Zhen Zhen used her consciousness to see Xi Junjie standing at the door and touched her face with an unconfident expression, and quickly added: "Oh, Dad, the face is only a part, mainly I still like people." Seemingly afraid that Li Muwu would not believe it, Zhen Zhen Zhen Huan'er nodded seriously: "I really like it."

Li Muwu looked at his daughter dejectedly, then turned his head to look at Wang Sufen angrily: "You and your daughter have a good talk, the girl's family should be reserved, why are you so thick-skinned, so carefree to say that you like someone, let me It's a joke."

Wang Sufen glared at him speechlessly: "Why are you looking at me? Your girl has been more courageous than boys since she was a child, and you don't know, besides my daughter who dares to laugh, is it Zhen Zhen? If he laughs at us Don't get along with him."

Mrs. Li sat cross-legged on a chair and nibbled apples. It was hard for her to have good teeth at such an old age. When she had nothing to do, she liked to nibble on apples and melon seeds. It was delicious to eat. Mrs. Li crunched and took a bite of the apple, looking at her granddaughter, she felt extremely proud: "Actually, our family Zhen Zhen is just following me. Back then, when I was as big as Zhen Zhen, I was very daring. I was attracted to me, and I invited a matchmaker to come to our house to propose marriage, but I didn't find anyone, so I fell in love with your father. I went directly to the door and told your father, if you like me, I will go to my house to propose marriage, your father here it comes."

Li Muwu looked at Mrs. Li with a black face: "Mother, you still have this history, why haven't I heard of you before?"

Mrs. Li gave him a white look: "In those years, I didn't even have enough to eat, how could I have the heart to talk about these old calendars. I think it's good for Zhen Zhen to be like this, living is a lifetime thing, well people know for themselves, if you say you're fucked What kind of heart."

"Mother, you don't know him yet?" Wang Sufen smiled and squinted at Li Muwu, and pursed her lips deliberately: "Zhen Zhen can pick out one, two or three if she finds a descendant of the gods."

Li Muwu pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "My daughter is no worse than a fairy."

Seeing that the more they talked about the topic, Zhen Zhen hurriedly coughed twice: "How about we discuss something meaningful, such as what to have for lunch next day? I can go out to the kitchen to prepare."

"You don't need to be busy." Wang Sufen hurriedly dragged her over to Mrs. Li's side and shoved it: "You finally have a few days off to chat with your milk. I'll make it at noon. Tell your mother what you want to eat."

Zhen Zhen didn't particularly want to eat, and she didn't want Wang Sufen to be too busy. Looking at the cloudy sky outside, Zhen Zhen said, "Let's make some nugget soup, it will be warm to eat."

When Xi Junjie heard that he was no longer discussing himself, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped back a few words before shouting brightly, "Are Grandma Li and Aunt Li at home?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Muwu came over aggressively and opened the door: "Your Uncle Li is at home."

"Hello, Uncle Li." Xi Junjie immediately called out with a smile: "Didn't you go out to play today? When I came out, I saw them all going to Uncle Wang's house to play chess."

Li Muwu gave him some space and let him in: "Your dad won't go, I'm not interested in going by myself." Li Muwu still learned chess from Xi Changbo, and he was half-baked. Usually, except for Xi Changbo, there are only two newbies willing to play with him. It's like a duel between masters in the alley, Li Muwu only has the share of onlookers.

"Your dad really went back to work?" Li Muwu thought that he hadn't seen Xi Changbo for half a month, and he didn't usually quarrel with him. Li Muwu suddenly felt that there was no meaning at all.

"It's been two weeks." Xi Junjie smiled and didn't say much about it.

Xi Changbo was originally forced to retire because of the political/political movement, and he was forcibly retired from illness before he reached his age. In those turbulent times, it was lucky to retire peacefully and not be too implicated. Therefore, Xi Changbo was very lucky to retire from illness. It is very interesting to watch, and usually fishing and playing chess can be considered leisurely.

But now that the movement has subsided, and the country has announced that it will reform and open up, all aspects must be vigorously developed. At this time, it can be seen that there is a shortage of talents. People like Xi Changbo, who were still in their prime, were called back first and still served in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. In Houyang, there are a lot of people like Xi Changbo. The number of people who usually play with Li Muwu suddenly decreased by half. The whole old Li Muwu was lost. He stretched his neck every day and looked out to see if there was any grain depot that wanted to call him over work.

Although Li Muwu knew that Xi Changbo had gone back to work, he couldn't help but ask Xi Junjie again. Hearing the expected answer, Li Muwu was still a little disappointed. He rolled his eyes at Xi Junjie and muttered: "Master Just as annoying." He walked out with his hands behind his back.

Zhen Zhen looked at Li Muwu's appearance, thinking in her heart that she had to cook some medicinal food for him at night, this symptom is obviously menopause.

Wang Sufen ignored Li Muwu and asked Xi Junjie to sit down with a smile: "Why did you come by yourself? Why didn't your mother come to play?"

"My mother was throwing her tweeds upside down in the warm shed." Xi Junjie smiled and put the saury aside: "My dad's new saury, the meat is wide and thick, my mother asked me to bring a box to my grandmother and aunt to taste. taste."

"You kid, we live in our neighborhood, you and Zhen Zhen are the target, why are you being so polite?" Wang Sufen made a jar of tea for Xi Junjie, and brought him some pine nuts, apples, etc. on the side table.

Xi Junjie hurriedly got up and thanked him, and waited for Wang Sufen to sit down before he sat down: "It's precisely because Zhen Zhen and I are with each other that we should come more often. We have to let grandma, uncle and aunt do more research on me, right?"

Wang Sufen immediately laughed and said to Mrs. Li, "Mother, look at how sweet Junjie's mouth is."

Mrs. Li looked at Xi Junjie and liked it from the bottom of her heart. In the past few months, Xi Junjie has been running to Lao Li's house a lot, not talking to the old man, or helping to weed and clean the pond in the garden or make a table of dishes for his future daughter-in-law. rejoice. Seeing Xi Changbo sourly rolled his eyes, saying that Xi Junjie was more diligent at Old Li's house than at his own.

Zhen Zhen is Mrs. Li's precious granddaughter on top of her heart. It's different from Li Muwu's soreness when he sees whoever is close to his daughter. Mrs. Li's idea is that as long as my granddaughter likes it, anyone will do. If my granddaughter doesn't like it, come here. Angels are not uncommon. Therefore, with the help of Zhen Zhen, Xi Junjie quickly won the favor of Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen.

Accompanying Mrs. Li to talk, Xi Junjie got up and prepared to leave, but others said he was going to leave, but his feet didn't move, and he looked at Zhen Zhen reluctantly. As soon as he looked like that, Mrs. Li knew that the young couple wanted to date again.

Mrs. Li took a sip of water and looked at Zhen Zhen winking at her, so she could only say: "What, Zhen Zhen, go to Junjie's house to have a look, is it because your Aunt Ling's flowers are wilted again and you can't empty them out? You go look for her."

"Hey." Zhen Zhen jumped off the chair immediately, happily took Xi Junjie's hand and left, Mrs. Li stretched her neck and saw the two of them holding hands while laughing at each other and running out, she couldn't help sighing Next: "It's nice to be young, look at how happy our family Zhen Zhen is."

Wang Sufen couldn't help reminding Mrs. Li, "Mother, they are holding hands."

Mrs. Li paused for a while, then pursed her lips: "I saw it, it's someone's hand that Zhen Zhen went to touch, we won't suffer."

Wang Sufen: "..."

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After all, they came out in the name of showing Ling Xiulan flowers, so the two of them came to Ling's greenhouse first. This was originally the flower room of the palace. After the Xi family moved in, Ling Xiulan cleaned up the place again and still raised flowers here. Ling Xiulan is a person who loves flowers. There are hundreds of pots in the flower room, and there are all kinds of flowers. Among them, there are some squeamish and famous ones.

Xi Junjie opened the door of the conservatory, Zhen Zhen walked in and called, "Aunt Ling."

Ling Xiulan laughed when she saw her, took off her gloves and pinned the sweaty hair on her forehead behind her ears, and waved to Zhen Zhen, "What are you playing at home? I haven't seen you for two days."

Zhen Zhen smiled and said, "I bought a few books at the bookstore two days ago, and I'm reading at home." She walked to Ling Xiulan and saw a pot of wilted peony buds on the ground, she asked in surprise, "This flower is the first two Isn't the sky okay?"

There is still half a month before the birthday of Xi Junjie's grandmother. The old lady has no other hobbies, but likes peony flowers. Ling Xiulan tried to grow peonies in the conservatory a month ago. After returning home every week, Zhen Zhen came to see the flower room of Xi's house and helped to adjust the temperature in the conservatory according to the adaptation state of the peonies. Now that the flower buds have reached the flat bud stage, it stands to reason that as long as the temperature in the conservatory does not suddenly drop suddenly, it will basically have no effect on the flower formation rate.

Ling Xiulan's face also had a bit of gloom on her face: "I'm surprised too, seeing that the old lady's birthday is coming, I thought it would bloom on her birthday, but now I don't know if I can support it. What." She looked at Zhen Zhen and looked down at the peony, her eyes lit up, she quickly stood up and moved a position for Zhen Zhen: "By the way, Zhen Zhen, you are the best at raising flowers, you can show your aunt this, What went wrong? You said that I was about to set the alarm clock to water and fertilize, so why did I wilt?"

Zhen Zhen squatted down and stretched out her hand to touch the petals, and wrapped the eight pots of peony flowers with buds in the flower room tightly with her consciousness: "cold...cold...so cold...so uncomfortable..."

The consciousness of the peony flower passed into Zhen Zhen's mind, Zhen Zhen turned her head back in surprise and looked at the thermometer placed next to the peony flower, this was bought by Ling Xiulan specially from the research institute, it was very accurate.

"Twenty-one-five degrees, this temperature is fine, why does it feel cold?" Zhen Zhen tilted her head strangely, she couldn't understand.

"Is it cold?" Because it was too hot in the flower room, Ling Xiulan was only wearing a shirt. She immediately found the paper on the flower stand next to her, with densely written precautions on it. Quickly swiping from top to bottom, Ling Xiulan quickly found the line she wanted to see: "During the flat bud period, the temperature is kept between 20 and 22 degrees during the day, and 16 to 18 degrees at night..." She glanced at Zhen Zhen and hurriedly said, "That's right, it's the same temperature these few days. At night, I adjust the heating before going to bed, and the temperature fluctuation will not exceed one degree."

Zhen Zhen's eyes fell on a pot of peony flowers that was closest to her, and she directly merged her consciousness with the peony. After about a minute, Zhen Zhen let go of her hands and stood up: "Last night, this flower It was frozen for about three hours."

Although Ling Xiulan didn't know how Zhen Zhen could tell that the flowers had been frozen and the date and time were accurate, but it was true that the flowers started to wilt this morning, she carefully recalled what happened yesterday: "I came to the flower room at noon yesterday. Look, the eight pots of peonies were fine at the time, but after Junjie, her cousin and her mother came in the afternoon, I didn't come again, but I didn't lead them to the flower room." Thinking of her sister-in-law, Ling Xiu's expression on the blue face Obviously not very good, but in front of her future daughter-in-law, she didn't say too many bad things at home.

Zhen Zhen, who had watched a lot of house fighting in her last life, suddenly made up a lot of plots, she looked at Ling Xiulan with bright eyes: "Do they usually have a relationship with you?"

Ling Xiulan shook her head: "Junjie and her aunt didn't have a good relationship with me when she was a child. When I married Changbo, she cried and made trouble, and even dragged a girl who had a crush on Changbo to the house to disturb the scene." Ling Xiulan was still a little angry: "Afterwards, we went to France, and we didn't contact each other for many years. After we came back, the situation in China was not good. Junjie's uncle was severely suppressed, and their whole family went to the northwest. The renovation was not arranged until last year." After thinking about the way she gets along with her sister-in-law, Ling Xiulan summed up: "It's just a matter of face, anyway, I only see each other when I go back to the old house in a month, and do it in front of the old man. A peaceful look."

"Then why did they suddenly come? Did you know that you were going to send peony flowers on the old man's birthday?" Zhen Zhen couldn't help but ask.

"Last time I saw Hua Guduo standing up, and I said something to the old man during dinner in the old house, I wanted her to be happy." Ling Xiulan couldn't help but muttered when she recalled the young girl's sudden visit: "Yesterday their mothers Said to take a rest while shopping, and waited for a while. Junjie’s cousin insisted on staying at my house. She said that it is close to go to Jingshan to watch the sunrise from my house in the morning. Because I live in the main courtyard, and Junjie’s courtyard is the second entrance. She has a place to live, so I arranged for her in the embroidered building at the back, where I usually go to the garden to rest, there are beddings, and my aunt cleans the house every day, so I can live directly."

According to Ling Xiulan's information, Zhen Zhen fed back to the peony flowers, these peony flowers seemed to be touched, and they actually cried together: "The wind is blowing, it's cold..."

Zhen Zhen withdrew her hand and sighed: "It's very likely that she moved the flower out. The peony flower not only caught cold but also suffered from the night wind, so the bones of the flower turned black."

"What can I do about this?" Ling Xiulan was a little anxious. After all, the old lady was on her 80th birthday, and there must be a lot of guests coming. She said in front of the old lady that she would send eight pots of peonies. The wife designated a spoiler. She looked at Zhen Zhen's thoughtful look and immediately held her hand: "Zhen Zhen, help Auntie think about it, is there any way to save this flower?"

"Yes." Zhen Zhen nodded, Ling Xiulan breathed a sigh of relief instantly, her face was both happy and excited, looking like she was about to collapse, Zhen Zhen helped her to sit down and handed over the towel hanging beside her. Wipe her sweat: "However, the method is more complicated. For the sake of safety, this flower is still moved to my room and I will take care of it myself. You can rest assured that you will have eight pots of peonies of true national color on the day of the old lady's birthday. "

In fact, according to Zhen Zhen's ability, these eight pots of peonies, let alone the night wind, would freeze to death in the snow, with only a few roots left, Zhen Zhen could make it bloom a magnificent piece of peonies in minutes. Flowers come. But Zhen Zhen's ability can't be leaked out, even if she uses the ability to gradually recover Peony, she has to move her home to implement it, it's always right to be cautious.

Some of the flowers that Ling Xiulan raised before were short of water, some were short of fertilizer, and some were over-watered. Zhen Zhen could point out the problem just by looking at it. Under Zhen Zhen's guidance, Ling Xiulan's flowers are getting better and better, so she also trusts Zhen Zhen very much, she seems to think that as long as Zhen Zhen can support her, it's absolutely fine.

Ling Xiulan took out all the custom-made windshields, and put a cover on each pot of peonies. The three of them tossed two or three times and finally moved all the peonies to Zhen Zhen's house.

After being tired for a long time, Zhen Zhen made tea, Lin Xiulan washed her face and hands in Zhen Zhen's room, and Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen came over when they heard the news, looking at the wilted and blackened flower bones in the room, Mrs. Li immediately Comfort her: "Don't worry, Zhen Zhen has a special research on flowers and plants, and she designated that she can cure you."

When Ling Xiulan heard this, the smile on her face became even bigger: "You don't know, Auntie, when I woke up in the morning and saw Huaguduo's black hair, I would never let go of my heart. I don't know where to get eight pots of peonies to celebrate my mother-in-law's birthday."

"Is this a birthday gift? No wonder I see you sweating all over with anxiety." Mrs. Li looked at Ling Xiulan's white lips, and hurriedly greeted her to drink more hot water.

With the hot tea in her hand, Ling Xiulan's mood also stabilized, and she looked at Zhen Zhen's room. Although Zhen Zhen and Mrs. Li both lived in the main courtyard, every time Ling Xiulan came, she was in the main room or the main hall. This was the first time she came to Zhen Zhen's room.

Due to the recent autumn, the sunlight is not as strong as before. In order to make the house look brighter, Zhen Zhen removed all the screens that originally separated the house.

There is a bookshelf on one side of the room, which is full of books. Judging from the color of the paper and the degree of newness, it should be frequently read. Some books even look at the pages that are already loose, I guess I don't know how much I have read. all over. Next to the bookshelf is a desk and chair by the window, with a stack of books on it. The top book has a bookmark, which is probably the book that Zhen Zhen was reading recently. Next to the desk is a guqin table with a guqin on it. It seems to have been some years old, only the tassels on the top are newly made.

On the side of the wall is a sapphire case, opposite the desk, with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

Ling Xiulan looked at the blank sheet of paper on the desk, turned her head and asked Zhen Zhen with a smile, "Do you like calligraphy or painting?"

Zhen Zhen smiled humbly: "It will be a little bit."

Mrs. Li likes to show off her granddaughter the most, how can she show Zhen Zhen's ability a little bit, she immediately stood up and pointed to the painting on the back wall and said, "The painting and characters in the middle are her husband's work, over there The picture on the wall was painted by Zhen Zhen.”

Ling Xiulan turned around to look, and was stunned to find that there were masterpieces of Chinese painting master Su Weiran hanging on the wall. Su Weiran had already become famous before liberation. It is said that the landscape paintings placed in the office of the top leaders after the founding of the People's Republic of China were Su Weiran's works. During the movement, Su Weiran disappeared for ten years, and when he reappeared, his works actually went to a new level. In addition to being natural, they were more free and easy than before.

Today, although Su Weiran still paints, only a few are given to relatives and friends. In addition, other people can't ask for a painting even if they hold a lot of money. A few days ago, it was said that there was a person with a high position who wanted to use power to put pressure on him, but he was ruthlessly kicked out by Su Weiran. Said that the man was also admonished by the above to talk. After these ten years of fluctuations, the country treats these people as national treasures. Those who don't have long eyes can only say that they can't see the situation clearly.

Xi Changbo's position is not low, so Ling Xiulan knows a lot of news in this regard. Seeing that Su Weiran's work, known as "a painting is hard to find" hangs in Zhen Zhen's room, she can't help looking at it in surprise. She: "Su Weiran is your husband?"

"Hey, do you know Lao Su too?" Before Zhen Zhen could speak, Mrs. Li interrupted: "This is a mess, if I know you know each other, I'll ask you to come over when he comes home to play next time."

Ling Xiulan said with a smile, "Auntie, you are really joking, I don't have the face to let Mr. Su know me." Her eyes fell on the landscape painting that Mrs. Li said that Zhen Zhen made by herself, and she saw that she used Jane Simple lines but outlines a majestic and atmospheric landscape painting.

Ling Xiulan also learned to paint when she was in France, and she also knows a little about Chinese painting. Just by looking at the momentum, the layout, and the use of color, you can tell that Zhen Zhen has deep knowledge in Chinese painting.

Mrs. Li was not satisfied with the painting on the wall: "I just think this painting is too plain, it's not as good-looking as painting flowers and grass, you don't know that the Kangqin that Zhen Zhen painted for her fourth brother is very beautiful, it's just I learned it from the teacher who taught painting in our forest area. Later, after we came to the imperial capital, Lao Su liked to paint landscapes and waters, and Zhen Zhen didn’t paint flowers and grass very much.”

The more Ling Xiulan looked at the painting, the more she liked it, she pulled Zhen Zhen and said with a smile: "It's really a famous teacher and a master. You can draw such a good painting at such a young age. I look at my family's Junjie, and I'm a little unworthy of you."

Even if he was beaten by his future husband, even his own mother stabbed the knife, Xi Junjie's face turned black, he pushed away Ling Xiulan's hand and squeezed between the two, trying to show Zhen Zhen his versatility: "Actually, I can paint Yes, I can also play the violin and piano." After a pause, Xi Junjie added with a blushing face, "Besides, I really think that boys who are taller than me might not be easy to find."