Gossip is a woman's nature. Once the fire of gossip is ignited, it will be like an erupting volcano, and it will be out of control.

Huang Wenfeng followed Song Hu into the yard and handed the child over to Song Hu. She lie quietly by the door and secretly looked at the good sisters and Song Wen by the lake. She wanted to see if the good sisters would spark any sparks with Song Wen, but what caught her eye was the scene of the two standing under the osmanthus tree and talking, which was not as plump as she imagined.

She originally thought that when a good sister gave flowers, Song Wen would be moved and crying. She walked up to hold her gentle little hand, then said something that should be said or not, and then...and...and then...and do something shameful.

I have to say that Huang Wenfeng has a rich imagination, but the plot does not seem to develop as she imagined.

Seeing the two of them talking for a while, then walked towards the yard. Huang Wenfeng quickly turned around, but unexpectedly, she happened to meet Song Hu's head who was also sneaking over.

"Oh, you're trying to die, why are you doing here?" Huang Wenfeng asked angrily, touching her forehead that was hit by the pain.

"I saw that you were so fascinated by watching it here. I thought there was something good to watch, so I wanted to see it, but I didn't expect you to suddenly turn around. By the way, have you seen anything?" Song Hu asked with a gossip.

"Nothing." Huang Wenfeng said angrily.

Seeing that his little bit of trouble was exposed, Huang Wenfeng was a little angry. When she saw that the daughter who was taking care of Song Hu was gone, she couldn't help but ask, "Where is Qiqi?"

"It's at Uncle San." After saying that, he was about to look out the door again.

He didn't see anything just now, just wanted to see what was outside attracting his wife.

When Huang Wenfeng saw it, he quickly pushed him in.

When he arrived at the hall, he saw Qiqi being held in her third uncle Song Yuanshui, and was curiously circling there with a piece of candy.

When the little guy saw Huang Wenfeng, he clamored to ask his mother to hug him. Huang Wenfeng hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him.

A moment later, Song Wen walked in with a yellow orchid in his arms. Huang Xiaojun followed behind with a pretty face slightly red, and he didn't know what had happened.

When Huang Wenfeng saw the flower that Song Wen was holding, she exclaimed in surprise and asked Huang Xiaojun behind her: "Xiaojun, isn't this your favorite orchid? Why is it here in Song Wen?"

Sometimes it has to be said that women are born performers, and the lies they tell casually are like that, making you not know the truth or falsehood.

At this time, Huang Wenfeng's expression was like this, as if she really didn't know that her good sister was going to send flowers to Song Wen.

Song Hu next to him curled his lips slightly. It seemed that Huang Xiaojun told them that he wanted to send flowers to Song Wen in the car, but he did not dare to talk too much. There is a saying in southern Fujian that is "Listen to someone (wife) and is rich", but it is a good word.

Huang Xiaojun glared at Huang Wenfeng with anger, blaming her for being troublesome, but said: "Last time, did not Song Wen introduce my dad to stew medicinal materials with wild boar belly? After my dad took it, his stomach disease would be cured. I don't think I have anything to thank, so I took a pot of orchids to express my feelings."

Huang Xiaojun pretended to be nothing on her face, but she was actually worried. She didn't know why she took the pot of orchids. Only then did she remember that the flowers had flower language, and orchids have always been symbolic of nobility, elegance, and unswervingness. She couldn't help but think: He wouldn't misunderstand what he meant, right? They had only seen it three times. Thinking of it, she secretly looked at Song Wen and found that there was no change in his face, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then Song Wen must take care of it carefully. This is Xiaojun's treasure. No one else can let it see it. She takes care of it like a baby. Every morning when she wakes up, she must carefully wipe the leaves, spray water mist, and take care of it cleanly. You must take care of it like this too!" Huang Wenfeng said teasingly.

After hearing Huang Wenfeng's words, Song Wen's face suddenly became bitter. This was not a flower farm, but he had become a servant. He felt that the orchid in his hand was a hot potato. His face couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he forced it to squeeze out, bringing out a smile, and turned to Huang Xiaojun and said, "Or why don't you take it back!"

Huang Xiaojun didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile.

He suddenly felt very stressed and couldn't stand it, so he had to say, "I'm afraid I can't raise it well?"

"In fact, growing orchids is very simple. Just keep them empty all around and the air is moist, so that they don't let the sun be exposed directly to the sun. On cold or rainy days, remember to take it indoors to avoid being frozen or rotting the roots after being exposed to the rain for a long time. Keep it hydrated in normal times, and don't be too wet or too dry. Just remember these and you can grow orchids well." Huang Xiaojun immediately taught him the secrets of growing orchids when he heard that he could not raise orchids.

Song Wen suddenly realized that what he wanted to serve was not Master Wei, but an ancestor.

He glanced at Huang Xiaojun, as if the gift could not be rejected, so he had to accept it helplessly, looked around, put the orchid on the Eight Immortals table in the hall to worship the gods, and asked Huang Xiaojun: "How about it, can you put it here?"

Huang Xiaojun shook his head, "It's not suitable for people to come and go here. The air is too stuffy and it's not convenient for you to water it. It's best to let it absorb dew and sunlight, but not to expose it to the sun."

"Then I'll take it upstairs."

As he said that, Song Wen put the orchids on the balcony upstairs.

There was plenty of sunshine there, and there was no fear of sunshine, and there was dew at night. After putting it down, he specially asked Huang Xiaojun to take a look, and Huang Xiaojun nodded.

It is rare to come to guests, so Song Wen naturally couldn't help cooking and making a sumptuous lunch at noon.

After dinner, Qiqi clamored to see Xiaoniu, but Huang Wenfeng had to take her over with Huang Xiaojun to see her. Song Wen and Song Hu made tea in the house.

Just after taking a few sips of tea, Song Wen saw Song Hu sneaking over and asking, "Have you heard of it?"

"What did you hear?" Song Wen asked strangely.

"You don't know, I heard that the soldier went to the reservoir to catch turtles and was almost dragged into the water by the water ghost."

"It's true or false." Song Wen suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this.

When he was a child, he often heard adults scare children, but he had never seen them before. He didn't expect that this happened.

"Why am I lying to you? I heard that in the afternoon, the village asked someone to go over to traw the net and said that you would catch the water ghost, and whether you can go or not."

"Then go and have a look."

Song Wen was also a little curious and agreed to go and have a look together.

The reservoir in the village was built to irrigate fields and generate electricity, and it is already very old. Although it is still generating electricity, few people are using it. Because the electricity generated by the reservoir is very unstable, the appliances used at home are prone to break down, and the electricity bill is now cheap, so everyone uses the power supply from the state, so the electricity generated by the reservoir is useless.

It is a great event for the water ghost to appear in the reservoir. Although few electricity generated by the reservoir is used, the reservoir's function of irrigating farmland is still playing. Moreover, there are often adults and children going there to fish next to the reservoir. Some tourists who come here feel that the scenery is good and often go there. If something happens, it will be great. So after the village heard about it, they immediately contacted someone to catch the water ghost and caught fish by the way.

The power generation of the reservoir is not used, so the village has no money to make money. The village originally wanted to package the reservoir for individuals to raise fish, but every year the mountains and rivers broke out, and the reservoir had to release water. It was only from September to March of the following year that the next year. The villagers calculated it and felt that it was a bit unworthy of the loss, so no one was willing to buy it. However, some people wanted to buy ducks, but raising ducks was too smelly, and the village disagreed. In the end, the village decided to raise fish by itself, so they bought some fish fry and put it down. After selling it, they could give the villagers some benefits and give the village a little more income.

There are fish in the reservoir, so many people go fishing. After seeing it, the village will charge people who come to fish, and they will be charged ten yuan per hour. They will give a discount price for one day of fishing.

When Qiqi was tired of playing in the backyard, she was brought back by Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun. The few of them made tea in the house. Song Yuanshui had already walked away with a wink and left the space for them to the young people.

After chatting for a while, Huang Xiaojun saw that the time was almost time to leave, and then he took out a few documents from his bag.

"This Flower Expo is about to be held again. I have a booth over there and have applied for several passes. If you want to go, take this one, and you can get the tickets at that time."

"What are you doing at the Flower Fair? It's better to sleep at home." Song Hu muttered as he looked at the pass.

When Huang Wenfeng heard this, she gave him annoyed look and he immediately silenced.

The Flower Expo is the Nanzhou Flower Expo, which was held in the Nanzhou Flower Expo Park. According to official information, the Flower Expo Park covers a total area of ​​7,800 mu. There are 2,700 mu of flower expo parks, 1,500 mu of flower production bases, 1,500 mu of comprehensive service area, 500 mu of flower science parks, and 18,000 square meters of main exhibition halls. There are more than 2,000 kinds of flower seedlings, and more than 10 million kinds of flower seedlings are cultivated annually. It is a modern agricultural grand park integrating flower production, sales, display, export, tourism, farmer leisure and vacation, conference training, fitness and entertainment. But to be honest, the Flower Expo Park is really good, surrounded by mountains and water, with green grass, flowers, plants, pavilions and towers, and beautifully arranged. Not only are there local flowers and trees in Nanzhou, but also precious plants from Taiwan and abroad.

Song Wen had been there before, and the air was good and the scenery was good. However, he had no tickets when he went there at that time, and he had never been there since he had the ticket. To put it bluntly, except for the beautiful flowers, plants and trees, there was nothing else inside. Moreover, except for the popular period during the Flower Expo, the Flower Expo Garden was almost used to raise mosquitoes and didn’t even have a hair shadow.

Now that he heard that he could go in for free, he thought he could go and have a look. Otherwise, he would have to spend 80 yuan on a train from Songjiabao to get there for half a day, and it would cost 80 yuan to get in. To be honest, it is really not worth it. It would be better to sleep at home like Ah Hu said. It seems that you can eat dozens of bowls of braised noodles, more than a dozen bowls of beef offal, more than a dozen bowls of fish porridge, more than a dozen cages of small buns, if it is tea eggs, you can eat eighty pieces, and it is no problem to eat one hundred cheaper ones. Why use that money on useless tickets?
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