roof tiles some.

Dong Wu saw that Song Li had gotten up from the roof, and said, "I eat porridge today with pickled vegetables, and the food is in a pot on the stove. Go and eat it, and I'll comb your hair later."

Song Li felt a little embarrassed when he heard what he said. Dong Wu said that he combed his hair. Although he did this every day, Song Li felt very awkward when he said it. So Song Li washed up and ate again. For breakfast, he sat in front of the dressing table by himself and took out a comb to try to comb his hair. He struggled for a long time, but his hair fell out unknowingly, and his scalp hurt so much, but the hair was still intact After being tied up, and it was even more messy, he could only sit there frustrated and sulking with himself, wondering if he was really stupid, if his hands were not flexible, could he not be able to do such a simple thing...

Song Li looked frustrated, Dong Wu stood behind him without realizing it, Dong Wu took the comb from his hand and startled him, he raised his head to look at Dong Wu, with a hint of water in his eyes, Dong Wu asked said, "What's wrong?"

Song Li lowered his head and sighed, "Aren't my hands stupid? I can't even comb my hair."

Dong Wu was surprised, then pampered Song Li's head, and said, "Combling hair has nothing to do with being dexterous and clumsy. I heard other people's aunts say that if you eat more chicken wings, you will become very good at combing your hair." Hair, you probably don’t eat enough chicken wings! But it doesn’t matter, if you don’t know how to comb it, I can comb it for you.”

Song Li didn't believe in the theory of chicken wings, but his heart became more comfortable because of his words.

After Dong Wu combed his hair, he said, "Get up! I'll cover up the room, so as not to pick up the dust from the roof tiles and pollute the inside."

So Song Li and Dong Wu took mats woven from bamboo strips to cover up the big pieces of furniture, and Dong Wu asked Song Li not to come into this room when he was picking out the tiles for this room, for fear that something would drop and knock him out. Hit it.

Song Li agreed, so he went to sit in the yard. At first he wanted to do something, but later he found that Dong Wu had already done what he could do, so he could only take a chair and sit under the peach tree. Read and recognize characters.

Dong Wu built a long ladder by the wall outside the wall, so he carried the tiles outside, and then took the tiles to the roof, and then began to pick up the tiles on the roof of the bedroom. Song Li looked at it for a while Book, also went out of the courtyard door to the side wall, stood in the vegetable field outside and asked, "Can I help you?"

Dong Wu went down the ladder again to get some new tiles, and said, "It's not safe to climb the ladder, you can go about your business, you don't need to help here."

Song Li had no choice but to stand there watching for a while, then ran back to the yard.

Sitting in the shade of a tree and reading a book for a while, the covered courtyard door creaked and was pushed open. Song Li looked over and saw an eight or nine-year-old boy with a thick head and a thick head poking his head. He stood up and walked over asked, "What's the matter?"

The little boy blushed immediately and shrank his head away when he saw him. Song Li went to open the courtyard door and saw four or five little boys and two girls standing outside, including the one who brought flowers last night. Boys and girls, he said "huh" and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

When everyone saw him coming out, they all blushed and wanted to run away. Song Li immediately called to stop the child who brought flowers yesterday, and said, "Hey, don't run away. Yesterday's flowers are very fragrant and beautiful, thank you mother and you Now, do you want to take back yesterday's basket?"

The boy ran away in the end. Song Li stood at the door feeling puzzled. He really didn't know why the children here were so strange.

He went back to the courtyard and closed the courtyard door.

Dong Wu saw everything in his eyes on the roof, heaved a long sigh in his heart, looked at Song Li who was sitting back on the chair for a while, and told him, "Song Li, bring me a pot of water and bring me a pot of water." drink."

"Oh, good." Song Li responded, went into the kitchen, picked up a teapot filled with mint, took a large tea bowl, put it in a basket with a lid, and left the courtyard door to the side of the house. Dong Wu came down from the ladder , Song Li poured him a bowl of water and handed it to him. Seeing that Dong Wu's hands were dark because of picking tiles, he put the bowl directly to his mouth, and Dong Wu just stared at him like this. Song Li drank a bowl of water with his hand, and Song Li felt that someone was watching him and Dong Wu, and when he turned his head, he saw the same children hiding behind the peach and plum tree and peeping their brains.

Song Li asked Dong Wudao, "What are they doing?"

Dong Wu shouted to those children, "If you stay here again, I will sue your parents."

The children ran away quickly.

Song Li watched those children run away, feeling baffled in his heart, and muttered, "That Lin Wa'er doesn't want his basket anymore, and he didn't respond to asking him to take it back."

Dong Wu went up to the roof again, so Song Li had no choice but to go back to the courtyard.

After a while, the courtyard door was pushed open again. Song Li stood up abruptly and rushed over. Seeing the same children, he was really speechless to these children. Aren't they at home to help with work? I have been coming to his house for something, and I always hang around here without saying what it is for.

Just as Song Li was about to question them, the boy who opened the courtyard door just now suddenly stuffed a handful of yellow Gelan flowers into his hand, and then ran away. The boy who gave gardenias yesterday seemed to be the youngest among them. The taller one, because Song Li was pampered since he was a child, and his body is small, so he didn't look much bigger than this eleven or twelve-year-old boy. Baba said a few words, and said, "You...you said this...it looks good, so I picked some more."

He poured the flowers in the yard, then took his sister away, Song Li hurriedly called him, "Take your basket back."

He pushed his sister, and the little girl ran over. Song Li went to the eaves of the house and brought the basket to her. He also picked up a lot of sweet apricots and put them in the basket, saying, "Take it back and eat, thank you." Your family's flowers, but I have enough flowers here, I don't need any more, so don't pick any more!"

The little girl ran to her brother with the basket, and Song Li yelled at them again, "Don't poke around my house anymore, Dong Wu will come and beat you."

Song Li felt that his threat was very useful, because those children really did not come back after they ran away.

Seeing him like this, Dong Wu laughed on the roof, then lowered his head to concentrate on picking tiles.

In the morning, Song Li picked out the main bedroom, the main room, the kitchen, and the fire-burning house next to the kitchen.

Because the kitchen was dirty when picking tiles, the two went to Granny Li's house for lunch.

Granny Li only had two bedrooms that also functioned as storage rooms, and a kitchen, which was also used as the main room for entertaining guests and eating. Song Li ate at her house, and a few chickens ran into the kitchen. He pecked and ate the rice grains that had leaked on the ground, and then pecked at his feet again, which shocked Song Li so much that he didn't dare to stay at Granny Li's house any longer, and then went home.

At noon, Song Li took a nap, and Dong Wu cleaned up the dirty rooms in the house. When Song Li woke up, the front room of the house was clean and tidy again.

He sat at the table in the bedroom and poured a glass of water, staring at the gardenias and yellow Gelan planted on the table in a daze. He had thought a while ago that when the world was cleared up, he would run away from home to find his own love. Life, now being taken care of by Dong Wu so meticulously, Dong Wu has become the closest relative in his heart, can he really leave Dong Wu in the future?

Dong Wu was already picking tiles for the rooms in the back. Granny Li came over and was boiling the sour apricots that had dried in the shade into apricot jam. Seeing that Song Li had gotten up, she said, "You come to make apricots, and I will Set fire."

Song Li hurriedly responded and ran over.

After the reeds in the firewood house cut Song Li's fingers three times, Dong Wu stopped letting Song Li set the fire on fire, and Granny Li no longer forced him.

In the pot was half a pot of apricots that had been removed from the core and dried to the point of wilting. Added water and boiled them until they were rotten, so I poured two catties of white sugar into it. At this time, we had to stir constantly to avoid sticking. A small fire, but could not be extinguished.

Song Li kept stirring the contents of the pot, his hands were sore.Fortunately, there is no need to light the fire anymore, the remaining fire in the stove is enough. Granny Li went into the kitchen to take the spatula in his hand and stir it. When she saw Song Li retreating to the side and pinching his sore arm, she said, " You are really made of rotten wood, your hands are sore after such a long time."

Song Li had no choice but to smile flatteringly. He summed up his experience that when Granny Li disliked him, as long as he showed a flattering smile, she would let him go.

Sure enough, Granny Li didn't talk about him anymore, but said, go and bring in the jars that are drying outside, and the pot will be ready in a while.

Song Li hurried out to get it, but Granny Li shouted from behind, "Run slower, and you will be punished if you knock on the threshold again."

Two jars of apricot jam were packed, the smaller one was carried by Granny Li, and the larger one was left for Song Li and the others to store in the lower cabinet in the small bedroom behind. It's delicious but you can't eat it, so don't finish it with empty mouth."

Song Li thought to himself that he was not a greedy person, so he would not finish this jar of apricot jam.

He didn't know that he would leave Granny Li with a greedy and delicious image. It was all the fault of Dong Wu who bought him a pack of honey cakes when he was seriously ill. Honey cakes are a very expensive luxury. The price was five or six times that of white sugar. Granny Li felt it was a waste to use white sugar. What's more, Dong Wu bought two catties of bee sugar cake for Song Li at once. Granny Li, who has always been thrifty, felt a pain in her heart.