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The routine of the biological clock, which has become a habit, made Yan Che toss and turn on the bed for a few times, and finally sank into darkness.

However, even when he fell asleep, Yan Che had many disordered dreams.

Different from the previous "dream", this time Yan Che was really dreaming - just like watching a movie, Yan Che, as an audience, carefully watched the self in the dream from childhood to adulthood.

Even if he was watching a movie in which he was the protagonist, Yan Che was really tired after this sleep.

In the haze, Yan Che was awakened by a loud voice.

After struggling a few times, Yan Che had to quietly open his eyes.It was indeed a human voice, not in a dream, but real... It came from my own yard.

Indistinctly, Yan Che also heard the voice of Yan Guoqiang mixed with the voices of people. It seemed that there were quite a few people.

Crawling on the bed, rubbing his face hard against the pillow a few times, Yan Che propped up his arms and jumped up.

After getting dressed, Yan Che checked the charging phone on the dressing table.

The battery indicator is full, and then turn on the machine.

I saw that the time on the phone showed that it was 8:32.

Yan Che then slowly walked down the wooden stairs, the main room was empty, but the gate of the courtyard was covered with a few old people.

Among these old people, Yan Che still knew a few of them, they were all from Yan Jiawan's old life, counting according to their seniority, Yan Guoqiang had to call them "grandfather", and Yan Che had to call them "old ancestors".

"Hey." Standing at the door of the main room, Yan Che found Yan Guoqiang among the old people, and Yan Che yelled.

"Hey, this is the third boy from the fourth family?" Hearing Yan Che's voice, Yan Guoqiang and the other old people turned their heads and looked over. One of them was an old man with black hair and a rosy face, stroking the goatee beard on his chin, smiling. Looking at Yan Che: "Well, not bad, not bad, I have grown up a lot, and my body has become a lot stronger."

Hearing others praise his child, Yan Guoqiang was of course delighted: "San'er, are you up?"

Adhering to the politeness that a junior should have, Yan Che greeted several old people one by one under Yan Guoqiang's introduction, and saw that they seemed to be discussing something, so he asked Yan Guoqiang: "Hey, early in the morning, where are you going?" What are you looking at?"

Hearing this, Yan Guoqiang turned sideways and let Yan Che walk over: "Here, look, our orange tree, which has been dead for four or five years, came together this morning, and it actually blossomed."

Upon hearing this, Yan Che was slightly startled, and walked towards the fence: "Uh, is it...?"

"That's right, not only the orange trees are blooming, but also a lot of things have grown overnight on a piece of land that was ruined by chickens and nothing can grow... Huh? Isn't this pepper? It's also blooming." Yan Guoqiang While speaking, he squatted down and exclaimed in front of a plant with white flowers.

"Well, it's really a pepper." A few old people also gathered around, tsk-tsk at the white-flowered pepper.

Yan Che didn't have that much time to look over, he was completely shocked.

He had seen the orange tree under the fence before.

Not to mention the milky white flowers hidden in the greenery, yesterday's tree didn't even have a green leaf, it was bare, only a few gray-brown old trunks that were dry enough to be used as firewood.

The orange tree, which has long since died, is a paradise for chickens and chickens to play.The big chicken always jumped on the tree trunk, looking down at the little chickens digging the soil for food.

Looking at the orange tree whose trunk was still covered with chicken feces but now covered with white flowers, Yan Che subconsciously touched the tip of his nose and looked away.

The broken bamboo basket on the side was pierced by the grass growing below, and the grass blades got out from the gap in the bamboo basket. At this moment, the broken gong has become a flower pot.

The corner of Yan Che's mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath.

If he remembered correctly... this broken gong was the one he used as a bench last night.

Because, on the muddy ground in front of the broken gong, there are still a few big footprints left by him.

"Well, fourth child, this is an auspicious image." The black-haired, red-faced old man who was talking to Yan Che earlier was Yan Guoqiang's father's fifth uncle. People of Yan Guoqiang's generation called him "Fifth Grandpa", In Yan Che's generation, they have to call the old man "Five Patriarchs" all his life.At this moment, the fifth patriarch was still stroking his beard, looking at the blossoming orange tree: "The orange tree is blooming, the orange is auspicious."

"Fifth Grandfather, is this... is this a good thing?" Yan Guoqiang asked carefully after hearing the words.

"Of course it's a good thing. It's a sign of good luck." The fifth patriarch glanced at Yan Guoqiang, then set his sights on the white flower tree, and clicked his tongue: "Well, the orange tree is blooming this season. It seems that our Yan family Another great event is about to happen.”

"Uncle Wu, is there such a saying?" Another old man beside Yan Guoqiang looked at the orange tree in confusion and asked the fifth patriarch.

The Fifth Patriarch nodded, and said seriously: "Do you still remember six years ago?"

six years ago?Isn't it time for me to be admitted to X University and leave here?

Yan Che's ears perked up as soon as he heard the fifth patriarch's words.

"Six years ago, when the third son of the fourth family was admitted to university." The fifth patriarch looked at Yan Che, who pretended not to care but pricked up his ears, with a smile in his eyes: "The number one scholar tree on Jiguan Mountain, that But it bloomed red overnight."

When Yan Che heard this, he couldn't help shedding a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead, and slandered from the bottom of his heart: This ancestor can really break.

The so-called number one scholar tree is actually just a shrub of unknown genus.

The perennial green champion tree looks a bit like Evergreen.

The difference between the two is their flowers, evergreen flowers are numerous but small, and the champion tree is different.

Its flowers are as big as a bucket, and each tree only blooms one flower. The color of the flower is bright red, and the shape of the flower is luxurious.From a distance, it looks like the big red flower on the chest of Zhuangyuanlang, which is really eye-catching.Moreover, this flower just bloomed on the occasion of the ancient spring, so it was named the number one scholar tree, and the flower was the number one scholar flower.

It was scorching August when Yan Che got the university admission letter, and this kind of shrub, or because of the current chaotic climate, bloomed at this time. .

Because of this, there was still a commotion in Lingqu Town at that time.

Under this strange spectacle, Yan Xiaosaner of Yan's fourth family in Yanjiawan was passed down into countless versions of legends with a mythical color, which made outsiders more convinced that Yan Che was really that kind of person. There is a saying that "Wenqu stars descend to earth". (-_-|||)

This is also the reason... When Yan Che returned to the town this time, a person from Yanjiawan recognized him as Yan Xiaosan from Yan's fourth family in Yanjiawan, which attracted a crowd of people to watch him as a rare animal for a long time.

The behavior of one of the middle-aged mother-in-law made Yan Che even more dumbfounded—the middle-aged mother-in-law took out an enamel jar and asked Yan Che to spit in it, saying that she would let her kid drink it later (o(╯□╰)o) , with the nobility of the No. [-] Scholar, maybe his own kid can also be admitted to the university as the No. [-] Scholar.

Yan Che almost ran away. In the 21st century, where modern technology is everywhere, he really couldn't have imagined that...there are still such superstitious sayings and ideas.

On the way back to Yanjiawan, Yan Che deeply felt the ignorant sadness brought about by poverty.

Hearing such words from the Fifth Patriarch at this moment, Yan Che just wanted to find an opportunity and quickly slipped away.

Fortunately, the fifth patriarch really did not embarrass Yan Che, but was surrounded by several old people and an excited Yan Guoqiang, and continued to explain the "good omen".

Yan Che quietly went back to the main room, and got into the small upstairs of the left room.

He took out a water glass that he had brought back from his luggage, Yan Che took out a glass of water with concentration, stared at the green liquid in the glass, and fell into deep thought.

This water is very miraculous, so miraculous that Yan Che thinks... maybe there really are gods.

Seeing the miraculous skill of the dead tree appear on the old orange tree, the old orange tree was revived again, not only grew new leaves, but also bloomed.

So……

Suddenly, an idea popped up in Yan Che's mind.

Because of this exciting thought, Yan Che's face was dyed crimson, making that handsome face even more beautiful and moving.

in the afternoon.

After lunch, Yan Guoqiang walked out of the yard humming an unknown tune with a hoe on his shoulder.

Yan Che knew that Yan Guoqiang was going to the ground.

Without saying much, after Yan Guoqiang's figure turned around the corner of Yan Xu's house, Yan Che probed his head and waited for a few minutes to make sure that Yan Guoqiang would not return halfway, then quietly came to the fence of the yard and came to the dead and resurrected tree under the orange tree.

After observing carefully for a while, Yan Che pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then turned and went back to the room.

When he came out again, Yan Che had a few more radish seeds and a small hoe in his hands.

Under the fence opposite the orange tree, Yan Che wrapped the radish seeds in a piece of paper, put them in his clothes pocket, rubbed his hands, twisted a small hoe and began to loosen the soil under the fence.

That piece of soil is very fertile, because there are piles of chicken manure and chicken manure on it all the year round.

As soon as the soil was dug loose, the hen led a group of chicks to fly over. Seeing this, Yan Che frowned unconsciously: This is not possible. It was for nothing.

Seeing the big and small chickens scratching the ground with their paws, Yan Che frowned and thought for a moment, then turned around and found a bamboo fence made of several pieces of bamboo strips, more than one meter high and one meter wide.

After driving the hens and chicks out of the newly opened field, Yan Che found some two-meter-long bamboo poles, rounded his arms, and used a small hoe to ram the bamboo poles into the ground for twenty or thirty minutes. centimeters, one every ten centimeters, used to fix those bamboo fences...to form a courtyard about one meter long and wide.

After the small yard was surrounded, Yan Che took out the paper bag from his pocket, carefully took out the radish seeds inside, and scattered a few seeds in the newly built mini vegetable garden.

While there was no one around, Yan Che went back to the main room, and took out a bowl that was usually used to serve rice, which was a few circles smaller than the big water bowl... With a thought, he took out a small bowl of clear water, went back to the yard, put The water in the small bowl is sprinkled into the small vegetable garden for the first irrigation.

However, Yan Che just poured the water in the small bowl with his hands, watering half of the small vegetable garden.

That small bowl of water was only enough to pour half of it.

Yan Che returned to the main room with a small bowl in his hand, took out a small bowl of clear water again, poured it into the large water bowl on the wooden table, and took the large water bowl to scoop some water into the stove to dilute it.

The diluted water was taken out by Yan Che, and sprinkled on the other half of the small vegetable garden that was not irrigated.

After finishing all this, Yan Che hesitated to stand aside and watched for a while, then lifted the remaining bamboo fence on the ground and covered it over the small vegetable garden—in order to prevent the chickens from flying into it and destroying it, Yan Che Che had to build a bamboo fence on it.

After putting away the small hoe and tidying up the remaining bamboo poles and fences on the ground, Yan Che glanced at the orange tree full of white flowers in complicated eyes, then turned his head to look at the small vegetable garden under the bamboo fence, as if As if he had made a decision, he turned and went back to the main room.

Yan Che made a decision.

Seeing the sudden vision of the orange tree and the location of the orange tree, others don't know why, but Yan Che is very clear.

The water poured out by Yan Che last night was poured on the orange tree.

A tangerine tree that has withered for many years and can’t die can be revived overnight, and the dead tree not only grows new leaves, but also blooms in spring... So, can all these miraculous effects be attributed to that strange tree? Where about water?

Yan Che had this idea, so he did an experiment—a small vegetable garden.

If it is really the effect of water...

Yan Che crawled on the big wooden table, and when he thought of this, he laughed muffledly.