Hua Banzhi poked her head out and looked over, to be honest, she really didn't like to go to crowded places. I can't do anything but look at people.

However, there is Zhou Guangming, and it is the New Year! I can only bite the bullet to join in the fun.

Lin Xiyan supported his feet on the ground, looked back at Hua Banzhi and said, "Get out of the car, let's walk over." As he spoke, he hugged Zhou Guangming again.

"Where to put this car, it's not very safe on the side of the road, and people will carry it away, but what should I do?" Hua Banzhi said worriedly.

"There's a public unit here, I'm going to put the car in there. Lin Xiyan looked at her and smiled, "Don't worry! The car can't be lost, there is an uncle who watches the gate." ”

"People will let you put it. Hua Banzhi looked at him uncertainly.

"Give Uncle a cigarette and everything will be solved. Lin Xiyan patted the flue in his pocket, "Wait for me to go to the park." As he spoke, he pushed the car and walked straight to the unit on the side of the road, negotiated with the uncle who guarded the door, handed over a cigarette, and the uncle decisively let him go.

Lin Xiyan turned the car keys, walked over with a smile on his face, looked at them and said, "How is it?" ”

"The charm of cigarettes is greater than yours. Hua Banzhi looked at him with a smile on his face and said.

"Tell the truth. Lin Xiyan took Zhou Guangming's hand and said, "Let's go to the flower market." With one hand, he pulled the flower half-branch and said, "Don't get lost if you see a lot of people." ”

"I know the way home, and I'm not afraid if I get lost. Hua Banzhi felt his soft and warm hands, and he was a little uncomfortable, "And there is still some distance from the crowd." ”

Subtext: Isn't it too early to pull hands now?

Lin Xiyan's black and white eyes turned smartly, "When there are more people, I have to carry the light, where can I still hold your hand." Pull them down the aisle, "Let's go!"

Hua Banzhi looked at him helplessly, and could only be led away.

Lin Xiyan suddenly remembered and looked back at her and said, "By the way, you didn't bring any money, did you!"

"I didn't bring it, I don't have anything to buy. Hua Banzhi shook his head slightly.

"That's great, it's easy for thieves to get their hands on in high crowds. Lin Xiyan looked at the two of them and said, "Pickpockets in the flower market, there is also a sentence after the break: The eldest girl walks on the flower street——— she can take care of it." From this, you can see the crowded scene of people shopping in the flower street. ”

As he spoke, Lin Xiyan and the others merged into the crowd, and Lin Xiyan hugged Zhou Guangming on his shoulders and carried him.

"Wait a minute. Hua Banzhi took out two kraft papers from his pocket to wrap Zhou Guangming's feet, and then tied them tightly with red woolen rope, "This way your clothes won't be stained." ”

Seeing this, Lin Xiyan's dark eyes flashed lightly, and his heart was warm, he was ready for his clothes to be dirty.

As soon as Hua Banzhi raised his eyes, he looked at him looking straight at him, his eyes were dark and shining, "What are you looking at? It's not pretty, so make do with it!"

"That's good. Lin Xiyan came back to his senses, looked at her and said with a warm smile, "Let's go!"

It was really rubbing shoulders and crowding, Hua Banzhi sighed with emotion, "Fortunately, Sister Qi and her family didn't come." ”

"I asked Dali, my sister-in-law has to look at Siya, he can't watch the children alone. Lin Xiyan grabbed Guangming's legs, looked at her and said.

"Can they be willing?" said Hua Banzhi, tilting her head slightly to look at him.

"Of course not. Lin Xiyan looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said, "So Dali plans to bring them when it's almost over, and it is estimated that there will be fewer people at that time." ”

"But there are fewer stalls on the street. Hua Banzhi looked at the various flower stalls on both sides of the road and said, "It turns out that there are more than just selling flowers!" She saw that there were stalls to buy antiques, snacks, and New Year's goods.

"The flower market is still dominated by flowers, with real flowers and fake flowers. Lin Xiyan said as he walked, "The flower culture of planting flowers has been solemn and self-sustaining from feudal scholars since ancient times, and there is also spiritualism from the revolutionary era. In the ideological realm, the chrysanthemum denotes nobility and the camellia denotes battle...... Among the literati, there are also many people who are looking at flowers, such as Qin Mu, who is good at singing things and words, has more than one article describing the flower market. ”

In the midst of the cacophony of voices, his clean and light voice clearly reached Hua Banzhi's ears.

"I don't know that much, it's just good looking, and of course I care most about whether it can bear fruit. Hua Banzhi said without hesitation.

When Lin Xiyan heard this, he remembered a poem, "Jujube flowers can become small and fruitful, and mulberry leaves are soft and silky." It is ridiculous that the peony is as big as a bucket, and it is empty if it doesn't work. ”

"It's so easy to understand that I can translate it. Zhou Guangming immediately said when he heard this.

"Tell me about it. Lin Xiyan looked up at him slightly and said.

"Although the jujube flowers are small, the jujube flowers are sweet and crisp after autumn;

Mulberry leaves are very weak, he can raise silkworms and silk, and the beautiful ayara is produced from mulberry leaves.

The peony flowers are very large, but they cannot produce delicious fruits and cannot form silks. Zhou Guangming smiled and said, "Am I right?"

"That's right!" Lin Xiyan said with a smile, "Peony, her beauty, her brilliance, dazzling, makes people's hearts flutter, but these are all vain external beauty with no practical value, not worth mentioning, once she blooms a perfect flower, she will spend the branches empty, empty, there is nothing to praise." Lin Xiyan looked at the two of them and said, "But the flower market is more about the atmosphere: "On the evening of the New Year, the flower street, the spring flowers are full of street rows, the red flowers are fresh, the yellow flowers are big, and thousands of flowers are not ...... to the sun."

"I don't think I'm going to be a literate person at any time. The flower's bright eyes looked at the flower road on the side of the street.

"You can't say that, cultural people also have to eat whole grains, don't they?" Lin Xiyan said ingeniously as he looked at her.

Hua Banzhi looked at him in astonishment when he heard the words and said, "Can you say that?"

"I'm telling the truth. Lin Xiyan said confidently, "No one can eat and drink dew! Culture also comes from the masses and goes to the masses." ”

Hua Banzhi raised his eyebrows lightly, "Ah! ”

Once again, I sighed at the breadth and profundity of the language of planting flowers. Lin Xiyan looked at her with a smile and said.

"Let's take a trip, what can we buy back?" Hua Banzhi asked casually as he looked at him.

"There are three kinds of flowers that are essential for the Cantonese New Year: kumquat, peach blossom and daffodil. Lin Xiyan opened his mouth and said.

"What's the meaning?" Hua Banzhi looked at the flower market, and these three bought the most.

"Kumquat, because the Cantonese word for orange and auspicious is the same sound, buy a pot and put it at home to symbolize good luck, peach blossom, a great fortune (peach), young people hope for peach blossom luck, and daffodils symbolize wealth and good luck. Lin Xiyan explained briefly.

"Then let's buy these three according to the local customs. Hua Banzhi looked at them and said.