Chapter 88 One mu of flower field

Chapter 88 A mu of flower field

The 202 year of the Vagne continent.

The first 1985 of the free school.

Five years have passed.

There is a mountain stream that used to be unnoticed in the endless mountain gate of the Xiaoyao faction. Now no matter who passes by, it will slow down and linger.

In early summer, a rose blooms in the mountain stream, red, purple and blue... A glass house quietly accompanied by rose bushes, bathed in the sun.

In the past, the mountain stream here was a stone wasteland, but now anyone who passes by for the first time wants to ask: Where is this? Who is the woman in the cloak next to the roses in the glass room?

Feeling that there was a look at him, Junyi subconsciously lowered his cloak and continued to concentrate on fertilizing the four-leaf clover in the glass room to block the nagging of the kind-hearted Aunt Wang.

"Junyi, I'm not talking about you. This woman can't be delayed. The older a man is, the more valuable he is. The more valuable a woman is. Especially now, she must not be left behind. If she is left, she really can't get married. Think about it, now 12 or three-year-old women are eager to marry her mother-in-law. At your age It's not small. My nephew Wang Ziqi is really good-looking, very handsome, very good-looking..."

"Aunuch Wang, please come back." Junyi's voice is lukewarm.

"My nephew is very good," Aunt Wang didn't seem to hear Junyi's order to expel guests, and repeatedly stressed that her nephew was good. In the tone that Junyi was not worthy of her nephew, she also reached out to lift Junyi's cloak when Junyi bowed her head to serve the flowers and plants.

Because she focused on checking whether there were any worms in the clover, Junyi didn't pay attention to Aunt Wang, but when Aunt Wang's hand touched the cloak, she also reacted and took Aunt Wang's hand and did not let her lift the cloak down.

The process was too fast. Aunt Wang didn't see anything clearly. She seemed to see a blue glazed necklace shining on Junyi's neck, which made the skin of her neck very white.

"You are quite good at dressing up." Aunt Wang said with a little relief in her tone and repeated, "My nephew is very good-looking and white-skinned, just like this flower... Hey, what are you doing... Don't... I'll go myself..."

She was still mediating Junyi as if she were giving alms. Junyi silently clicked her acupuncture point and dragged her out. He didn't say much to her at all. He raised his finger, nodded the acupuncture point and dragged her away.

In fact, what she said can be completely unaffected, but her hand pointed to a white rose and wanted to touch the rose. Her fingers were too close to the flower. Junyi did not want her breath to pollute the pure white flower that was about to bloom, and Junyi also felt that the breath she breathed was right. The air in the glass room has an impact and will affect the mood of the flowers.

So I got her out.

When Aunt Wang was "sent" out of the mountain stream, a slender figure came out of the shade of the sea of flowers. The bright light was deeply attracted by his handsomeness and kissed every deep outline of him. He came out and said, "Well done. This kind of person doesn't have to say anything to her and drag it out directly." My nephew is very good-looking..." He vividly learned from Aunt Wang's tone, "What's wrong with being handsome? Handsome is rare. There are more handsome people. Besides, what's the use of a good-looking man? A real man relies on responsibility, but it's not really useless. It's still useful to eat soft rice..."

In the face of this guy who is more talkative than Aunt Wang, you block it like Junyi and concentrate on his work only as if he doesn't exist.

After being removed from the position of deacon, Junyi could have chosen to do a job in the spirit beast department or the raccoon washing room according to the relationship of the master Qi Yunzi, but Junyi chose to rent the land by himself.

Lingzhifu has no monthly and crystals to receive. First, he has to rent a piece of land from Xiaoyao School, sowing, fertilizing, deworming, cutting rice, beating grain... It's very hard. The acquisition price of Linggu is not high, and it is easy to harvest in case of natural and man-made disasters. In ten years, it will be at least four to five years, facing the loess and the sky and the last year is busy. I have to borrow rice for the New Year.

Most Lingzhifu are not disciples of the Xiaoyao School, and the registered disciples of the outside sect are not. They have a relationship with the Xiaoyao School, which is the land of renting the Xiaoyao School at the end of the year.

There are three kinds of Lingzhifu, one is the experienced Lingzhifu, the second is that there is really no other way to become Lingzhifu, and the third is Junyi.

The first kind is reluctantly to live a good life, and the best group of spiritual planters of the Xiaoyao School also have thousands of crystal incomes a year; the second type is to live in a grass house to eat pig food, and the owner borrows porridge for three days and borrows porridge for five days. The third type is only available in early summer five years ago. They do not grow rice but only grow flowers, and all the spiritual planters feel that Strangely, but five years later, the third one is the best.

The people take food as their first day, and they have to eat for a day's meal before they rise all day. The Xiaoyao faction has regulations that Lingzhifu who rents Lingtian must sell Linggu to Xiaoyaopai according to the number of acres leased every season. Junyi has no grain of rice planted, and he has to buy Linggu at a high price, and then sell it to Xiaoyaopai at a low price to complete the prescribed portion. Er.

In the first year, the mountain stream she rented was produced nothing. The land she rented at a low price was originally full of stone and less soil. The early spiritual planters could always see a small figure carrying a large load of mud and fertile soil earlier than them. They only saw the mud moving and no one could see anyone. When they looked carefully, they saw a person's high mud. A small figure wearing a bucket hat in the middle of the soil, passing Lingzhi shook his head one after another. He missed the season and could only wait for the coming year.

The next year, the nearby spiritual planters still did not see the rice in the mountain stream. When they sow, they did not see the seedling. When the seedlings came out, they did not see a seedling. The thin figure had been busy during the day. Several days after the sowing season, the thin figure did not know where a plate of seedlings were planted in the ground. , the kind-hearted Lingzhifu came forward to remind him, "Girl, this is not rice, this is weeds!" The girl replied hopefully, "I planted love and happiness." - Unfortunately, love and happiness did not bloom, and slowly died in batches, rotten roots, insects, withered... The kind-hearted spiritual planters shook their heads one after another. The girl was so lucky that she couldn't even grow weeds.

In the third year, the kind-hearted spiritual planters persuaded Junyi to grow rice one after another, but the thin Junyi persistently planted "love and happiness". Xuguang helped to summarize the reasons for the failure of the previous year, and Fan Texi also made all kinds of suggestions, but last year it was because of their two people who did not pretend to understand that they did not succeed. Junyi I asked the experienced Lingzhifu for a lot of advice and continued to search a lot of books. This year, I harvested a hundred roses, but I was angry that I didn't earn a single crystal, and Xuguang took it all to give away.

In the fourth year, after accumulating three years of experience, Junyi finally became familiar with planting, piously turning over the soil and fertilizing, and piously observing the weather. The land and rain were also kind to her. Junyi knew that she had never been a lucky type, but she was not the type of bad luck. The successful method is - the correct method, unremitting efforts, careful analysis and careful consideration. This year, the mountain stream is full of roses, and there is a turn through the gravel path. After turning, you can see a mountain stream. The practitioners who turned here this year suddenly found that the barren mountain stream in the past suddenly had One day has amazing beauty. This year, Xuguang finally played a role. He popularized the knowledge of "flower language" at the inner door, from the meaning of sending one to 1314 roses, among which 101 is the favorite, 111 is to love you for a lifetime, and so on. The life of cultivating immortals in the inner door is very simple, but no matter how single the place is, there will be no lack of beautiful love. This year, there have been many more partners for successful double cultivation.

In the fifth year, the blue rose and clover were successfully cultivated, which are four-leaf clover. There is an ancient legend in the continent that people with four-leaf clover will have happiness. The once barren and forgotten valley has become a place where practitioners, especially male practitioners, just to buy back a plant. The four-leaf clover smiled at his superiors.

Junyi has already paid off her debts and "stored" a batch of crystals under the glass greenhouse. Now she is really going to wake up from a dream, and the occasional marriage aunt will not affect her good mood.

In a good mood, I am rarely willing to answer Xuguang's endless chatty: "47, I like them; 12 blue demon girls + full stars also like them very much."

The meaning of 47 roses is "you are my only one"; the meaning of 12 blue demons + full of stars is oh, my rose lover, I want to tease you, ** you, spoil you, and indulge you!

"If someone gives you 47 roses, will you agree to his proposal?" Xuguang asked.

"If he really likes me, I also like him, of course," Junyi thought seriously. "Maybe it depends on whether the timing is right. Maybe it will also affect whether the weather is good or not. If I happen to eat garlic that day, I may shake my head."

"Why?" Xuguang is puzzled.

"Nodding and agreeing that you may kiss me." You said.

"At that time, there was only emotion and impulse. How could you think about this? Thinking about this only proves that you don't like him enough.

"No," Junyi denied Xuguang's idea, "I will think more, even if I like it, I will think more, which is not contradictory."

"What if you buy 1314 blue witches to propose? Will you be moved to agree immediately?"

"1314 blue demon girls," Junyi thought about it seriously, "at least it shows that he is relatively rich, and I will consider it, but I also need to consider whether he has used all the crystals to buy roses. If so, I marry him, I will be poor, and I'm afraid such a man will not live. In a word, it's better to consider it as a whole. The proposal must be a rose, but not many roses can make the proposal successful.

Xuguang shook his head: "A woman like you is ugly and realistic. She is old. It's good to have someone who wants to marry you. Hurry up and promise Aunt Wang's nephew, the last life-saving straw."

Junyi smiled and said, "That man, what he wants to marry is not me, but my acre of flower field. But I will consider meeting him."

"Are you really thinking about it?" Xuguang's mouth grew up.

"Hmm." Junyi Zheng said, "After all, I'm old."

"Don't you know that he is looking at the flower field?"

"It's nothing to like Huatian. At least I still have Huatian to make him like it. Maybe the two will gradually like me after meeting?"

"I'm dizzy, my silly girl, you are in such a hurry to get married..."

Junyi took a look at Xuguang, raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, and continued to water the flowers.

Xuguang seemed to see a little complaint from her glance. Looking at her profile, he rarely fell into meditation. No one knew what he was thinking.