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Chapter 408 Osmanthus Fragrance

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    After dinner, Wei Wei clamored to pick osmanthus, and Yi Jingchen hugged her and went under the osmanthus tree.  Yu Wei was riding on his neck, and Yi Xiaomei was holding a basket at the side.  The only one picked an osmanthus and put it in the basket.  Ask Yi Xiaomei: "What can sweet-scented osmanthus do?"

    Yi Xiaomei said: "There are many things that can be made, osmanthus wine, osmanthus cake, osmanthus porridge"

    The only one put an osmanthus flower in front of his nose and smelled it: "It smells so good!"

    Yi Jingchen said: "Pick more, uncle will teach you how to make sweet-scented osmanthus."

    The only one asked: "What is sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing?"

    Yi Xiaomei said: "It's delicious, fragrant and sweet."

    The only one who heard that it was fragrant and sweet was very happy, and shouted: "Okay, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus."

    After picking for a while, the only one said that he was tired. Yi Jingchen squatted down, and Yi Xiaomei helped his daughter to let her down, muttering softly: "Only you can ride on your uncle's neck."

    The only one took the small basket and ran to the living room, clamoring to make sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing.  Yi Xiaomei persuaded her daughter that it was already late today and she would do it tomorrow, but she refused.

    Yi Jingchen has already brought out two plastic baskets, and said to Yi Xiaomei: "It will be broken tomorrow, why not pick out the good ones today."

    Yi Xiaomei took out an osmanthus flower and said, "I look almost the same, but I don't know what is good and what is bad?"

    Zhou Zhou heard it, walked over, and sat opposite Yi Jingchen: "I'll come."

    She grabbed a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus, spread it out in the palm of her hand, and quickly picked out the bad ones.  Yi Xiaomei was surprised to see the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers she picked out, and frowned and said, "I see them all are similar. With such small petals, how can you tell the difference between good and bad?"

    Zhou Zhou said: "I couldn't tell the difference at first, but as I gradually learned more, I gained experience."

    Yi Xiaomei asked: "Can you also make sweet-scented osmanthus?"

    Zhou Zhou said: "No, I don't know how to do it. When Yan Xi was doing it before, I often helped her."

    Yi Xiaomei raised his eyes to look at his younger brother, and Yi Jingchen smiled and said to Zhou Zhou: "It's almost here, I'll find a square plate."

    "I'll go." Zhou Zhou stood up and said while running upstairs, "I cleaned up the house with my mother that day, and put away the square dishes. You must not find a place."

    The only one who followed Zhou Zhou also went upstairs.  Yi Xiaomei shouted, "Only, what are you doing?"

    The only one said: "I'll go up and get my little bag."

    After a while, Yan Xi took the square plate down, and Yi Jingchen spread a layer of kitchen paper underneath, and put the sweet-scented osmanthus on top.  He went upstairs with the square plate.  The only one took her bag, followed behind her again, and went upstairs on her short legs.

    Yi Xiaomei said: "You are carrying a bag and following up and down, what are you doing?"

    The only one said: "I want to put the sweet-scented osmanthus in the bag, so my bag will be fragrant."

    Yi Xiaomei muttered: "What a little monster, I love beauty at such a young age!"

    Zhou Zhou followed behind and said, "All girls are like this!"

    Yi Jingchen found a chair, put the square plate on the chair, and put the chair in the corridor.  There are several pots of green plants planted in the corridor, some of the petals have withered, and there are some flower pots piled up in sevens and eights in the corner on the right, all of which are left over from the dead flowers.  He said to Zhou Zhou: "These pots of hydrangeas are hopeless, pull them out."

    Zhou Zhou said: "Maybe it can be saved? They all say that hydrangeas are the best to grow, and the two hydrangea plants at the door are growing very well."

    "Maybe the soil quality is different." Yi Jingchen knelt down and pulled out the two hydrangeas.

    Yi Xiaomei looked at it and felt it was a pity: "I just pulled it out like this? What if there is really a rescue?"

    Yi Jingchen said: "How can a dead thing come back to life? It's better to cut the mess with a sharp knife."

    Yi Xiaomei felt that her younger brother was very strange today. He didn't give up so easily before.  A while ago, a cherry tree planted by the door had its leaves drooping within a few days.  Everyone said he couldn't survive, but he didn't believe in evil and had to be saved.  After studying a bunch of books, buying various nutrients, and tossing for more than a week, it really saved him.

    He put the hydrangea he pulled out into a garbage bag, and said to Zhou Zhou: "Tomorrow there will be no more flowers to grow."

    Zhou Zhou nodded quickly: "Okay."

    "Buy seeds."

    Zhou Zhou said, "Okay."

    Yi Jingchen turned around and saw Wei Wei standing beside the square plate, concentrating on putting the sweet-scented osmanthus into his bag.  What she was holding was a white tassel bag, with patterns of longevity flowers embroidered with colorful beads on both sides: "The only one, put it a little"It's okay, it's not a sachet. If you put so many sweet-scented osmanthus, you can't put anything else.  "

    The only one held up the bag and surprised Yi: "Smell it, is it fragrant?"

    Yi Jingchen took a look at the bag, and touched the heart of the longevity flower with his fingertips, which was made of three red beads.  He vaguely remembered that when Yan Xi was embroidering the bag, the beads accidentally rolled to the ground, and Xiang Lan, An Qi, and Xu Lu lay on the ground looking for a long time.

    "As long as the child is carrying things on his back, there is no need to be so nervous." He also blamed her for being too serious at the time.

    "What do you know? A child's aesthetics is subtly cultivated. Everything she sees and touches from childhood is beautiful. Her future aesthetics will definitely be about the same. Good aesthetics and good taste will make her feel good about herself.  There are requirements. When people have requirements for themselves, they will naturally be positive."

    "Unreasonable!"

    He returned the bag to Wei Wei, and said to her, "It's very fragrant. If you can wait for the sweet-scented osmanthus to dry before putting it in the bag, not only will it last longer, but it will also be more fragrant than now."

    "Really?"

    "When did uncle lie to you?"

    "Then I won't pack it." Wei Wei pulled the small ropes on both sides of the bag and tightened the mouth of the bag.

    "Okay, go to bed. Say good night to uncle and aunt." Yi Xiaomei took her daughter's hand and walked to the room.

    The only one turned around and said to Yi Jingchen and Zhou Zhou: "Good night, uncle and aunt."

    "Good night!"

    There were only two people left in the corridor, Yi Jingchen and Zhou Zhou, and Zhou Zhou said with difficulty: "It's getting late, let's find something to go back too."

    Yi Jingchen walked to the window and opened a window.

    Zhou Zhou was puzzled: "It's so late, why are the windows still open?"

    Yi Jingchen said: "Today is the southeast wind, so the wind can blow the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus into our room."

    "Really?" Zhou Zhou was dubious.  She even hoped that it was fake, if it was fake, at least it meant that Yi Jingchen was in the mood to joke with her, and their relationship would get closer.

    Yi Jingchen said: "If you don't believe me, go to the room, open the window, and smell the fragrance of flowers floating in."

    "I'm going right away!" She ran into her room like a child, opened the window, closed her eyes, and smelled it. There was a faint fragrance brought in by the night wind.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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