Don't pick up snake eggs in the wild

Jimo asked Zhang's mother for a small shovel for digging, carrying a bag full of rose seeds and a rose planting reminder filled with notes-written by Zhang's mother, 'majestic and majestic' standing at the door front of flower pots.

The origin of rose seeds—I heard from Cao Geng that his mother bought them when she wanted to grow flowers, but she felt too tired after planting one, so she never moved it again. Cleaning up debris is a woman’s nature, and his mother Not willing to throw away, as for the time to buy seeds, it was roughly when he was 3 and a half years old - and now, Cao Geng is 7 years old.

Even so, it didn't suppress Jimo's enthusiasm for finding a partner!

After all, the performance of animals in courtship is still very crazy - please refer to the animal world for specific examples!

Excitedly dug a hole in the weed-covered flower bed soil, and was seen by Zhang's mother who was walking by.

"Master Jimo, stop, stop, you should pull out those weeds first!"

"Why? They look fine."

"It's just growing so well!" Zhang's mother rolled up her sleeves and started pulling weeds. "When you plant them, they will take away all the nutrients."

Jimo responded and began to pull the weeds, but he only used brute force, and there was still a whole piece of soil under the first grass. On the side he pulled, not a single blade of grass would grow, even the soil was gone. Can't live.

On the other hand, Zhang Ma's side, the grass is smooth and smooth, with a little soil on the grass roots, and the soil is still flat after pulling up.Zhang Ma clapped her hands after helping him pull out the weeds, and went in to cook and mop the floor.

Jimo moved to Zhang Ma's side without saying a word, not looking at the embarrassing scene on his side.Opening the small note, looking at the simplified Chinese characters on it, he was still a little confused—some words he couldn’t understand!

Thinking of the farmers I have seen before, that is, just dig a hole in the soil, put the seeds in it, fill it up and water it... right?Throwing away the little note, Jimo began to walk towards the broad road of self-reliance.

Standing at the door, Lin Xing looked at Mo Mo who was squatting in front of the flower bed digging the soil, and the scene next to him that was full of dirt like a landmine exploded, shook his head and chose not to stop it.

He finally didn't get tired of it one day, and he was willing to find something else to do, why stop him?At worst, it will be enough to ask someone to go to the door to clean up the potholes and dirt.

The man walked into the house and closed the door.

Jimo outside the house stopped digging the hole, and poured a lot of rose seeds in the bag into the hole. He was still imagining the rose field outside the house, holding the soil in his hand and humming a song, laying it on the seeds to fill the hole. Looking at the unevenly scattered soil around him, while there was no one around, he shook his fingers lightly and the soil automatically returned to him.

After finally filling in the soil, he wiped the sweat off his face, and ran in to ask Mama Zhang for a shower filled with water. Regardless of the woman seeing his expression of wanting to laugh for a moment but trying to hold back, he ran outside to the faucet, Disliked that the nozzle on it was too troublesome, filled the jar directly with water, and poured it boldly on the place where I planted my seeds.

After running back and forth several times, the flower bed was completely filled with water—seeing the water that was about to overflow the flower bed, Jimo smiled contentedly.

Rushing into the house to find Lin Xing to see his achievements - he will definitely praise his ingenuity!

Pulling the indifferent man to the flower bed, Jimo was like a child eager for praise: "How about it! I'm doing well!"

"Hmm..." Seeing some of the water flowing out, Lin Xing's tone was a little unstable.

"A lot of roses will grow in a few days~"

"Rose?" Isn't this kind of rose?But even for roses, there's little hope of surviving that amount of water, though—"Who did you get your seeds from?"

"Cao Geng's mother next to him!"

I vaguely remember the scene a few years ago when a young woman next door dug the soil for a while and then entered the house. It seemed that she was also planting roses—well, the roses must not survive.Lin Xing coldly glanced at the messy flower bed, and dragged Jimo, who was still fantasizing, into the room.

He forced Jimo to follow him into the bathroom, took out the square handkerchief in his arms, wrung out the contact water, and carefully wiped off the remaining dirt on Jimo's face.

"Will you be happy that the house is full of roses?" The young man looked at the man in front of him expectantly.

The hand holding the square handkerchief trembled.

"Yeah." After a pause, Lin Xing said again, "Very happy."

As the man spoke, his exhaled air sprayed on Jimo's face, the two of them were so close, the young man stared blankly at the gentle Lin Xing in front of him, his face was as red as an overripe apple.

When you are happy, I am happy.

Since I planted those flower seeds in Jimo, I wake up every day to see if there are any sprouts, roots, and flowers in the painting.

It's just that every time I see a pot of soil.

If there is a real change, those tenacious weeds have taken root and sprouted again, and it can even be said that they grow differently every day.Jimo, who struggled tenaciously with weeds every day, was furious!

Every time I went to pull out the newly grown weeds, and poured a pot full of water into the flower bed.

It's all your grass's fault that my roses haven't grown yet!

Seeing Jimo pouring water into it crazily, Mama Zhang couldn't bear to let him mess around again, but Lin Xing, who was watching from the side, stopped him and said, "Let him mess around." Think of another way to say no.

One day Jimo stared at the flower pot sadly, but unfortunately the inside was still the same.

At this moment, Lin Xing received a call.

"Hi, I'm Lin Xing."

"Buying paintings?"

Jimo couldn't care less about being sad, and rushed to Lin Xing's side immediately.

Lin Xing said that after the graduation designs of all the students are put up for exhibition, many people will see them. If someone thinks it is good, they will ask to buy it.At that time, the graduation project submitted by Lin Xing included Snake Village—his mentor said that he wanted people who came to the exhibition to see this unadorned beauty.

Lin Xing frowned and answered the phone: "All of it?" He looked down at Jimo, and sure enough the boy's eyes were full of reluctance.

"Sorry, Snake Township is not for sale."

"Well... this is my treasure."

"Thank you."

Hang up the phone and stroke the boy's long hair.Why don't you believe me?

I will keep all my promises to you.

This painting is for you, how could I sell it?

Jimo smiled foolishly.

Lin Xing took back the painting the next day and hung it in their bedroom by himself.Jimo didn't care about the drowned rose seeds outside, just looked at the scene in the painting in a daze every day.

Until this day, the two ushered in an unexpected person.

Seeing the elegant young woman sitting on the sofa, both Lin Xing and Jimo couldn't help shouting.

"Ms. Bai?"

"master?!"

The young woman looked back and hooked her sexy lips, her delicately made-up face was full of longing.

"Sure enough you are here, Jimo."

The author has something to say: I posted an extra chapter with trembling hands yesterday, but after thinking about it, I still didn’t delete it

I’m used to coding tomorrow’s today, and tomorrow I’ll either code the day after tomorrow or I can rest for a day if I don’t want to code.

As a result, this hand trembled - my heart was so tired

23333 I would say this was saved yesterday