Chapter 57 Saving Flowers on a Rainy Night

Although the distillation furnace has been clear, the flowers have never been settled. In the past, Shita Village lived next to the mountain, and the flowers and trees on the mountain were naturally not scarce. When the flowers bloom, you just need to try your best to pick them. Now you can move to this wilderness. There are no shops in front of the village or after the village. Looking at the mountains, there are full of weeds, and there are no shadows of flowers.

And before coming, she also deliberately asked Liu Laoer in the village to help do some work of picking flowers, but before she could fulfill her promise to others, she had moved her whole family here and left a yard of seedlings for Aunt Li. It was not pleasant to think about it. More importantly, it will take half a day to go to Pulan alone. Even if you have the energy to extract those flowers and essential oils, you will never have the strength to stick to the gate, let alone sales.

Although looking at the current situation, Fang Yuan is still loyal to Lin Daimo. He not only repaired the house cleanly, but also stored a large number of ingredients at home. At least in a short time, even if the three people in the family can stay at home for more than two months, but it is difficult to guarantee that he will not feel bored after a long time.

As the saying goes, people must have immediate worries if they have no foresight. It is not unreasonable for Lu Mengji to worry like this, but after thinking about it, she really can't find a way to make money in this remote wilderness, unless she relies on embroidery workers to supplement her family like ancient women, which is simply more painful than killing people.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Lu Mengji walked back to the room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lin Daimo kneeling on the ground to the west and ignored Lu Mengji. After kowtolling ten times, he stood up with a long sigh.

"worship," after a long time, Lin Daimo squeezed out these two words from his teeth. Since his father's death, he has not even been able to look in front of his mausoleum. This is a mountain that has always been pressed on his heart. It is still difficult to let go. Hearing the news told by Fang Yuan, he is more and more ashamed. Even so, he I can only pay homage to the west sky in the direction of the return of the dead soul.

Who knew that Lu Mengji also looked complicated when he heard it and bowed deeply to the West.

The afternoon time passed more and more slowly. After Fang Yuan left, Lin Daimo just sat at the table in a daze and couldn't wait to squeeze his eyebrows to one place. Liu's mother was afraid of disturbing the young master's rest, so she hid in her room after finishing the housework. The whole courtyard was quiet, as if Lu Mengqi was left alone.

There is no mobile phone, no computer, not even a talking companion. From the inner room to the hall, there is not even a pastime, and the potted plants in the yard have been properly trimmed. Lu Mengji's heart is almost full of weeds. He can't wait to run to the wild to meet a wild man to play, but he is afraid of being lucky enough to come back. Hao Ansheng stays at home.

"Can you stop sighing here!" Hearing the 78th sigh, Lin Daimo finally couldn't help shouting at Lu Mengjie. His mind was already confused, and his mind was even more chaotic.

"I'm so idle that you've been sitting here, don't you feel bored!" Lu Mengji pouted and complained and looked at Lin Daimo with sadness. "If it hadn't been for you, I could still take care of my flowers and plants now. Now I can only stay here and look at your dazed bitter melon face, and my whole body is almost stuffy and moldy."

"Can't I force you to come with a knife around your neck?" Lin Daimo was upset. As soon as he heard Lu Mengji's words, he immediately ignited the fuse. The two of them roared up again. Finally, they were bored and each room and began to have a cold war.

It has been spring for a long time, and the temperature has risen significantly. However, due to continuous cloudy rain these two days, the temperature continued to drop. At night, I heard the strong wind outside, and the north wind roared, with raindrops beating on the roof.

Lu Mengji heard the sound and felt something wrong. He suddenly lifted the quilt and said, "Oh, it seems to be hailing outside. No, my flowers are still outside!"

After saying that, he jumped out of the bed and ran out of the door barefoot. As expected, a small layer of thin ice particles had accumulated on the ground. A basin of dragon cypress near the outside had been blown to the ground, and the remaining pots were slightly shaped and blown into a mess. The night was too dark. Lu Mengji stepped on the muddy water and moved the flower pot into the house with a shallow foot.

However, her strength was so weak that she had to stop and rest after moving a few steps. She put a pot of dragon cypress in the room. Liu's mother heard the messy sound outside in the east wing and hurriedly got up to investigate. Unexpectedly, she saw Lu Mengjian put down a pot of flowers and ran out of the door with the light.

"Oh, young grandma, don't go out in such a heavy rain. Be careful not to get wet your body." Liu's mother couldn't stop it, so she had to let Lu Mengji rush into the rain again and stamp her feet urgently. The rain was so heavy that she didn't have an umbrella at home. When she was young, her legs were frozen. When it rained on a cloudy day, it hurt so much, and naturally she didn't dared not be light. It's easy to go out and get caught in the cold rain.

After Lu Mengji dragged the pot of Jingui into the room, he finally lost his strength and sat on the ground. Liu's mother took a towel to help dry her hair. Looking down, she saw that Lu Mengji had bare feet. I don't know when a wound was smashed on her instep. Now she is gurgling and bleeding.

"My God, why did you hurt your foot so badly? Does it hurt?" When Liu's mother saw the bleeding, she had already lost her opinion. She ran back to the room like a fly to find some cloth strips, and panicked and was about to wrap Lu Mengjian.

"Mo, don't worry, I'm fine. You can get some soju. The wound has to be disinfected first, and it's not easy to get infected." Lu Mengjian's feet are cold and she has lost consciousness for a long time. Naturally, she doesn't feel pain. Instead, she will calmly command.

Hearing the movement of the outside room, Lin Daimo finally couldn't lie down and walked outside with a gloomy face. "What are you messing with in the middle of the night? Isn't it just a pot of flowers? Besides, so many flowers in the world can't be drenched by a rain!"

"It's just a pot of flowers. Do you know how much effort I have put into this pot of flowers? I spend time watering, fertilizing, grafting and plastic surgery for this pot of flowers. For it, I can't even eat rice. What am I doing? It's not to one day grow up and sell some silver to supplement the family. You are a young master. There are always someone to take care of you. Some people think of ways to cook for you. Of course, you won't worry about life. At the beginning, you were sick. If you have no rice or food, you can only rely on people to help you. I'm afraid that it will affect your recovery. You have to carry everything by yourself, and you have to swallow your teeth. You seem to have a cold face every day. Others owe you so much! Let me tell you, Lin Daimo, I take care of you because you have saved my life. I appreciate your life-saving kindness, not because you are a son of the Lin family. Your identity is worthless in my eyes!" Lu Mengji's voice of accusation and the bleak sound of wind and rain outside the house looked particularly touching.

Lin Daimo was stunned on the spot. From childhood to his age, he always thought that what he had done was wrong, and no one had always dared to accuse him like this. Even if he was in the Lin family's dungeon, he only regretted that he should not believe in Lin's mother and son and never thought about his own reasons, so when he When he heard Lu Mengqi's words, he seemed to be shouting with a head, and he knocked himself to his eyes.

"Young master, look at the young lady's injury," Liu's mother brought the soju and deliberately reconciled for the two, so she stuffed the wine into Lin Daimo's hands and motioned him to disinfect Lu Mengji.

I saw that there were still blood stains coming out of the wound, but it was much better than before. Lin Daimo held a wine bottle in his hand and squatted on the ground, but turned his head aside. Lu Mengjian thought that he was afraid of seeing blood, so he was more contemptuous and laughed coldly: "I didn't expect that the righteous man just now also had something to be afraid of."

"I don't know whether you really know or not. There is no woman barefoot in front of a man. You really... For the sake of your injury, I don't care about you today," Lin Daimo took the wine, but his eyes looked elsewhere.

Only then did Lu Mengzhi think of the saying that an ancient woman's three-inch woman could not easily show others. Although her soul was not an ancient person, since she was here, she had to follow the rules of this place. However, Lin Daimo's behavior was in line with the appearance of a gentleman. Unfortunately, the more pedantic she was, the more she could not get into Lu Mengji's eyes. She grabbed the bottle, gritted her teeth and fell on the wound. In an instant, the painful pain came from the back of her foot, and her whole body trembling with pain.

"Are you all right?" Lin Daimo's hand was empty and heard the man on the ground breathing in pain. He hurriedly looked down. Lu Mengji had wiped the area around the wound, stopped the blood, and bandaged the wound with a cloth.

Although the feet on the ground were wet with mud and muddy, they were still pink and jade. The tender and white skin exuded a charming luster like a crescent moon. The round and small toes sometimes raised playfully, touching the heartstrings. Lin Daimo couldn't help standing still when he saw the woman's feet for the first time, and then suddenly twisted his head. On one side, as if he had violated the great precepts, he kept muttering to himself: "Don't look at it if you are impolite, don't listen..."

Lu Mengjia was instantly happy when he heard it, "I didn't expect you to be so a gentleman. It's really rare for Liu Xiahui to be reincarnated, but Mr. Lin, is a gentleman like you not even allowed to look at your own wife's feet?"

"Young grandma, you are really funny. How can there be a husband who can't see his wife? Alas, he is old and can't stand the toss. I really can't stand it, young master, I'll leave it to you!" Liu's mother looked at the young couple and said with a smile, and she couldn't wait to disappear immediately to create an opportunity for them to be alone.

Seeing Liu's mother say this, Lin Daimo had no choice but to turn his head and still dare not look directly. Seeing Liu's mother leave, he whispered, "Although you and I have a reputation as husband and wife, we don't have the truth of husband and wife. Don't ruin my innocence like this!"

"Prince Lin, I haven't disliked you for delaying me to find Prince Charming. You are still wronged." Lu Mengji lost his white eyes and stretched out his hand to hold Lin Daimo. "Help me get up and change my clothes. My body is so wet and uncomfortable!"