no puppet

In fact, now that I hold this thing in my hand and weigh it firmly, it can’t be called a serious picture book—at most it’s just a torn paper book. The corners and corners are obviously rolled up and flooded, so that its original appearance is gradually blurred.

"What is this? It doesn't look like a book..."

Xie Hengyan spread out the picture album, flipped through it a few times, and Fang Jue removed the first few pages of pictures and texts that could be barely recognized, and the rest were basically miscellaneous notes, with a few drawings drawn in ink and pen. ——Inseparable from each other and mixed together, it looks very messy at a glance.

Moreover, the handwriting between the pages of the book is extremely scribbled, and the drawings mostly depict small objects such as flowers, birds, fish and insects. It is hard to imagine what kind of twisted mood this person was in when he wrote the pen.

Wu Qian was leaning on Xie Hengyan's shoulder. Seeing that he hadn't made a sound for a long time, he finally couldn't help but said: "Still reading or not, are you illiterate?"

Xie Hengyan immediately said: "Who says I can't read anymore? Change one book for another, this one is messed up, how do you read it!"

"Hey, hey, what else do you want to change! Show me." Wu Qian frowned and said, "According to your way of thinking, a box of books is not enough to change!"

Xie Hengyan handed over the picture book without thinking that this kid is quite capable, after flipping through a few pages pretendingly, he stopped crying, then turned his face again, and said to Xie Hengyan solemnly: "Be serious, Don't interrupt! I'll read it to you."

Xie Hengyan had no choice but to nod along, and just read it if he wanted to. Anyway, as long as he doesn't cry or make trouble, he can be regarded as consummated.

"This should be a simple planting diary." Wu Qian pointed to the earth flower pots on the first page, and said, "It's written clearly, how to plant flowers, how to arrange them, and how to prune them."

Xie Hengyan: "Aren't you talking about storybooks? Why are you looking at this thing? I don't like planting flowers."

Wu Qian: "Hey, is it me or you who read it?"

Xie Hengyan hastily compromised, waved his hands again and again and said: "You read, you read, continue."

Wu Qian lowered his head and turned back a few pages, hugged Xie Hengyan's shoulder, and said proudly: "Look, Yanyan, the pictures in these pictures are all white gardenias...the flowers are planted It is very easy, and it is beautiful in itself, and it can be used as medicine. This person should be very partial to gardenia, and I have been talking about this for several pages."

"Gardenia?"

Xie Hengyan turned his head and glanced at the album, and saw that the yellowed pages were meticulously drawn stroke by stroke, all of which were clusters of small gardenias, probably planted by himself in his own home. The number is really not small.

In the past, Xie Cong also liked to tinker with some flowers and plants on Tongjing Island, but most of the things he planted were protected as treasures, and Xie Hengyan would not be allowed to touch them carelessly.Therefore, Xie Hengyan will consciously avoid any information related to this kind of information, so he seldom has any understanding of this aspect.

"Yeah, planting gardenias." Wu Qian continued according to the album, "The general idea of ​​these paintings should be that he is a person who likes to grow flowers very much. But later, for some reason, he planted all over the yard. In the end, there is only one single seedling left.”

Xie Hengyan couldn't help asking: "Why is there only one seedling left?"

"I've said it all and I don't know why, are you stupid!" Wu Qian curled his lips and said, "...that's how they drew it, if you don't believe me, see for yourself!"

Xie Hengyan grabbed the picture album and spread it out again, and saw that the dense flowers and plants that had been painted on the entire page just now, after the next page, there was only a single and rare seedling left, which was touched by a single stroke, no matter how you looked at it, it was very awkward.

"... Is this person sick? How can there be such a strange planting note, the more you plant, the less it comes?"

As Xie Hengyan said this, he continued to flip through the album.

However, beside the single seedling, there is an additional pair of delicate mature flowers that have already opened/bud—one of them is inserted on the left, and the other is inserted on the right. In a very familiar and intimate way, the seedlings are arranged Surrounded in the very center.

On the lower part of the flower branch on the left, the character "Father" is outlined stroke by stroke with relatively clear and recognizable pen marks, and the corresponding character on the right is an equally clear character "Mother".

"I see, he was afraid that this little flower would be too lonely, so he added a pair of beautiful parents to it." Wu Qian said in Xie Hengyan's ear, "This person is so caring!"

Xie Hengyan stared at him helplessly: "You know everything again."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then lowered their heads and turned the picture album to the next page—but this time, the "father" flower and "mother" flower planted next to the seedling disappeared mysteriously again up.On the entire empty paper, there is only that lonely and deserted stroke, and a few lines of very vague and weak wild grass in the bottom corner.

"'They'... cruelly took away 'Father' and 'Mother', and completely destroyed the existence of 'Father' and 'Mother'...Later, I tried various methods to restore 'Parents', but in the end all failed It didn't work." Wu Qian squinted his eyes and said with a half-knowledge, "What are you talking about? He means that someone snatched his flowers and destroyed them in the end?"

Xie Hengyan also frowned and said: "Who is doing such immoral things in idleness?"

"Who said there are no such people?" Rong Shilian, who was busy at the other end, just heard this, and said to them lightly, "When I lived in the capital, many court officials were like this... including my father, I Brother, it’s not that they have never oppressed common people. It’s just that many things are not mentioned on the surface, but they are secretly happy. As you said, there are not a few people who rob things. Anyway, as long as they can’t get them, they will destroy them all. "

Hearing this, Wu Qian couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Is it really that powerful?"

Rong Shilian said: "Yes, after hearing this, do you still want to go to sea?"

But Wu Qian stopped talking to her, and rubbed his head against Xie Hengyan's arm: "Yanyan, let's continue, don't talk to this bad woman."

Rong Shilian: "..."

Xie Hengyan scratched her head, and suddenly showed a somewhat apologetic smile, as if trying to signal her not to take it too seriously.Naturally, Rong Shilian wouldn't get too angry with a furry child, and Wu Qian ignored her, so she concentrated on her own affairs and stopped insisting on talking too much with him.

"The so-called 'predators' are a group of savage beasts who don't distinguish between right and wrong, and use any means to achieve a certain purpose." Xie Hengyan frowned, following the handwriting almost with difficulty, and stammered, "They Not worthy to be called a human being...Naturally, he should be punished by the heavens and degenerate into a short-lived beast. Only by empathizing with him can he know that most of the pain in the world is related to the darkness brought by the approaching death...It is difficult to part with it. "

"What do you mean?" Up to this point, Wu Qian finally showed a completely confused expression, "Is there so much knowledge about planting flowers? How come you have something to do with wild animals?"

Xie Hengyan lowered her eyelashes, quietly staring at the words on the album, and gradually fell into a wordless silence.

He vaguely felt that this thing was not as simple as a planting diary.The person who left behind these words and pictures probably wanted to express something completely different through his own planting process—otherwise those "plunderers" with special meanings and the so-called "savage beasts" would be becomes pointless.

At this moment, Wu Qian couldn't hold back anymore.He slowly stretched out a small hand from his sleeve, and turned the entire album to the last page.

And there was not much drawing there, only a few strokes of light or deep ink marks, as if they were accidentally sprinkled by shaking hands, causing the entire paper to be stained to pieces.

"Rebirth is a calamity, and it is also a destiny."

The last line of small characters is left, so blurred that it is difficult to distinguish the order.But Wu Qian was so curious that he still couldn't hold back, and read out each word: "...Fate determines cause and effect, gardenia has no reincarnation."

"Don't look at it."

Xie Hengyan closed the album suddenly: "This is not something that children can read... Anyway, you can't understand it."

"What, I haven't finished reading it yet!" Wu Qian became displeased immediately, "If you say I don't understand it, you yourself don't understand it at all!"

Xie Hengyan ignored him, and said to Rong Shilian with the book in her pocket, "Sister Tangshui, whose album is this?"

Rong Shilian raised his neck, glanced at Xie Hengyan's hand, and then spread his hands and said, "I don't know...it's not Na Ge's thing anyway. It's probably from other villagers before. After so many years, no one is here anymore. Naturally, there is no chance to come back to pick it up.”

Xie Hengyan said again: "Can you lend me a few days to go back and see?"

"No! I don't allow you to borrow it!" Wu Qian couldn't help but rush forward, like a puppy, tearing Xie Hengyan's sleeves madly and eagerly, "Yanyan promised to read to me, you just want to go back and secretly Look, don’t you read it to me, right? Yanyan is a villain! Yanyan is a villain! Yanyan is a villain, ahhhhh—”

"Ahhhhh!" Xie Hengyan was about to go crazy, holding the picture album in both hands and stuffing it into her arms, trying to hide behind Rong Shilian, "Leave me alone, I really can't show you this book! Next time Find a story book to read to you, okay?"

Wu Qian said loudly: "I don't! I want you to read it to me now, just this one!"

As soon as Xie Hengyan heard this, she ran around in a panic, Wu Qian naturally refused to spare him, the two of them circled around Rong Shilian several times like a mouse or a cat.

Wu Qian said: "Stop for me, you are not allowed to run!"

Xie Hengyan grimaced and said, "Run and run, you can't catch up!"

Rong Shilian was caught in the middle, helplessly and amusedly said: "Can you two stop turning around, be careful not to fall!"

As soon as the voice fell, the curtain of the tent suddenly lifted upwards, and Una's thick and familiar voice sounded from outside on time: "Sister Lian, I'm back!"

Rong Shilian was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his lips curled up, and then his brows and eyes opened into a smile, and then hurried to greet him: "Brother Na, thank you for your hard work...it's pretty cold outside today!"

"It's not cold, it's not cold, I've gotten used to it, it doesn't happen every year!"

Una strode into the tent, and after a long while there seemed to be something ringing, he turned his head and greeted outside: "Hey brother Yin, don't be polite to us, look at this rainy day, you are freezing... Come in and have a bowl of ginger soup before going back ah!"

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This is a huge foreshadowing, I won’t spoil the details, just read it as planting notes hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

I got stuck today, so the update is relatively late, I jio that you should understand why I got stuck, because this chapter has too many twists and turns, I'm afraid I can't write clearly!

There will be another update later, you can guess what Shura Field is when Yin Chu enters the tent hahahahahahahaha