Song Yiran saw a good thing, and couldn't help but walk to the door and look into the courtyard.

There is a pot of flowers in the corner of the small courtyard, which is not a precious variety, but a very ordinary triangular plum. Triangle plum, also known as He Chunhong, blooms from November to June of the following year. To this triangular plum is about forty centimeters high, the shape is not bad, the owner should have carefully pruned, the flowering period is almost over, the flowers on the triangular plum are a little sparse, it looks quite sluggish.

The flower pot of the triangular plum is a very ordinary black coarse porcelain flower pot, about 60 centimeters high and about 20 centimeters in diameter. Even Song Yiran, a layman, can see at a glance that this flower pot is very ordinary, a big road goods, and it costs a dollar to the sky, and there is no need for a ticket.

Ordinary varieties, ordinary flower pots, why is she still so rare in this pot of flowers?

There's a reason for that, of course!

At this moment, an old lady in her sixties walked out of the house, she was not tall, barely 1.6 meters, and her posture was not as tall as that of a young man, and she was slightly hunchbacked. The old lady had half of her hair gray, wore a gray long-sleeved blouse, and held a puff fan in her hand.

When the old lady saw Song Yiran and Liu Shuili standing at the door, she was stunned for a moment, "Who are you looking for?"

Song Yiran was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Auntie, we don't look for anyone, I just passed by here and saw the flowers and plants in the yard, and I was fascinated for a while." ”

The old lady is a lover of flowers, and when she heard this, she immediately smiled, "Oh, you like flowers too?"

"It's okay!" Song Yiran said with a smile: "I always feel that playing with flowers and plants in my spare time can calm people's hearts, and there will be a feeling of pleasure." ”

"Okay, little girl, young people nowadays are too impetuous. Come on, come in and sit, if you're not in a hurry, drink tea with my old woman and look at the flowers. ”

Song Yiran entered the courtyard in a good way, "I'm disturbed." ”

"If you say anything to disturb or not, it can be regarded as our mother's fate. Come in, lad!"

Liu Shuili nodded, stood at the gate of the courtyard, and didn't come in, but he was thinking in his heart that the captain's fiancée was a bit of a big lady, whimsical, and capricious enough.

How did he know that Song Yiran was a treasure hidden in a flower pot!

Walking into the courtyard, Song Yiran found that there was a small table in the open space at the door, which was a bit like the common kang table in the northeast countryside, but it was slightly larger. There is a tea set on the table, and there is an antique tea caddy.

The eldest lady asked Song Yiran to sit on a small stool on the side, and she went to the house to fetch hot water by herself.

Tut, it's really a pleasure to look at other people's lives!

Although the yard is small, the house is a little old, but the yard is full of flowers, with the fragrance of tea, and occasionally I hear a few bird calls, and life is simply not too comfortable.

Unfortunately, this is only a temporary situation.

"Little girl, are you coming to the capital to go to school?" The old lady's eyesight was very good, and she could see Song Yiran's student status at a glance.

"Yes, I just got into the university this year, and before the school starts, let my cousin show me around. Isn't it, cousin?"

The corners of Liu Shuili's mouth couldn't help twitching, he didn't speak, he just smiled, as if he was a little shy. In fact, he was speechless and speechless.

The old lady didn't care about Liu Shuili's answer at all, she had been living alone for a long time, and when she finally saw a little girl who matched her eyes, she couldn't help but nag her a few words to relieve her loneliness.

"I want to think about it back then......"

How familiar this beginning is, when I think about it, it must be a sad, long and thorny story. This story is definitely not short.

Song Yiran had been listening quietly, with a relishing expression on his face, without the slightest impatience.

Liu Shuili has been standing outside the door, his expression on his face has no waves, but a pair of eagle eyes sweep through the alley from time to time, and the whole person seems to be in a state of alertness.

Song Yiran quietly listened to the old lady's storytelling, and occasionally drank a cup of tea, which was very comfortable.

The old lady talked for a long time, starting from when she was a girl, until she got married and had children, and finally her wife died, and her children got married, and they all left the alley. She is the only one who is reluctant to be here, and she still lives leisurely in the old house.

“...... At our age, we will no longer pursue those empty things. I just want to spend my old age in peace, and occasionally my children come back to see it. ”

The light and shadow seemed to be stretched, and at this moment, the old lady's loneliness was undoubtedly revealed, which made people sigh.

Song Yiran didn't know what to say, this old lady obviously hadn't seen her children and grandchildren for a long time, so she could be a long-time outdoors like her. Fortunately, the old lady is in good spirits, and her body is good, so it seems that there will be no problem at all in living for another twenty years.

"I saw just now, you stood there and looked at the flowers in my yard, do you like it?"

Song Yiran was a little embarrassed, if she still had the intention of picking up leaks before, then at this moment she already had the idea of giving up.

"Ah, I like it!"

The old lady pointed to the triangle plum in the corner, "Do you like this?" ”

Song Yiran nodded.

The old lady was very bold, "Move away, I'll send you!"

Song Yiran was startled, and then hurriedly waved his hand, "Auntie, I'll take a look, the school will start soon, and I can't carry it to the dormitory!"

"You kid, I'm a flower-loving person, you don't see the shape of the triangular plum, it's a lot of work. Do you want to give it to you?" the old lady glared at the boss as if she wanted to eat someone.

At this moment, Song Yiran is really in a dilemma.

Take it, I always feel like some villain.

If you don't take it, a great opportunity is right in front of you.

"The ......"

"Oh, okay, you fit my eyes, this is the fate of our mother, move away, how much is a pot of flowers worth?" the old lady smiled mysteriously, "Let me tell you, I really don't lack money." ”

The old lady's family is very good, and her daughters are very promising, although she can't always be by her side, but she never owes her food and clothing.

Song Yiran's heart warmed slightly, "Then, then thank you, I really like the things in that pot of triangular plum ......".

The old lady smiled, "Okay, let your cousin move away! Go, go, go. ”

Song Yiran got up and shouted outside, "Cousin." ”

Liu Shuili turned around and entered the courtyard, nodded at the old lady, and helped Song Yiran lift the pot of triangular plums.

The flowers are not heavy, but they are not easy to move, but Liu Shuili has a lot of strength and can carry the flower pot with one hand.

"Auntie, I'm leaving, thank you for the flowers, thank you for the tea. ”

The old lady waved her fan, "Let's go, let's go." "At such a young age, it's really verbose.

The two of them just got out of the small courtyard.

What a treasure!

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