In the morning, after breakfast, it is time to go to work, and it is time to go back to the studio, Ms. Chen Ruhui is used to going to walk and pick vegetables in the morning, and Song Shan and Xiaofuwa are at home.

"One-two-one, one-two-one!" Song Shan sat in a rocking chair, drinking tea and watching Xiao Fuwa twist her ass.

It's a set of aerobics.

This legend is that in ancient times, some foundation-building techniques were specially designed for children.

Song Shan spent a lot of effort to get out of the original idea, this kind of physical technique has been lost, and there are some ancient martial arts routines in it, which is conducive to pulling the child's muscles and bones, helping the child to grow taller, and can also build the child's body from an early age, so that the child's body foundation can be better in the future.

"One-two-one, one-two-one, one again, one-two-one, one-two-one......"

Xiao Fuwa's voice is very loud, but it is a little lazy to do it, many actions are not very in place, and there is weakness.

This baby is getting smarter and smarter.

Not yet a year old, he can eat by himself, go to the bathroom by himself, take a bath by himself, sleep by himself, and during the day he looks like a four or five-year-old child running through the mountains.

But there are also a little shortcomings, children of several years old have shortcomings, what they don't want to do, pressure to do it, they will learn to be lazy and coping with it.

"Smack!"

However, Xiaofuwa is usually lazy, but when Song Shan urged today, he held the ancestral whip of the Song family in his hand, and gently shook the whip: "Be serious, otherwise you will do it ten more times!"

"Uncle!"

Xiao Fuwa pouted, and while doing this complicated action, she complained: "Why don't Xiaoqing, Dayong, and Ergou do not have to do exercises, just I have to do them every day, I have asked, they all said that they only do exercises when they go to elementary school, do I go to elementary school!"

There is no kindergarten in the village, but there is a preschool in the primary school, but the preschool can only be entered at least five or six years old.

In the village, there are not many children as young as three or four years old.

Although Xiaofuwa is very young, but he looks good, has a good physique, says he is three years old, no one does not believe it, he also brings a few big pets every day, in the village, it is Baowa, those children are not as smart as him, react quickly, mix and mix, and become the overlord of the children in the village.

Song Shan also likes this kind of environment, many children of rich families, why are they lonely, that is, their identities are too special, they have the idea of being superior, and they can't play with children of the same age.

And Song Shan, will not let Song Fuwa have such treatment, although their Song family is the richest man in the village, and it is also the existence that the villagers admire, but first, they are all neighbors, decades of villager love, and secondly, no matter Song Shan or Song Jifang, they are not domineering people, they are still very comfortable to get along, and Xiaofuwa can also have a more suitable environment to grow up.

"Isn't that Fuwa so big?" Song Shan coaxed the child to have a set, and he asked with a smile.

"Of course it is!"

Xiao Fuwa said proudly: "Dayong, they all listen to me!"

"Then the boss is not going to be healthy, you can't beat others, how can you be the boss, so what others don't do, you have to do it, you have to be stronger than them to be the boss!"

Song Shan said with a smile: "This is the boss, it's not a prestige, it's a responsibility!"

This kid, in the children's pile, is really a little boss.

You have to teach him how to be the boss.

"That's it!" Xiao Fuwa bit his little finger, although he is smart, but at this age, there are not many words that he can understand and digest, at this time, he is a blank piece of paper, how parents teach, how he will learn.

"But I'm a godsend!" said Little Fuwa.

The reasons here are so powerful.

Song Tianci made a move, Song Mountain had to pull aside, this guy had recently become a beast king in the Fengming Mountains, before a hunter entered the mountain, encountered a herd of wild boars, and almost came back with no life, but Song Tianci walked leisurely and walked by, and the group of wild boars dispersed directly.

This kind of thing many hunters have found that in the entire Fengming Mountain Range, a large area of primeval forest, there are still a lot of wild beasts, but in the forest that stretches for thousands of miles, Song Tianci has become a hegemon.

In fact, Song Shan knew why Song Tianci ran into the mountain when he was old.

Song Tianci is a tiger and the king of the mountain, although he grew up in Song Shan's family since he was a child, has wisdom and understands human nature, but by nature it is still a king of beasts.

Its wildness is indelible, but it is very smart and knows that it cannot explode in human society, so it will often return to the mountains to find those lions and tigers to challenge, the law of the jungle, that is, whoever is strong, who is the king.

Don't look at it like a kitten, but the animals of the whole family combined, they may not be able to beat it, lightning speed, titan-like strength, plus sharp claws, where in the mountains those old overlords, python lions or something, can't beat it.

"Tianci doesn't know where to go all day long, and it is impossible to be by your side all day long, you and the big head of Ping'an Village seem to have fought several times, and the people who beat the people have blue noses and swollen faces, if the big head of Ping'an Village comes back, what should you do, let Dayong block, or let Xiaoqing block!"

Song Shan naturally understands Xiao Fuwa, and knows that he is now a tyrant in the village, how can there be no contradiction, there is also a four- or five-year-old little bully over there in this Ping'an Village, and if they collide together, they will naturally have to fight.

"That's not going to work!"

Song Fuwa is still very emotional: "Xiaoqing is a girl, what my father said, we boys want to protect girls, who dares to bully girls, I'll make him!"

"What if you can't beat it?"

"If you learn your skills well, you will definitely be able to beat them!" Xiao Fuwa was ruthless, and her movements were much more formal, this child was easy to coax.

"Nonsense!"

Ms. Chen Ruhui came back from picking vegetables, and when she heard Song Shan teach Xiao Fuwa like this, she suddenly became angry: "With you being such an uncle, Fuwa is still so young, you still teach him to fight!"

Saying that, I'm going to smoke again.

"Mom, I'm teaching him how to take responsibility!" Song Shan hurriedly analyzed, anyone in the family can be provoked, it is Ms. Chen Ruhui, you must not provoke, Ms. Chen recently saw that his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose, and she wanted to smoke him when she got the opportunity.

"That's not how it was taught!"

Ms. Chen Ruhui said angrily: "How old is Fuwa!"

"Huh!"

Song Shan looked at the little Fuwa who became the pet of the whole family, and was a little helpless, if Ms. Chen Ruhui protected her, the whole family would not dare to speak, this little guy would become a lawless little bully sooner or later.

But it's no problem to become a little overlord, as long as his three views are positive enough, a little squeamish, a little domineering, it can be tolerated, after all, in a family like the Song family now, the children raised can't be too weak.

"Mom, I'll help you pick vegetables!"

Song Shan's face licked, walked up, and took Ms. Chen Ruhui's vegetable basket.

"So kind?" Ms. Chen Ruhui sat down, glanced at him lightly, and was very suspicious: "Do you want to please the old lady?"

"I'm not usually busy, it's rare to be free, isn't that a normal thing to help you pick vegetables!" Song Shan looked at the water spinach and began to do it.

In the past, the vegetable system in the northwest was very thin, and the cabbage and radish were the theme in the north, but after the construction of the greenhouse, the vegetables that were out of season and against the region appeared in abundance, which gave the table of the people in abundance, and there were many more options for vegetable types.

"I'll be happy if you're usually less angry with me!"

Ms. Chen Ruhui sighed: "When our family was poor before, we didn't know that you had so many problems, you said that you let you marry a daughter-in-law, it was a mess, and in the future, who would dare to marry you!"

"Mom, it's not me who blows, I just need to open my mouth, willing to marry my girl, and line up from here to town!"

Song Shan bragged.

"Still queuing, there are so many, do you like it?" Ms. Chen Ruhui is good at sealing her throat with a sword, and she stuffed Song Shan to death with one sentence.

"Mom!"

Song Shan looked at the old lady with resentment, you have to dismantle your son's platform cleanly, you are comfortable, right?

"Son, my mother wants to tell you that these days, you can't get a daughter-in-law if you have money, our family is not short of money, but there is a lack of someone to live with you, this is not a person who is willing to live with your money, but you are willing to live with you, and you have to be willing!"

Chen Ruhui lowered her voice: "Actually, my mother thinks that this Xiaoxi is good, Nanyi is also good, and Yueyue is also very good, but you can't be too greedy, they are all raised by your mother's father, why should you wronged other girls!"

"Mom, you said that I shouldn't be a bad person, and I married them all home one by one, isn't it good!"

"Of course ......"

Chen Ruhui was fooled unconsciously, but she quickly reacted, slapped her hand, and slapped the back of Song Shan's head with a bang: "What do you think, this is a new society, you can still have three wives and four concubines, little rabbit cub, don't even think about this idea, the old lady will cut you!"

The mother is still oriented to her son, why don't she think so in her heart, if she marries these girls back, the old Song family will be a great virtue.

"Uncle, I'm done, I'm going to play!" Xiao Fuwa finished aerobics and was sweating profusely.

"Wait!"

When Chen Ruhui saw it, he hurriedly stopped his grandson, took out a towel, and wiped all the sweat on his body for him, before he instructed: "Just play for an hour, and then come back to eat, you know no!"

"Got it, Grandma!"

Little Fuwa jumped on the back of the big stupid, and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Song Shan saw that he and his mother were at home, and if his mother was nagging and didn't even give her a savior, it would be desolate, and he stood up and said, "Mom, I'll go to the small greenhouse to have a look!"

The thief who runs away as fast as he speaks.

"Little rabbit cub, I was about to talk about him, but I ran away!" Ms. Chen Ruhui had no choice but to continue picking vegetables and then preparing lunch.

She is now enjoying the time of retirement, in general, watching the baby cook, cleaning, is her daily routine, of course, Xiaofuwa is now sensible Chengdu, do not need to see, she is more to see the baby, to talk to the women in the village to gossip, the small life is also comfortable, if there is no Song Shan, this little bastard, she will live better, recently I don't dare to go out to talk about gossip, chatting and talking, and finally talk back to my son, very embarrassing.

Song Shan pushed the door into the small greenhouse.

Some of the equipment added to the small greenhouse, Song Shan was not very much a small greenhouse before, but just a spare tire planting base, so the equipment was not updated in time.

But now, this has become Fang Chong's territory.

Fang Chong, this person, has a kind of madness about the cultivation of ancient plants, he can stay here twenty-four hours a day and not go out, which Song Shan admires very much.

Let him take care of the small greenhouse, it is Song Shan who has found the right person.

Nowadays, there are about 120 kinds of plants in the small greenhouse, half of which are ancient plants, which are planted by Song Shan through the seed bank of the origin space, and the other half are hybrid species, some ancient plants and today's plants, through grafting, or other methods, genes are blended to form new varieties.

"It's coming!"

Fang Chong was very indifferent to Song Shan's arrival, he pointed to a pot of flowers in his hand: "Look, is my flower beautiful!"

"It's beautiful!"

Song Shan looked at the potted plant in his hand, and his eyes straightened: "This is a camellia!"

"That's right!"

Fang Chong looked at this pot of flowers with some obsession, and said, "I used to think that the Eighteen Bachelors could really only be legends in myths, but I didn't expect that they would be cultivated from my own hands!"

"Eighteen Bachelors!" Song Shan's heart thumped.

The best of the camellias.

That's just a legend about the camellia.

Whether it is the three yuan and the first, the eight immortals across the sea, there are people who have planted it, but the eighteen bachelors, no one has ever been able to plant them, a pot of flowers, eighteen flowers, each of which has a different color, this is the eighteen bachelors, the peerless camellia.

"It's indeed eighteen bachelors, but this should have been just a plant of eight immortals crossing the sea, you grafted ......"

Song Shan's eyes were very sharp, and he could see at a glance that this eighteen bachelors had been grafted.

"Ten colors of real tea!" Fang Chong said: "The grafting of ancient plants is very difficult, but it was originally a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but I didn't expect that one day it would really grow eighteen flowers, flowers of different colors, so beautiful!"

"You actually made it!"

Song Shan gasped, and the chance of one percent was not reached.

"I've tried many times and failed, this time, it can only be regarded as a big luck, if I still want to cultivate a plant of eighteen bachelors, I may not be able to do it!" Fang Chong said with a smile.

"This is the eighteen bachelors who are only in the legend, and it is earth-shattering to be able to plant one, and it will definitely shock the Quartet at this year's Famous Flower Exhibition!"

Song Shan said.

There are a lot of flower lovers in China, so there are many exhibitions, such as orchid exhibitions and so on, and this year there is a famous flower exhibition, which was held in Zhongzhou.

When the time comes, people who love flowers from all over the world will send their most precious flowers to the exhibition, and people who love flowers all over the world will gather together.

"It's time to send it to open people's eyes!" Fang Chong nodded and said, "I have to let the world know that the Eighteen Bachelors are not just in legends, but in reality, and this will be a miracle of Camellia!"

He is not a Zhang Yang person, but he still hopes that his works can be known by people all over the world, and he doesn't want such a plate of treasures to be appreciated by himself alone, and he wants more people to appreciate it.

"Then I'll arrange it, there will be about a month before the famous flower exhibition opens!"

"Just arrange the flowers, I won't go!"

"Why?"

"There's no time!" Fang Chong said confidently.

"Are you busy?"

Song Shan frowned.

"Busy!"

Fang Chong glanced at his eighteenth bachelor with nostalgia, and then walked out, walked through the corridor, and walked into a greenhouse room that could simulate the environment in particular.

Song Shan also followed up.

Inside this cultivation room, there is just a potted plant, and inside the glass-colored potted plant is a unique soil.

"What is this?"

Song Shan felt the breath.

"You feel right!"

Fang Chong looked at this plate of soil and said, "Tu Tu!"

It's a knot in his heart.

When he entered the demon, he hurt a lot of people, but the only thing that made him unable to make up for it was the Tulip Flower, the thousand-year-old spirit, but because of himself, he lost his aura once, and he had to replant the Tulip Flower.