: 3. Little gardener

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The year is near, and Yu Yu decided to return to his hometown for the New Year and rest for a while.
After returning the two-bedroom house that had not been rented for a long time, he transferred to the nursery to transfer all the flowers to his peers, and settled the lease contract of the nursery. Yu Yu took a small amount of deposits and luggage and rented a taxi for the night. Go back to Taoist Temple.
The snow that night had already disappeared, and the white paper sprinkled on the day of the funeral was scattered on the ground. The light of the dim light of the small light bulb burned the hot water of the pot and began to clean.
Although the Taoist temple is small, it is well-organized. After Yu Dao swept all the inside and outside of the Taoist temple, the sky was already white.
He was so tired and sweaty that he didn't sleep for a night, but he felt very insane. The cold feeling that had been plaguing him for a long time had not disappeared, and his limbs were too light, and he felt like he could see it in the same place. Fly.
"Grandpa, are you blessing me?"
He smiled and sighed, hangs the rag on the edge of the bucket, looks up at the statue of the old man, and then shakes his head, bending over and lifting the bucket around the backyard.
Yu Grandpa is very sloppy in eating and drinking. Two sets of robes are worn and patched for decades. The steamer steamed buns can be used for half a month. The wooden bed is sleeping, and the old cotton wadding is covered. In addition to winter, there are three in all seasons. The seasons are all cold showers.
Moreover, he is very stubborn and unwilling to move the bricks and tiles in the Taoist temple, and almost insist on maintaining the Taoist "original ecology".
After making money, Yu Yu wanted to help the old man to renovate the Taoist temple. Without making major changes, he would only re-take the wire line, repair the kitchen, and install an electric water heater. He wanted the father to live comfortably.
But the old man did not do it, and he almost drove him out of the house for this matter.
I remembered the past, Yu Yu was a little bit fascinated, until the firewood in the stove made a "squeaky" sound, he woke up to God, see the water in the pot has been boiled, busy putting down the dry wood ready to be added, got up and took a shower Use the big wooden barrel and start to install hot water inside.
There is no water heater, no Yuba, no serious bathroom, the kitchen door may even leak air, but Yu Yu is soaked in the tub, but it doesn't feel cold at all.
Suddenly he understood some of Grandpa's stubbornness. In this little Taoist view, which is almost isolated from the world, although the days have been bitter, the satisfaction is very easy to obtain.
It was just a hot shower after a hard winter night, and he actually felt that he was already very happy.
After the shower, the body completely relaxed. He went to the backyard vegetable field and picked up a handful of vegetables and turned back to the kitchen to give himself a bowl of green noodles.
After filling his stomach, he finally felt a little sleepy. Regardless of whether he was sleeping properly during the day, he would not sleep in the evening. He obeyed his yawn and went to the room where he lived with his grandfather, paved the bed and went in the air. Never leave the smell of incense sticks, close your eyes and sleep.
The hospital, Yin Yan opened his eyes, eyes clear and clear is not like just waking up, looking at a certain point in the void, finger fretting: "Go, as a reward for borrowing your body, your request should be down."
A breeze fell in love with the window, until the door of the ward was pushed open, a pair of middle-aged couples and a teenager appeared behind the door, "he" was rolled over the curtains, dissipated between the heavens and the earth.
Yin Le felt that she was blind, and actually saw the curtains in the windless automatic, and some inexplicable people wanted to cry.
"Xiao Yan!"
A woman with a short, short hair walked quickly to the bedside. She always insisted on not crying. She suddenly couldn’t help but shed tears. She sat down at the bed and took the eldest and thin hand of her eldest son. Her expression was calm and her tears were not. live.
She felt that she was a little strange, but she couldn’t help but cry when she saw her little son and her husband, and blamed this strangeness on her mother’s nature.
A strong woman will inevitably lose control when she sees her son who has walked away from the gate of Ghost.
No one spoke, and only one family of three cries left in the ward.
Yin Yan turned his eyes and swept three people one by one. The fate they had had appeared in front of them - the eldest son died, the mother blamed himself, the sorrow was overly ill, the father was violent and angered, and at all costs revenge the woman who killed the eldest son. The family eventually fell, the mother died young, the father was imprisoned, and the younger son was depressed for life.
He frowned and restrained the discomfort of holding the mother's hand, then sat up and whispered, "I'm fine."
His voice was not big, but the three people who were crying were quiet, and they only felt that the words seemed to fall directly into the bottom of their hearts, and they were afraid that they would fade away after all the panic in their hearts.
The crying began to break, Qiu Feiqian first cleaned up the emotions and wiped away the tears, leaning over to the weak son lying on the bed, pressed the corner, can not refuse to say: "You have been doing things for so long, the Korean family has no one Come over and give me a Yin family, but Han Ya, who was slightly injured, didn’t even show up, Xiao Yan, no matter how you persuaded, my mother must give the Korean family a lesson!"
"Feiqian." Yin Hexiang called his wife, worried that her words stimulated a serious injury to a son.
In the circle, who doesn’t know that Yin’s young master Yin Yan’s bitter love and unrequited love for Han’s daughter, Han Ya, is not allowed. When he came across Han Ya’s affairs, there was almost no bottom line and principle. Hanya’s heart was all in the Wu family. The only son Wu Xuan, just fishing for Yin Yan as a spare tire.
As parents, they have also tried to persuade the eldest son for this matter, but they are all useless. Yin Yan is like Han Ya’s fascinating soup, and Hanya’s spare tires are deadly, and no one else can accommodate others. It is said that Han Ya is not good at all, but also loves the house and the Ukrainian.
Although helpless and sad, but in the face of a child, they can only compromise.
"It’s useless to call me!"
Almost experienced the pain of losing a child, Qiu Feiqian is no longer willing to continue to compromise, hate said: "I am such two sons, this time Han Ya tossed a small half-life, then the next time? Then continue this, small The sooner or later, I have to confess in the hands of Han Ya! Today I will put my words here. Anyone in this world can enter the door of my Yin family. Even if it is a dog or a cat, she can’t do it!

She was really angry, and she was afraid, and she panicked, and she said that she was more and more left.
"Xiao Yan, don't blame the mother's special system. If you want to go to the Hanya in the future, then I would rather not have your son! Don't call me again in the future!"
The atmosphere of the Yin family has always been harmonious. Although Qiu Feiqian has a bit of a knife and a heart, he never said this in front of his two sons.
Yin Hexiang was shocked. He was afraid that his wife would be angry with himself. He was even more afraid of stimulating his eldest son to come forward. He was busy pushing up his wife's shoulders and opened his mouth to be persuaded, but he was robbed by Yin Yan, who had been silent for a long time.
"Mother." A slightly sizzling tone, calm and calm voice, but strangely with a touch of comfort: "There are guests coming."
The cool voice slid over the cheeks like a breeze, and Qiu Feiqian’s emotions shattered like smoke, turning his head to look at the open ward door.
Han Ya, who is about to leave quietly, is a bit stiff, and the voice that sounds like Yin seems to be different from before, but the idea is just a flash. She bit her lip and remembers what Yin’s mother just said. Embarrassed and wronged.
She didn't want to worry about the accident. The accident was caused by her drunkenness and stealing the steering wheel. But Yin Yan has no responsibility?
Yin Yan saved her, she is very grateful, but Yin mother should not say her, she also has self-respect.
"Who is outside?"
Qiu Feiqian is not very patient. Seeing that there is a personal shadow in the corridor, but no one has come in, can't help but raise the voice and ask.
The figure in the hall moved, and then Han Ya’s tall and slender figure appeared at the door.
She did not come in, only standing red and staring at the door, watching the Yin Yan sitting on the hospital bed, screamed low: "Inflame..."
Qiu Feiqian’s heart just came down and the fire came up. He walked to the door in three or two steps. He raised his hand to her face and slammed. "You don't deserve to call my son! Han Ya, I tell you, later. You and Wu Xuan quarreled to drink to commit suicide, find a clean place to go, don't come to my son! Roll! You are not welcome here!"
No one thought of this slap, Han Ya was directly beaten, and looked at the face and hated the hateful Qiu Feiqian, his shoulders shaking, the beautiful apricot eyes with tears, once again toward the hospital bed. Yin Yan looked.
"The car accident, ‘I’ forgive you.

Yin Yan spoke when she looked over and her tone was calm.
Han Ya’s face was a joy, Qiu Feiqian’s head was a sigh, and he hated the iron and turned to look at him. He called out,
Xiao Yan!

"This life owes, the next life is to return a sum of money." Yin Yan looked away, pale and slender fingers crossed on the abdomen, side face bathed in the morning sun, I do not know whether it is an illusion The shallow twilight that he should have suddenly became dark as night, which made people unable to stop exploring.
"Let's go, don't appear in front of the Yin family, they will not be happy."
Yin Hexiang was surprised. I didn't expect the eldest son to say this.
Yin Le suddenly remembered that when he was at the hospital entrance that day, the big brother inexplicably said the phrase "good.", the brain flashed a flash of light, and asked: "Big brother, I asked for you that day, you promised?"
Yin Yan looked at him and nodded.
"Big brother, you are great!"
Yin Le was almost happy, and couldn’t help but rush to the bed and pick up an orange from the fruit basket. Mei Zizi said: "Big brother, this orange can be sweet, I will peel it for you!"
Qiu Feiqian quickly returned to God after screaming at God, and the pain in his face disappeared. He was replaced by pleasure and gratification.
She looked back at Han Ya, who seemed to be shocked by her son's accommodating order. She only felt that the bad breath that had been lingering for many years had finally come out, and she stepped forward to block Han Yazhen’s view of the hospital bed, and sneered and said: It’s not the second time, Han Ya, go back and tell your parents, you almost killed my son’s account, I will calculate with them.

After talking about ignoring the sight of Han Ya’s fear, he took a step back and slammed the door hard.
boom!
Yin Yan took back the sight of the window, and the fingers that were handed over were released. He clicked on the quilt and looked up at Yin Hexiang, who should be the head of the family. He seriously asked: "This world...who wants to enter into a marriage contract here. What do I need to prepare?"
Yin Hexiang heard a word.
Marriage contract? What is this old saying, wait, how did the son suddenly mention this, is his just awakening is fake? I still miss the Hanya in my heart?
Qiu Feiqian, who turned and walked back, apparently went with him. The eyebrows were wrinkled, and the mouth was about to persuade, but he was interrupted by the young son whose mood was already flying.
"Drawing a marriage contract? Big brother, you are saying that you are getting a marriage license. You only need a household registration card. The trouble is to get married... Wait, how come you suddenly asked this question, are you, you..."
Yin Le said that half of him realized that it was wrong, the good mood of flying was stuck, and he swallowed his mouth and mouth, fearing that he would once again poke his own big brother’s fragile nerve called unrequited love. When the words turn, the tongue is knotted and asked. Road: "Big Brother, you, are you interested in marriage?"
Yin Yan nodded gently, Yin Le saw a cold breath, only that the sky was going to collapse.
Qiu Feiqian finally couldn’t help but step forward and said: "Xiao Yan, I will not allow you to be with Han Ya, this life is impossible!"
Yin Hexiang calmly pressed his wife, although he did not speak, but he also disapproved in his eyes.
Knowing what I want to know, Yin Yan’s loose hands were once again in the same position. The sights swept over the three people who obviously wanted to smash and shook their heads:
My favorite marriage partner is not Hanya, but a... little gardener.

When he spoke of the last three words, his voice suddenly fell down, and he faintly brought a touch of gentleness, but unfortunately the family of three who was arrogantly did not hear it.
They face each other and are full of fog.
Little gardener? Who?
After the Qing dynasty, the back of the mountain, carrying the shackles of the shackles, stopped under a blossoming peach tree, which was full of strange eyes.
Peach blossoms did not bloom in March and April. How did this tree open at the end of December, and it changed?