Quan Shao dotes on his 'wife'

Ye Zhou's family didn't just eat and eat like nouveau riche every day just because they got rich. His family's meals are always home-cooked dishes with meat and vegetables, but these home-cooked dishes have won the stomachs of many people. No exception, regardless of whether it is the fragrant vegetarian dishes or the soft and delicious green rice, the whole group ate with gusto.

After lunch, the old men went to rest. After receiving the notice, Zheng Hongwen rushed over from the town. The weather was not so hot at the end of September. It was fine in the afternoon. A few young people were going to accompany the old men to go to the farm to feel it. Taste of the country.

"This is Zhouzi's house?"

Ye Zhou's house is too small, so at noon they prepared meals at Ye's house and brought them to Pan's house to eat. Therefore, when the old men passed by Ye's house, they couldn't help but stop, and the colorful roses were in full bloom. On the wall, Mr. Zheng, who has always loved flowers, couldn't help but marvel. Although it is not his favorite orchid, it is still worth keeping his attention if it is kept so well.

"Well, does Grandpa want to go in and have a look?"

Zheng Hongwen, who was standing next to him, said respectfully, he really didn't expect the old man to come, God knows how shocked he was when he saw the old man's guards, the orchid he bought for Ye Zhou last time has been entrusted to someone Sent back to Lao Zheng's house, presumably because of this, the old man knew where he was, right?

"have a look?"

Mr. Zheng looked back at his old comrades with raised eyebrows. Although the others were not as fond of flowers as he was, they all knew how to appreciate them. Seeing what they meant, Ye Zhou and Pan Xiangdong looked at each other and bowed down. A gesture of invitation: "Grandpas, please come in."

"Um"

Headed by Mr. Zheng, a group of people entered Ye Zhou one after another. Outside, they could only see a flower wall half a person's height. After entering, the huge flower garden instantly attracted their attention. Looking at the various flowers fluttering in the wind, everyone felt Feel comfortable.

"The roses are growing well, and the chrysanthemums are also blooming well. This is the first time for me, old man, to see a sea of ​​snow bigger than the mouth of a bowl."

In the middle of the flower garden was the Chinese rose, and there were many chrysanthemums around it. Mr. Zheng bent down and picked up a pot of chrysanthemums with snow-white flowers in full bloom. Several white flowers that were bigger than the mouth of a bowl bloomed on the low stems and branches.

"What is this, sir, Zhouzi's orchids are grown well. The orchids I sent someone to bring back to you last time were bought from Zhouzi."

Hearing this, not only Mr. Zheng, but also the eyes of several other old men turned to Ye Zhou one after another. After Mr. Zheng got the pot of orchids, he didn't know how frightened he was, and he would show off that it was contributed to him by the third son of his family. Therefore, these old guys all knew that he got a pot of top-quality orchids that grew very well, but they didn't expect that the orchids that Lao Zheng couldn't put it down and wished he could sleep with him at night were actually raised by Ye Zhou.

Rao Ye Zhou, whose skin is thicker than the city wall, made them feel uncomfortable to see, but this is not over yet, Zheng Lao casually threw the chrysanthemum to Zheng Hongwen, and said a little excitedly: "You really raised it? And No other species? Hurry up and show me."

He has no other hobbies in his life, but he just likes to admire those few orchids. Whenever he hears that there are rare varieties, he will take time to see them even if he is busy. Every year, he can send orchids to the orchid fairs held in various places. For the family members, as long as it is a good variety, no matter how expensive it is, he will buy it. Unfortunately, there are too few precious varieties now.

Some time ago, when he received the orchid from the third child, he was so excited that he didn’t sleep for two nights. He saw Tian’er holding it around and showing off. Although the orchid in the pot was only an improved variety, it grew vigorously and bloomed. Well done.

"That's it!"

It seems that he forgot to put away the mutant plant, Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel helpless, it seemed that he couldn't keep it.

"This is what, quickly take it out and let me have a look."

Seeing this, Mr. Zheng was almost 100% sure that he had other orchids. The style of painting suddenly changed, and the whole duck became domineering. Mr. Pan on the other side couldn't help but chuckled secretly. He knew it would be like this. , but this is also good, with short manpower, even if Lao Zheng doesn't want to support Zhouzi in the future.

"Hehe, Mr. Zheng, it's not that I don't want to give it to you. The main thing is too much, so I put it in front. Let's go and see, uh..."

Before Ye Zhou finished speaking, Mr. Zheng had already hurried inside, and the gorgeous black line couldn't help climbing up his forehead. Could this be a little too hasty?

"Grandpa is like this, Zhouzi, I'm afraid you're going to bleed a lot today."

A few old men also followed, and Zheng Hongwen, who was walking at the end, patted Ye Zhou's shoulder in a funny and sympathetic way. Anyone who sees his flowers will be moved, and his grandfather must be the same, and the result that makes his heart move...

"His grandma's is a mutant, it's actually a mutant!"

It was too late for Ye Zhou to express his helplessness. Old Zheng's excited roar suddenly sounded. Even Zheng Hongwen couldn't help being startled. He couldn't help but look at Ye Zhou, mutant?Variations of orchids?

"Isn't that what I'm going to take to the Orchid Expo?"

Facing his gaze, Ye Zhou said with black lines all over his face, it's over, his mutant species must be gone. In order to prevent grandpa from robbing him, he specially took out two pots, one for the old man and one for the old man. After participating in the expo, who knows, there will be another old bandit who is crazy about Alan, and it will be strange if he can keep the mutant species.

"You!"

Zheng Hongwen suddenly didn't know what to say. If he had known, he wouldn't have mentioned his well-raised orchids.

"hey-hey"

Scratching his head and laughing twice, Ye Zhou and the others also walked in. Zheng Laozheng couldn't put it down holding the pot of mutant orchids up and down, looking up and down. It is a super variety among orchids. Many people will never see it once in a lifetime, let alone the problem of whether to keep it or not. But this mutant of Ye Zhou not only grows well like the rose, but also has three kinds of orchids evenly distributed on it. Flowers of different shapes and colors can't find any traces of grafting on the flower stems. They seem to grow together naturally. They are indeed mutants, and they are mutants of quite high quality.

"Zhouzi, sell it to me, you have to sell it to me no matter what, the price is up to you."

Hugging the orchid tightly, Mr. Zheng said excitedly, as he was, he had seen mutant orchids before, but he had never owned one before, and finally came across another pot, and he couldn't let go no matter what.

"But Mr. Zheng, I'm planning to take it to the Orchid Expo."

Although he knew that the mutant would not be able to keep it, Ye Zhou would not give it to him easily.

"What fair? That's it, this pot of orchids is mine!"

Staring fiercely, Mr. Zheng walked outside holding the orchid. Ye Zhou was dumbfounded. Why is this scene so familiar?A certain old bandit seemed to be like this back then, right?No wonder they are old comrades in arms, they are all fucking bandits.

"Ha ha"

Seeing this, a group of old men burst out laughing, Pan Xiangdong hugged his daughter-in-law distressedly, and comforted him wordlessly, there is no way, why did he let you have so many good things, and the old monster saw it again.

"Zhouzi, I'll give you the money."

Zheng Hongwen looked at him apologetically, they have long been familiar with this kind of behavior of grandpas, Zhouzi probably saw it for the first time, maybe he is not used to it?

"I"

Opening his mouth, Ye Zhou wanted to curse, but couldn't. Everyone looked at him sympathetically, but they knew very well that although Lao Zheng stole his things, what he would give him in return would never be low. As for the value of that pot of orchids, it’s not that they boast about it. Sometimes their words can be worth more than any mutant species. Ye Zhou lost a pot of orchids today, and what he will get in the future may be Lao Zheng’s full support. Not bad.

"Forget it, if you don't have money, just treat it as a gift from me to Mr. Zheng."

After a while, Ye Zhou let out a turbid breath and said, he is not stingy with the two pots of orchids, the main reason is that he is not used to their bandit behavior, and he is not stupid, if one pot of orchids can subdue Zheng Old man is definitely worth tens of thousands of dollars to him. You know, most people can't climb it if they want to.

Even with the current national conditions, the value of that pot of orchids is probably more than one million, but he accepted it in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even plan to ask for money. Even the old men couldn't help but look sideways at him Even more gentle, Mr. Pan couldn't help puffing out his chest, it was his granddaughter-in-law who gave him a long face.

"It's still you who is sensible, much better than Dongzi!"

When Mr. He praised him, he didn't forget to bury Pan Dongzi. His resentment towards Pan Dongzi might really be brought into the coffin. Thank you Mr. He for exaggerating. My daughter-in-law, Pan Xiangdong, must be much more sensible than your second child.

However, Pan Xiangdong automatically ignored what he said later, and put his arms around his wife with a ruffian and proud smile, as if Mr. He was the one who praised him.

"Get the fuck out of your ass"

"Fuck you Pan Dongzi, where did labor and management provoke you? Do you dare not take me?"

"Hahaha"

The roars of the grandfather and grandson of the He family sounded almost at the same time, causing a group of people to bend over with laughter. The previous unpleasant atmosphere seemed to disappear without a trace. Ye Zhou, who was nestled in Pan Xiangdong's arms, followed Laughed out, well, it's just a mutant orchid, he has plenty of it in his space, just bring out another pot some other day.

A group of people walked out of Ye's house cursing, grinning and laughing, and left with the orchid first. Mr. Zheng came back, but he didn't have the orchid in his hand, so it must have been put in the room belonging to Pan's family. Ordinary people did it. Metropolis is a little embarrassed by this kind of banditry, but he can't feel it at all. Mr. Zheng still talks and laughs with the old men when he comes back.

"All old men are like this."

On the way to the farm, Mr. Pan led the way showing off, and a few young people fell behind decisively. Ye Zhou gave Zheng Hongwen a thumbs up without hesitation, and the latter laughed helplessly: "It's more about bandits." They've all done it, it's just a trivial matter, or why would they call them old monsters and perverts in private?"

"Really."

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, Ye Zhou was speechless, and Pan Xiangdong, who clasped his fingers tightly with him, said in a low voice: "It's no wonder they, during the war of resistance, there was an extreme shortage of supplies, and the military supplies pulled out from above were not enough to fit between the teeth Yes, the soldiers don’t have a gun, what can they do? They can only rob, not only the enemy’s, but also when the arsenal is distributing things. Basically, they will fight for one or two grenades every time. Over time, they developed this kind of bandit behavior. The conditions during the Anti-Japanese War were too harsh. If they didn't need to rob and didn't grab enough military supplies, what awaited them would undoubtedly be fresh lives sacrificed on the battlefield .”

"I know."

Taking a deep look at his resolute side face, Ye Zhou nodded understandingly. Perhaps those anti-war dramas in the 21st century are a bit shocking, but the hardships of the war of resistance are real, and it may even be even more difficult. The older generation of revolutionaries are too It's not easy anymore.