Changshui Village Farming Notes

Chapter 279

Ever since Lin Dongqing met Meng Fangzhi in the flower garden, the more he got to know him, the more he felt that Meng Fangzhi was a good young man.

The two of them have common hobbies, and with the deepening of their relationship, they have become year-end friends.

Although his children and grandchildren are very filial, there are not many who have similar hobbies to him.

He can neither fight three hundred rounds with him on the chessboard, nor drink tea with him. Meng Fangzhi, a young man with a gentle personality and respect for the elderly, really suits his wishes.

After a few days, the two of them got along like something.

Meng Fang knew that his grandfather passed away long ago, and seeing Lin Dongqing now, it was as if he had seen his grandfather.

He has been cultivating nutrient soil suitable for different plants recently, so he often goes up the mountain.

Lin Dongqing found out and followed suit.

On the same day, he dug a nest of honeysuckle vines from the mountain and came back. Grandma asked him what he was doing, and he said he wanted to plant it in the yard.

In the past, honeysuckle flowers grew everywhere on Qingyang Mountain, but now they can only be seen after walking a little further.

Grandma Liu didn't blame the old man, but rather liked the honeysuckle he brought back, and praised him in a rare way.

"Honeysuckle has a pleasant fragrance and can be used to drink tea. It would be nice to pick some and dry them to make tea."

Lin Dongqing couldn't help raising her beard, and couldn't help feeling proud.

Since Grandpa Lin got a compliment from his wife, he ran up the mountain more frequently, but after a few days, grandma refused to let him go.

After all, I am old and the road on the mountain is not easy to walk. If the sole of my foot slipped that day, I would probably die.

He couldn't go to the mountain, so the old man chose to look for Meng Fangzhi, and Lin Shuhua found that her father was like a little hamster, often bringing things back from the flower garden.

Sometimes it's a flower pot, sometimes it's a potted plant. The succulent was also given to him by Meng Fangzhi.

Gu Kuangyun felt quite embarrassed after hearing the whole story of the development of the incident.

After all, Zhuang Tingting and her husband are in business, and now they are giving her grandfather so many things for nothing. Although it is not worth much, it is not good to always do this.

Grandma Liu rolled her eyes at the old man, and then said to Gu Kuangyun, "Your grandfather is so old, and he always takes other people's things. He is not related to us, and if he keeps doing this, he will be a mouthful." If you don’t say anything, you might think we’re rude! I’ve already told your grandpa to tell him not to go there in the future.”

Lin Dongqing suddenly felt wronged, the old woman really wronged him.

Many of these things were brought back by Meng Fangzhi when they didn't want them. The flower pot was knocked open, and Meng Fangzhi's wife said she was going to throw it away, so he took it back because he thought it was a waste.

The same goes for those succulents. He only brought them back when he got sick and couldn’t sell them.

The young man surnamed Meng also said to give him healthy succulents, but he didn't want it either.

When I came back, I washed the sick succulent roots again, added Meng Fangzhi's new nutrient soil, and put them in new containers.

I didn't do anything else, but those succulents actually grew new sprouts within a few days.

Lin Dongqing felt very proud of herself. Didn't she see that even Meng Fangzhi couldn't raise succulents, and he raised them well!
Now, Gu Kuangyun, who was a little embarrassed just now, began to sympathize with her grandfather in his heart.

It's sad that the old man has nothing to do at home all day. He finally cultivated a hobby, and it was wiped out just like that.

(End of this chapter)