The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

"Come on, you have so much strength, I despise you. Don't touch my head. I'm not as tall as you, and I'm getting shorter. Rub, keep rubbing, stop rubbing, my hair is messed up. If you rub my head Fight back."

During the frolicking, time seemed to go back to the past, back to the days when they went to school together, carrying schoolbags and riding bicycles to leave school together.

At that time, they had no parents to take care of them. In order to earn more money, the grandparents in the family were often busy until late, so the two of them got together to study, eat and do homework.

During the holidays, the other friends in the same class basically went all over the mountains, and only they had to stay at home to learn the family inheritance.

Xiao Baoyan and Xiao Zhouquan cut the vegetables and cut the flowers, one fried them and the other ate them up.

No one knows each other better than them, not even the elders whose family is responsible for teaching them.

At that time, Xiao Zhouquan and Xiao Baoyan never needed too many words, they could know each other's thoughts with just a look.

Now ten years have passed, and the boy has grown into a young man, but the tacit understanding that is deeply rooted in his heart has not changed at all.

Playing all the way back to the small second floor of Zhou's house, Zhou Quan led his friend to his room, and while sweeping the quilt on the kang bed, he poured hot water for him to wash up.

After wringing out a towel to wipe his face, Baofan looked around the little West House where Zhou Quan lived. Everything here was basically the same as when he left, and it was still the warm house in his memory.

The furniture used in the room is still the same set of blue cabinets with colored stripes, on which is still the big 29-inch color TV, next to the TV are all kinds of books, even hanging on the windows. All are still the light green curtains with cartoon patterns.

The only difference is that there is an extra computer desk in the room, with an old-fashioned LCD screen on it. Baoyan remembers that before he left, Grandpa Zhou said that as long as Zhou Zhou passed the exam, he would install a computer for him. , it seems that Zhou Zhou passed the exam.

That's right, Zhou Zhou's grades at that time were so good, it would be no problem for him to take the first high school entrance examination.

Baoyan, who was caught in the memories, was a little empty, but his empty consciousness was finally brought back by a familiar faint fragrance.

Washing the towel off his hands with a blank expression, Bao Yan is now certain that not only the house in his family has not changed much, even the skin care products he uses are still the same as ten years ago.

Well, the Frog Prince Moisturizing Cream is still strawberry scented.

No wonder he looks so small, grows taller and gets older, but his mind is still the same as when he was a child, pure and innocent.

Unaware that his true face as an older child had been exposed, Zhouquan happily continued to lay the kang.

Although there are no extra air-drying quilts to use, but with my current quilts, it is no problem to sleep two adults.

Knowing that his grandson sleeps dishonestly, he likes to roll around and occasionally kicks the quilt, so the quilts prepared by Grandpa Zhou for his grandson are double.

In this way, he will not be afraid of rolling around at night and catching cold outside the quilt.

Now Zhou Quan is very grateful to his grandfather for his preparation, so even if two big men squeeze together, it is enough.

Watching Zhou Quan happily spread the quilt on the heated kang, Bao Yan stood on the ground silently. After a few minutes, he bent down and saw a familiar aluminum basin in the gap at the bottom of the cabinet.

This is Zhou Zhou's footbath, he will put it here every time he runs out.

Picking up the footbath, Baoyan, went to the iron pot in the outer room to scoop up footwashing water, while Zhou Quan in the room was staring suspiciously at the two potted flowers on his window sill.

Was he dazzled just now?Why do you seem to see spider plants stretching their leaves towards asparagus?

But if you take a closer look, it doesn't seem to be there. The asparagus bamboo is quiet, and the leaves of the spider plant are also hanging down. There is nothing unusual about these two potted plants.

No, there is an exception.

Leaving aside the pot of asparagus bamboo, I don't know what kind of temperament the newly bought one is, but he has been raising the pot of silver star spider plant for several months, so I don't know what kind of temperament it is.

As a very common Chlorophytum species in the market, this pot of Little Silver Star is quite arrogant, and there are some gossips on the outside.

It wants its master to focus more on itself, so it usually acts like a baby to Zhou Quan.

It needs to be watered, fertilized, exposed to sunlight, and even touched. It is almost impossible to ask the owner to hold it to sleep at night.

In the past, as long as Zhouquan leaned over, this pot of little silver star would come over to chatter, talk about its own thoughts, or gossip obtained from other plants in the rental house.

But today, the pot of little silver star unexpectedly remained silent, pretending to be no different from an ordinary pot of Chlorophytum silver star.

Zhou Quan, who was squatting on the kang, rested his chin with his hands. He always felt that the difference between Yin Xing and the pot of glowing asparagus bamboo he brought back had something to do with it, but no matter how much he fiddled with Yin Xing and asparagus bamboo, Well, those two guys just stayed on the window sill steadily, and refused to give the master the slightest reaction.

If Zhou Quan hadn't felt the unique connection between the silver stars and asparagus bamboos when he stretched out his hands, and the fluorescence on the flowers and plants was still there, Zhou Quan really would have thought that these two pots had changed back Ordinary flowers and plants.

Just when Zhouquan was not reconciled to picking up the leaves of the silver star or poking the slender branches of the asparagus bamboo with his fingers, Baoyan carried his footbath, opened the curtain and walked out of the outer room. came in.

Looking at Zhou Quan's back to him, Bao Yan said to that side: "Zhou Zhou, don't play for now, come here and wash your feet."

Hearing this, Zhou Quan turned around and saw that Fa Xiao was waiting for him with his own footbath, he was so startled that he almost tore off the leaf of Little Silver Star.

"Why do you go out to fetch water with the footbath? Who uses it? The footwashing water for me? I'm so flattered, how can I bear it?"

Seeing Faxiao's fuss, Baozhen rolled his eyes to the sky silently, but said in his mouth: "Don't talk about it, don't I give you enough footwashing water? When I first entered junior high school, I gave you You have been washing your feet for a month, why don't you say you can't bear it? You still use it with peace of mind?"

"That's different. You lost a bet with me and I won it. Didn't you win it back later? Why didn't you tell me that I washed your underwear for two weeks?"

"Didn't I wash your socks for you afterwards?"

"Yes, my grandfather found out and punished me for brushing your sneakers for a week. Your sweaty feet were so smoked that I almost didn't wear a mask."

"I'm still sweaty, what can you do?"

The duo of Faxiao who complained to each other looked at each other for a long time across the heated kang, and finally Zhou Quan, who was squatting on the heated kang, felt that he was defeated by the opponent, turned his head unconsciously, and stopped looking at Faxiao.

Baoyan put the footbath on the chair, arranged the position for the other party and said, "Okay, come and wash your feet."

Zhou Quan just took off his socks and put his feet into the footbath, but he saw the other party bent down and continued to check under the cabinet in his room, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" Zhou Quan asked curiously while treading water.

"Find an old basin that you don't use and go to the outhouse to wash your feet. You know I have sweaty feet."

"Pull it down and waste time. I don't dislike you. The footbath is big enough to wash on the kang together. After washing, go to sleep."

The tall and strong Baoyan was taken aback when he heard the words, and found that he really didn't care about his heartless hair, and planned to wash his feet and rest quickly to save trouble.

Seeing that Baoyan didn't say anything more, he kicked off his riding boots, took off his socks, rolled up his trouser legs and sat on the edge of the Kang, cautiously and tentatively dipping his feet into the basin of foot-washing water.

In the clear aluminum metal basin, there are two pairs of feet, one big and one small, one dark and one shallow. The light pair leaned against the other side to compare with the dark one after entering.

"Wow, you have to wear a size 45 shoe, right? It's three sizes bigger than me. Are the shoes easy to buy?"

"Size 46 is not very easy to buy, but you can buy it. I have a big frame and you have a small frame. It's normal to have a smaller shoe size."

Zhou Quan felt a little pain in his knees when he was young. Compared with Chef Bao's tall and thick frame, Zhou Quan's height is not short, but his frame is inherited from Grandpa Zhou, which is considered slender among boys.

The light-colored size 42 feet dangled in the water basin, no matter how much he felt that he was several laps smaller than the other party, he shrank his feet and washed them carelessly, pulling them out to wipe them. After wiping, I stuffed it directly into the bed.

Seeing that Zhouquan had finished washing, Baozhen also quickly swung it in the basin a few times, rubbing and rubbing it, and it was over.

Seeing this, Zhou Quan bent down to pick up the basin, and went out to pour out the footwashing water. When he came back, Bao Yan had already taken off his shirt and trousers, and was sitting cross-legged in only a cotton vest and boxer briefs. On the Kang.

Under the light, the other party's strong muscles and tight lines made his eyes warm.

Only a body full of tendons can be called masculine, and it doesn't look like a frail scholar no matter how you look at it.

The other party looked as if he was going to sleep, Zhou Quan subconsciously glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, and found that it was only past nine o'clock.

Although he would definitely not be able to fall asleep if he entered the bed at this point, but Zhou Quan didn't want to disturb Baoyan's rest, so he also took off his T-shirt and outer pants, and got into the bed first.

The quilt under the quilt was already warm from the heated kang, Zhouquan got in not long after, the corner of the quilt on the other side was lifted, and a fiery body lay down beside his pillow.

With a snap, the lights in the room were turned off, and there was no other sound in the room except breathing.