Thousands of pets of little mythical beasts [entertainment]

At first, Qu's father, Qu Gui, who hurried over thought he would see his son being beaten badly by his cousin. While walking on the road, he kept thinking that if the two boys really beat too hard, How on earth could he stop them.

Although they are close cousins, hitting too hard will hurt feelings after thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, when he stood in front of Lu Yan's room, what he saw was the scene of two brothers chatting happily, and Lu Yan's last sentence: When you come back, I will decide you to go down immediately. Ren abbot.

Coming out of his cousin's wing room, he and his father Qu Gui walked the same way they had just arrived. Qu Xiangyao saw that his father had a blue face and a very bad expression all the way, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "Dad, you Don’t worry, even if we really become monks, my cousin and I will not be monks for the rest of our lives. We will all go home in 20 years at the most. Don’t worry about no one inheriting the family business.”

It's only 20 years, and after 20 years, I will only be at 32, which is the best age for a man.In the heyday of Spring and Autumn, it is in its prime.As long as you don't lose your homework because you are so devoted to planting flowers in the past 20 years, everything will be fine.Qu Xiangyao thought very simply.

Qu Gui's complexion is still not good.

Qu Xiangyao glanced secretly, and added: "It's really not possible. If you think waiting 20 years is too long, then when you go back, you want to practice the trumpet with my mother and have a second child. I can't do it." ..."

Qu Gui doesn't really want to talk now, because his thinking is strangely overlapping with Lu Yan just now.I always feel that there is a string missing in my son who has worked so hard to raise such a big son.

Is this a question of twins? !What are you playing here?

After being silent for about five or six minutes, when the light in the wing room could be vaguely seen, Qu Gui suddenly sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking a little tired: "Xiang Yao, tell me honestly, What is it about this Mount Wutai that attracts you so much?"

How easy it is for you to spend 20 years on a joke that seems so absurd to everyone.

Qu Xiangyao didn't want to say it.

The boy's shoulders are too immature, but he wants to carry the whole world.

The feelings of a teenager are too immature, but he wants to face the entire sea of ​​stars.

During this period of time, Qu Xiangyao always had a dream repeatedly. He dreamed that he walked in front of all his relatives with a bouquet full of flowers in his arms.Put a little daisy with morning dew on father's desk, and put delicate roses in mother's hair.The tea brewed with jasmine and bamboo leaves must be the taste that grandpa likes. Finally, as he walked, he only had the last two flowers in his hand.

Give the ugliest one to my cousin, and keep the last one for myself.

If I have happiness, if my happiness can be realized.I want to divide it into countless equal parts and give it to everyone I care about.

If such a beauty can be realized, what is 20 years?It will end up being the most rewarding 20 years of my life!

He who has just gone through the transformation period understands too well the feeling of hopelessness after he once had it and lost it, and it seems that the whole world is beginning to become dark.

Before, because I just 'enlightened' and smiled, I was too excited and was caught by my cousin for a while.Afterwards, Qu Xiangyao thought about it again, before the matter is completed, it is better not to disclose the matter of Hua to more people.

That feeling of disillusionment, he didn't want his loved ones to feel it again.It's better to wait for him to finish everything, and then make up with his family.Everyone will be happy then.

The boy's expression gradually overflowed with lonely courage full of passion.

Let me and my cousin bear the torment and suffering.Qu Xiangyao looked at the sky at 45 degrees, his eyes were slightly red.

Qu Gui's frown became tighter and tighter, this kid put on such an expression, was he afraid that others would not know what was going on?

If these two boys came on a whim, it's okay to say, but I'm afraid that if they are deliberately used or misled by people who are hostile to Lu and Qu, this move is poisonous, and it will abolish both of the two families in one go. an heir.

Qu Gui made up his mind, obstinately ignored Qu Xiangyao's resisting eyes, returned to the wing room and interrogated him directly for most of the night.

In the end, Qu Xiangyao finally bowed to his father's various psychological offensives such as coercion and temptation, and his willpower was disintegrated layer by layer. After all, Qu Gui found out something.

Qu Xiangyao's eyes were red, and he could see that he had just been interrogated and cried.Under his father's never-before-stern eyes, he explained the whole story: "It all starts with the very first flower..."

flower?Qu Gui frowned, then glanced over, motioning for Qu Xiangyao to continue.

After listening to Qu Xiangyao's narration completely, Qu Gui wondered if this kid was making up a random story to deceive him.

A mutated flower that has a relieving effect on amusia?It is simply a fantasy.

But the facts cannot tolerate Qu Gui's disbelief, because the flower is now in Qu Xiangyao's hands, being hugged preciously, and then Qu Xiangyao hesitantly handed it over.

Qu Gui held out his hand hesitantly.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour...

Qu Gui feels that his world view has been reset.

He just sat there blankly, keeping his hand stretched forward to stroke the flowers.

a long time……

Qu Xiangyao exclaimed, "Dad, why are you crying?"

I cried?

Qu Gui wiped his face reflexively, looking at the wetness between his fingers.

That's right, I'm a big man, how can I cry when I cry?

In the end, Qu Gui laughed at himself: "Your mother cried when she listened to the nursery rhymes, and I even laughed at her. Fortunately, she is not here now."

Qu Gui couldn't describe the mood that filled his senses inexplicably at that moment just now.There is no ecstasy, nor is there a martial arts movie on TV that just wants to laugh out loud like someone clicked the laughing hole.

It was more like a distant call that spanned more than ten decades, as if at that moment, his body suddenly traveled back to a spring outing in his childhood, and a large field of wild flowers bloomed all over the hillside.

The teachers chased and shouted, telling the children to run slower and be careful of falling.As a result, the children in front of them who were like little chicks who were having fun turned a deaf ear to them, and just buried themselves in the flowers, and then suddenly appeared when the teacher came close.

An immature smiling face that may still be stained with fallen petals, smiling innocently in the sunshine and the tangy fragrance.

Many things happened that night. For example, Qu Xiangyao's flowers were rushed to a laboratory under the name of the Qu family for the most sophisticated testing under the care of Qu Gui.

For example, after receiving a phone call from his son-in-law, Lu Yan's grandfather walked like flying with a cane in his hand, instructing his son and daughter-in-law to tie his grandson upside down to a tree in the temple, and went back to sleep without saying when he would put it down. .

It's just that the mobile phone placed next to the old man's ear is different from usual, revealing the old man's uneasy mood.

The next evening, the old man received a call from his son-in-law, Qu Gui.Although the researchers in the laboratory complained about why they had to get up in the middle of the night to work overtime to test a flower, and they were not allowed to pick it off the whole time while wearing gloves, let alone damage the flower, but this did not prevent them from giving the most accurate results.

"Genetic testing results show that this is a very common wild small chrysanthemum of the Compositae daisy genus."

Both the old man and Qu Gui were not surprised by this result.Modern science has nothing to do with amusia, or even a clue.

Then it is normal for a flower that has mutated enough to be able to overcome anomia to not be detected by the existing detection equipment.

However, both Qu Gui and Mr. Lu knew that this was definitely not an ordinary flower.It stands for: hope.

After all, if you can grow one flower, you can grow the second flower and the third flower, right?

This flower may be rare, but it is not unique.Bar?

All those in the know refuse to think about this dire assumption.

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Hayashiya

Lin Han began to shout from a long distance: "Feifei! Feifei, go and have a look, your flowers are in full bloom this morning!"

When everyone went to enjoy the flowers together yesterday, there were still many flowers in the orchard that were just buds, but after a short night, they all bloomed as if the accelerator button had been pressed.

The kid ran out holding hands with his brother Yaoyao. Lin Yao clapped his hands happily when he heard this, and he seemed happier than Feifei. "Brother Feifei, let's go and see the flowers."

Since Lin Yao reached his age, he and Fei Fei went to a kindergarten. The two little guys went to and finished school together every day. Lin Yao became more attached to his brother Fei Fei.

Philippe's big round eyes also revealed a hint of surprise. He was about to lift his feet to walk towards the orchard, but he remembered something. He poked a fluffy head inward at the door of the living room, and sent a message to everyone in the room. Invitation: "Philippe's flowers are all in bloom, do you want to see them again?"

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Lin Lin felt that the flower viewing event held yesterday was particularly successful. Everyone drank tea together, admired the flowers, and could eat the fruits that Fei Fei picked and washed, and then fed into his mouth. OK.So when Philip sent out another invitation, he responded very positively: "Go, Philip, wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there are any ready-made snacks to bring."

With that said, he walked towards the kitchen.

The rest of the people in the living room also felt that yesterday's entertainment was not over, so they readily accepted the invitation.

When Lin Jingli went out, he also made a request to the little guy, "Philip, Uncle still wants to eat the grapes you washed this time."

Philip patted his uncle's chest, which meant: wrap it around Philip.

Slowly, more and more people responded.Just like yesterday, another group of mighty people walked towards the orchard.

Lin Lin walked in the front, holding two big baskets in his hands, as if he was going to have a picnic.

After arriving at the orchard, he admired Feifei's small garden for a while. Lin Jingli took out his mobile phone and asked Feifei for permission: "Phifei, uncle, can you take a picture of your little flower?"

The kid is very generous. Hearing this, he actively found a good angle for his uncle, and waved to his uncle: "Uncle took pictures of this, the flowers here are so beautiful."

With a click, Lin Jingli took a photo of the flowers, and then the next step: post to Moments.

It may be that the circle of friends last time did not achieve the desired effect, this time Lin Jingli also specially added a line of words: [Phi Fei grows flowers. 】picture#

Qu Gui took out his mobile phone and took the time to give Lin Jingli a thumbs up.In fact, he is not very familiar with Lin Jingli, mainly because he is relatively familiar with Lin Yuqing.But liking is the most basic courtesy of socializing online, he understands.

Now that the praise has been clicked, it seems incomplete without saying something.Then say something else.

[Guidelines: There are so many flowers, they are all beautiful. 】

Lin Jingli's side recovered quickly: [Lin Jingli replied to Qu Gui: Fei Fei planted it himself, which is a bit too much. 】

It was a bit too much to say, but Qu Gui still felt a subtle show off through the screens of the two mobile phones.

Fei Fei, he knows who it is, isn't it Lin Jingli's little nephew.What does it mean to talk too much?Isn't it just secretly showing off what your children can do?

Competitive for a while, some of the tricks came up, curled his lips, no matter how capable, can his son be capable?Although his son didn't grow a single flower, he found a mutant daisy!

One flower can be worth a thousand, ten thousand of you!

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