Wu Shang

Eating, drinking, playing and having nothing to do every day, I didn't expect a week to pass like this.Wu Zhicuo was really bored staying here. Although Shang Mozhi would go to the company early every day and come back early to accompany him after work, and take him around, he still felt that he was in a hurry.

Wu Zhicuo looked at the dawning sky outside the window, then turned around to face Shang Mozhi who was getting dressed: "Xiao Mo, how soon can I go to work?"

"Uncle, rest for a few more days and take good care of yourself."

"I've been healed a long time ago!" Wu Zhicuo was dissatisfied in his heart, and Shang Mozhi was still talking about the slight injury last time.

"Good boy," Shang Mozhi leaned down and kissed his forehead, "As the saying goes, if you hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, you have to rest for ten days and a half months."

"It's been half a month already!"

"Is there?" Shang Mozhi didn't care at all, and just said it casually.

"Anyway, I want to go to work, and I will grow mold if I stay at home all the time."

"By the way, there is a forest in the back mountain. I will take you around in the afternoon."

"No, don't change the subject," Wu Zhicuo said firmly, "You have to set a time for me, I can't stay at home all the time."

I still have to earn money to buy a house. He didn't dare to say this, but he always thought so in his heart. In the future, Xiao Mo must live in the house he bought. He likes this sense of accomplishment.

"Okay," Shang Mozhi prevaricated casually with a smile, "A month later, let uncle go to work after a lot of things come to an end."

"Okay!" Wu Zhicuo agreed, "There will be no more excuses then."

"Got it," Shang Mozhi rubbed his head, "I'm off to work, don't miss me."

"Yes." Wu Zhicuo watched Shang Mozhi get up, and agreed in a low voice.

After Shang Mozhi went out, Wu Zhicuo wanted to catch up on sleep for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.He had really had enough sleep these few days, and he felt like he was about to become a useless person.If he didn't mention work, Shang Mozhi's attitude meant that he didn't intend to let him go back to work.

If you can't sleep, it's better not to force yourself to lie down and torture yourself, Wu Zhicuo put on his clothes.He looked at the watch by the bed, it was only past six o'clock, it was really embarrassing for Shang Mozhi, a slob, to leave so early.

Wu Zhicuo thought that everyone hadn't woken up yet, but when he went downstairs, people were already hurrying outside.Most of the Filipino servants here, Wu Zhicuo, tried to talk to them, but only a few of them could communicate with him fluently.He looked around for a while but didn't see Uncle Bai, so he picked up a random person.

"Hello." Wu Zhicuo smiled.

"Morning, sir." The waiter showed a typical smile.

Wu Zhicuo secretly rejoiced in his heart that this is a person who can understand Chinese: "I want to go out for a while, can you tell Butler Bai for me later?"

"Ok sir."

"Thank you." Wu Zhichao happily ran out the door.

Not to mention the benefits of waking up early. In this place with [-]% greenery, the cool air in the morning carries the scent of grass and wild flowers.

Although Shang Mozhi often took him around, it was basically around the villa. He hadn't been to farther places, but it was boring. Today, he chose a path that is pleasing to the eye until the end.

The road Wu Zhicuo chose is not wide but fresh and elegant, with thin and dry trees neatly growing along the road.Wu Zhicuo stepped on the easy stones and walked slowly among them, but what others saw here was Shuxin, but it was somewhere else entirely. Xiao Mo should be working now.Thinking of Shang Mozhi's appearance, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. He especially liked Shang Mozhi's appearance when he was working. He was serious, serious and resolute, and his charming charm came from within.

When people are thinking about other things, it is like going to a parallel space. It is difficult to feel the things and time around them. Wu Zhicuo has walked out of the long forest road before he knows it.The sudden enlightenment couldn't help pulling him back to reality, Wu Zhicuo looked around and found himself in clusters of flowers.

"Rose flowers?" Wu Zhicuo was very surprised, there were various kinds of rose flowers neatly blooming here.

"Is the master's family here?" Before Wu Zhicuo could react, the old man's greeting suddenly came out from behind.

As soon as Wu Zhicuo turned around, he saw an old man wearing a straw hat and his trousers were rolled up very high. He quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm not the owner of this place."

"No?" The old man pressed down on the straw hat, "That's why they work here."

Wu Zhicuo thought for a while and said, "The owner here is indeed my boss."

"Oh," the old man smiled kindly, "it looks quite unfamiliar."

"Haha," Wu Zhicuo scratched his head in embarrassment, "Does the old man live here?"

"No, no," said the old man, looking at Rose beside him, "boy, are you busy?"

"Not busy." Wu Zhicuo looked at him with some doubts, not knowing why the old man asked this.

"That's good," the old man picked a branch of rose from the flowers on the side and handed it to Wu Zhichao, "Like this, the petals are all opened around and the center is still curled, and knots come out at the nodes of the three leaves. Every ten branches are tied into a bunch."

"Oh." Wu Zhi took the flower blankly and began to act according to the old man's words.

The old man watched Wu Zhicuo working, but he lit a pipe and sat on the field ridge.

While picking flowers, Wu Zhicuo gradually realized that the old man was looking for a coolie!But no matter whether he was a coolie or the old man had a reason, Wu Zhicuo still handled things extremely seriously, coupled with his quick hands and feet, it became several turns in a short while, and each turn was tied extremely delicately.

"Well, the young man is really nice," the old man shook the cigarette ash, "the old man is here too."

The old man stood up and rolled up his sleeves neatly, a pair of callused hands swiftly shuttled among the flowers, making several turns in a short while.

"Wow," Wu Zhichao couldn't help admiring, "It's amazing!"

"Hmph," said the old man rather proudly, "Of course, old man, I rely on this for a living."

"Have a meal?"

Wu Zhicuo was picked up by the old man before he could say anything: "Flower farmer, do you understand?"

"Yeah. I know."

"I am the biggest flower farmer in this area," said the old man very proudly. "Not only is there a piece of rose planted here, but there is also a piece of roses in the east mountain, but the flowers have faded, and there is still a piece of gardenia in the valley!"

"Wow, there are so many, it's amazing!" Seeing the happy expression of the old man, Wu Zhichao inadvertently followed him to show a more admiring expression.

The old man was really happier when he heard this: "I used to plant even more!"

"The old man is of the same race?" If so, Wu Zhichao really admired it.

"Well," the old man's expression suddenly calmed down but gradually became dim, "Ten years ago, there was another person who planted with me."

Wu Zhichao understood the old man's implication in seconds, it must have aroused the old man's nostalgia for the old man, and he didn't know how to open the topic for a while.

Seeing Wu Zhicuo's embarrassment, the old man took the initiative to change the topic, and said cheerfully: "Haha, I've gotten used to it after ten years. At least the flower is still there."

"Well," Wu Zhichao returned a sincere smile, "at least the flowers are still there. Are your children not by your side?"

"My sons and daughters..." the old man said while carefully selecting the lace, "These are our sons and daughters."

Wu Zhicuo was slightly startled, are these flowers?

"So I really have to thank the host here!" The old man ignored Wu Zhicuo's shock and continued his topic.

"Ok?"

The old man said while working: "This mountain used to be a farmer's family, and it was not used much. It was only used as a firewood mountain. My wife and I came here 30 years ago. We found that the soil here is suitable for planting flowers, so we rented a small piece of land. As an experimental field. By the way, my wife and I both graduated from the Agricultural University. As expected, the flowers blooming in this soil are extremely beautiful and complete. Then we experimented on different slopes on the mountain to find the most suitable one. Plant a little bit of flowers everywhere, and the results are amazing everywhere!"

The old man tied another round and placed it on the field ridge: "We have settled here for a long time. After my wife passed away, I was the only one left here. A few years ago, the farmer sold this place to others. I can't continue planting flowers here. But it was the rose season, and my wife planted that piece of roses. The new owner wanted to move it, and of course I refused to let it go. I wanted to be in Ah, I don’t want this old bone to keep the flowers. I thought I would go to war, but I didn’t expect that the host probably knew the situation and left these flowers. And I have been allowed to continue planting flowers here. At that time, I only had one feeling in my heart, here The new owner is really kind."

"Oh." Wu Zhicuo lowered his head to pick flowers and his face gradually turned red. This was a compliment to Shang Mozhi, but it felt like he was complimenting himself.

"Young man, are you tired?"

"Ah... huh?" It was even more unnatural to ask Wu Zhicuo like this, "Yes... yes, it's quite hot."

After finishing speaking, Wu Zhicuo made a fanning movement, but in his heart he really felt that he was ashamed and thrown home, and it was not him who praised him, why is he uncomfortable here!

The old man raised his hand and looked at the flower field: "Well, it's almost time to go down the mountain today, take the flower cart up and let's call it a day."

"okay."

Following the example of the old man, Wu Zhicuo carefully carried the flower branches and transported the flowers to the tricycle.Wu Zhicuo couldn't help being attracted after watching the car full of flowers. The old man and his lover must have been happy in the past with such a delicate and beautiful thing.

"like very much?"

Wu Zhicuo was in a trance when he was startled by the sudden words, he quickly turned around and faced the old man's smiling face: "Mmmmmmm, it's okay."

"Hahaha," the old man reached out and took a bunch from the car and handed it to Wu Zhichao, "Just take a bunch if you like it, it's all labor expenses."

Wu Zhicuo took the flower and returned a big smile: "Thank you."

The old man stepped into the car and said handsomely: "Come on, I'll give you a ride."

"Thank you, old man." Wu Zhicuo jumped up with a flower in one hand and supported the car board. As soon as he sat down, the old man slammed on the accelerator and rushed out like an arrow.

"Old man, you are very strong!" Wu Zhicuo couldn't help but joked when he heard the whistling wind in his ears.

"That's right, otherwise how could you think such an excellent person as my lover would fall under my command, hahaha." The old man was full of spirit.

Without further ado, Wu Zhicuo extended his thumb.

After a while, the car crossed several intersections, and the old man stopped at a big fork: "Young man, go back by yourself, I'm going down the mountain from here."

"Oh," Wu Zhichao jumped out of the driveway, "Thank you, old man."

"Small idea."

"Can I go straight down the mountain from here?"

"Well," the old man started the car again, "but don't think about sneaking out, there are checkpoints ahead, if you want to go down the mountain, go through the normal procedure and apply with Butler Bai."

"Understood, old man goodbye."

"Goodbye!" The old man turned around handsomely, turned into another road, and walked away.

It didn't take long for Wu Zhicuo to hold the flowers before he saw the big white building, and a group of people ran towards him before he got close.

When I saw Wu Zhichao, I finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Wu, where are you going? We have searched all over the place, and if we can't find you again, Butler Bai will punish us!"

"I went out for a stroll, and I asked someone to tell Uncle Bai." Seeing everyone's serious expressions, Wu Zhicuo always felt that he had done something wrong, so he quickly explained.

"Don't you look at how long you've been away!"

"No... not long..." Of course, this was Wu Zhicuo's own feeling, so he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"It's past ten o'clock now. I didn't see you coming back for breakfast, butler Bai told you to go around, but now that the young master is back, the people who didn't see you are getting angry!"

Faced with a lot of accusations, Wu Zhicuo also had no words to refute, invisibly causing trouble for others, this feeling is not very good...

On the way, Wu Zhicuo kept his head down until he heard the familiar call: "Uncle."

Wu Zhicuo suddenly raised his head and faced Shang Mozhi's gentle eyes at the door, he didn't know why a sudden warm current rushed out of his heart, forcing him to speed up his pace and rush forward to throw himself into the embrace of that person.

"Xiao Mo."

Wu Zhizuo's sudden hug made Shang Mozhi stunned: "Why are you so enthusiastic today?"

"No," Wu Zhichao raised his head and smiled, "This is for you."

Wu Zhicuo raised his hand and put the flower on Shang Mozhi's face, Shang Mozhi took the flower and admired it carefully: "Did you see Uncle Xiao?"

"It's an old man who grows flowers."

"gorgeous."

"I feel so too."

"You're hungry."

"Fortunately."

"Go, let's eat."

"No," Wu Zhicuo kept hugging him, "I want to hug him for a while."

"Ah, uncle is really abnormal today."

"Have it?"

"But I like it." Shang Mozhi gently put his arms around him and smiled.

Shang Mozhi's arms were so gentle and reassuring that Wu Zhizhuo felt sleepy, and asked in a daze, "Xiao Mo, would you like to have a home with me?"

"Fool," Shang Mozhi gently stroked the person in his arms, "Isn't it obvious enough for me?"

"If I take you away in the future, are you willing to go?"

"Where are you and where am I?"

"Then are you afraid of suffering? Are you willing to live an ordinary life with me? Are you willing to stay with me all the time? I can... raise you..." Wu Zhicuo hardly uttered the last sentence, which was already in Shang Mozhi's arms fell asleep.

Shang Mozhi hugged the person in his arms and sighed helplessly: "Fool..." You are mine, and only mine. How can we not be together?