Chapter 67 Timely Spend

For several days in a row, Lin Daimo always felt uneasy and inexplicably panicked, but when he looked around the whole courtyard, he saw that the seedlings were in order, and the door of the courtyard was also tightly closed without any abnormality.

Although a small green snake appeared at the gate of the courtyard two days ago, which caused Lu Mengjian to scream, and the rest of the time it was surprisingly quiet inside and outside the courtyard. But the quieter it was, the more Lin Daimo felt uneasy. In addition, he was idle at home every day, even if he had nothing to do, he would get sick, so he played a boring waiter with Lu Mengjian to get those flowers and plants. .

The seasonal seedlings moved from Shita Village have long adapted to the environment here, and the temperature is mild and suitable. They are constantly running on the pole at a speed almost visible to the naked eye every day. Lu Mengjie is happy and naturally cares a lot. One of them, who, for some don't know why, actually buds buds in advance and shows signs of opening steadily at the top. , which really surprised Lu Mengji.

Since Fang Yuan and Aunt Li came together last time, it has been more than half a month. Under the guidance of Lu Mengjian, the three people in the courtyard worked on flowers and seedlings during the day and opened up a vegetable garden in the corner of the wall. They planted some daily vegetables and beans. Watering and fertilization are all time-consuming physical work, and they will not feel too idle at night. After listening to Liu's mother tell some mythical stories handed down from the older generation, 20 days have passed in a flash.

However, Lu Mengji is secretly anxious. Now the April snow full of trees should have withered. However, during this period, she has not got the flowers picked by Liu Laoer, and naturally has no raw materials to extract essential oils. However, this place is far away from Shita Village. Even if she wants to get flowers, she is afraid that it will be difficult to meet a wild wolf on the road. When he came back, he could only worry alone. A few days later, the corners of his mouth caught fire and an ulcer appeared.

Although Lin Daimo knew that Lu Mengzhi had something on his mind, he didn't know for a while, so he simply didn't ask. Every day was a day.

Suddenly one day, there was a sudden knock at the door. Lin Daimo was entrusted by Fang Yuan and did not dare to open the door easily. He only looked through the crack of the door, but he was a strange man with five or three thick, pulling an ox cart behind him. Lin Dai was hesitant to worry that the other party was sent by Lin Fu, so he stood behind the door and did not answer.

And Lu Mengjian was busy with Liu's mother for most of the day. At this moment, he was drinking tea and chatting in the room. He did not notice the situation outside for a moment. Later, he heard the sound of ping-pong in the courtyard, so he went out to check, but he saw that Lin Daimo had stepped on two large flower pots lying on the wall, holding a pole in his hand. Long wooden strips.

"What are you doing? Come down!" Lu Mengji saw that his beloved potted plant was used as a stepping stone and suddenly rushed to his forehead, so he wanted to rush forward to pull down the sneaky man, but was pulled by Liu's mother, and the corners of his mouth pointed out the door with a deep meaning. Liu's mother has been in the Lin family for many years, and her knowledge is naturally different from ordinary people. Only then did Lu Mengjian calm down, quietly walked to the door, took a look through the crack of the door, and suddenly smiled happily.

Opened the door with a creak. This move scared Lin Daimo to fall directly from the flower pot, and the pole hit the center of his forehead, and suddenly a straight red print reflected in the center of his face.

"Oh, Mrs. Lin, it's really hard to find this place. It took me a few days to find it here." As soon as the visitor saw Lu Mengjian, he immediately rubbed his hands happily and turned around and removed two hemp bags from the ox cart behind him.

"Uncle, you have worked hard all the way. Go into the room to take a rest. Liu's mother, please make a pot of hot tea and prepare some food. The second uncle must be exhausted from Shita Village." Lu Mengji hurriedly gave Liu Laoer to the room, noting any attention to Lin Daimo, who was lying on the ground moaning at this moment. Liu Laoer smiled and took a sack directly to the courtyard.

"These are some flowers picked these days. I don't think anyone has come to pick them up. I put them in the bag for fear of mildew, which delayed Mrs. Lin's affairs again, so I asked Zhong'er's mother and found them. This place is really too remote. Zhong's mother only remembers a general location, but she can't say exactly where it is. I found it little by little, no Thinking of it, I really found it," Liu Laoer was obviously very excited this time. The originally silent person actually made such a big call for a moment, and the first time they met Lu Mengjian, they were clearly clear.

"Why did Uncle Liu come here alone today? Why didn't Aunt Li come together?"

"Hey, she also followed her on the first day, but she couldn't find a place after walking for a day. Instead, she was tired and provoked the wind and cold, so I found it myself." Liu Laoer sighed slightly and then said, "I didn't expect Mrs. Lin to leave Shita Village so soon. Originally, I thought that Mrs. Lin would not count what Mrs. Lin said, but Zhong'er's mother said that Mrs. Lin kept his word, so I insisted on picking flowers every day... Thanks to Mrs. Lin, my child was able to enter the school," Liu Laoer said. He had to kneel on the ground and be pulled by Lu Mengji.

"Unable, second uncle, don't you kill me?" Lu Mengjian pressed Liu Laoer on the chair, but was slightly puzzled. Only after one set of words did he know that the last time Fang Yuan to Shita Village settled the wages of the two in advance, even several times more than what Lu Mengjian promised to give. No wonder Liu Lao Er felt like this. Excited.

After leaving Liu Laoer for lunch and sending him away, Lu Mengjian opened the two sacks standing in the courtyard and saw that they were full of April snow flowers. Unfortunately, one of them had been stored for too long, and most of them had emitted a rotten smell, which made Lu Mengjian regret. Fortunately, there was still one bag. Most of them are available. Although the quantity is much less, it can also collect almost two halves of small bottles.

So he picked out most of it and started a fire in the courtyard. Lin Daimo saw this and remembered the posture of fireworks with Aunt Li in Shita Village. She couldn't help covering her head and hiding in the room. Liu's mother became interested and followed Lu Mengjian's instructions to continue the fire to boil water and ask questions, which was comparable to Aunt Li's situation on that day.

For more than half a day, he collected a porcelain basin of agglomeration water. However, Lu Mengji realized that he only had only one porcelain bottle left now, and some essential oils had been collected in it for a long time. Although the amount extracted today is not bad, there is no porcelain bottle to put it. Isn't it a waste. Barely filling the porcelain bottle, and you can faintly see a small amount of grease floating on the transparent **. Lu Mengji suddenly felt distressed. He finally refined the essential oil, but he could only waste it for nothing. Thinking of the white silver, his heart was more like being strangled by a knife.

Although in the process of collecting the oily aromatics, some water and pure dew are inevitably mixed in the porcelain bottle, it is rare for Lu Mengji to extract such purity under these conditions. It is impossible for her to pour out the water in the bottle and then collect it again, not to mention that the aromatics are extremely volatile, even if she collects them again. It is difficult to guarantee that you can get another bottle of essential oil, so after comprehensive consideration, you can only give up the small care. As for the rest of the porcelain basin, you have to let it evaporate.

Although Liu's mother never lacked rouge dew in Lin's house, it was the first time she saw such flower water extracted from flowers, so she lay curiously by the basin and smelled it. An elegant fragrance came to her nose, which was no different from the fragrance of flowers. Even if she was well-informed, she couldn't help but marvel. Lu Mengjian took the small white porcelain bottle and collected the perfume directly into the bottle, which made his eyes open.

But before Liu's mother came out of the surprise, Lu Mengzhen gently scratched the surface of the water with her fingers and gently applied it on Liu's mother's ears and wrists. In an instant, Liu's mother felt a cool feeling that penetrated her skin. When she lowered her head and smelled it, even her hands showed a faint fragrance.

"Meng Jian, what is this? Why is it so fragrant? It's the first time I've smelled it at such an old age. I always think the aroma of the rouge cream I used before is too strong and makes people have a headache. I didn't expect this fragrance to smell so good," Liu's mother smelled and again with her wrist happily.

"This is the essence extracted from the flowers. If you think it smells good, I will give you a bottle later." Lu Mengjian saw that Liu's mother was so happy, so he took a clean clay pot with a smile, poured all the remaining pure dew into the jar, covered it and put it in front of Liu's mother. "Liu's mother, these water utensils It has a beauty effect. You can apply it to your face every day to ensure that you will be five or six years younger in a few months!"

"My old woman's face is full of wrinkles, and she is still beautiful. Anyway, no one looks at it. I don't need it. You'd better keep it." Liu's mother blushed after hearing this and quickly waved her hand. She is only 40 or 50 years old. If she is still in her prime in modern society, but now her skin on her face looks very old, and I don't know if it is. Overworked, or the society itself urges people to grow old. Lu Mengji looked at it and thought of himself soon after, and there was an inexplicable chill in his heart. Anyway, he had to accept it.

Everyone loves beauty. Although Liu's mother said so, she also hoped that she could be young again. After hearing Lu Mengji talk about the usage and function, she pretended to refuse and finally accepted the pottery pot back to the room.

It was not easy to clean up a pile of things in the courtyard. Lu Mengzhi went back to the room and put away the porcelain bottle full of essential oils. Looking back, he saw the gray carrier pigeon flying on the Eight Immortals table in the hall. He was wandering on the table and trying to peck some rice grain out, and Lin Daimo also looked at the bold and fearless with great interest. Carrier pigeon.

"Hey, go and get some food. This pigeon seems to have a note tied to its legs." After looking for a while, Lin Daimo suddenly seemed to find a new continent. He wanted to reach out to catch it, but he was afraid of flying the carrier pigeon. He actually thought of a way to lure him with food. Lu Mengji encountered the pigeon for the first time, and naturally didn't want to miss the opportunity, so He went back to the kitchen and grabbed a handful of wheat grains and gently sprinkled them on the table.

When the carrier pigeon saw that there was food to eat, it did not hesitate to swing over and peck. Lin Dai waited for the opportunity to grab the carrier pigeon in his hand and slowly pulled out a note, and his expression gradually became solemn.