Therefore, during this period of time, because of various forced marriage words, Zhou Yuping can be said to have become more and more aggrieved, and the mother-daughter relationship with Yu Chunhua has become more and more stiff, but there is no big noise.

If it weren't for Yu Chunhua's fact that she was not explicitly forbidden to go out, she would still be able to move freely and meet Song Qingyan by chance, I'm afraid Zhou Yuping would have exploded directly.

It's just that even if it doesn't break out, Zhou Yuping becomes more and more gloomy in silence, and occasionally doesn't say a word all day when she is at home, and then she loves to run out alone, go to the mountains for a walk, and sit alone in the grass by the river.

Yan Shunhua could see that Zhou Yuping was not happy at all, but at this moment, the girl who had been talking persistently by her side was talking with a smile on her face, as if there had never been a discord between them.

"Little girl, why don't we find Sister Gong Yue to go up the mountain to play with us another day? Shuwanggang is full of wild flowers all over the mountains, and it is very beautiful. We can take the rice ball early in the morning, have enough fun and have a picnic there, talk about the heavens and the earth, maybe we can sleep there beautifully, wake up refreshed, we will pick some buds hand in hand and come back hand in hand, insert it into the vase, and tomorrow we will be all open.

Sue sù you, I used to put the vase in the room, after all the buds bloomed, but it was fragrant, even the quilt and clothes were soaked in the pleasant fragrance of flowers, don't you believe you smell it? This is still the bud I picked yesterday and bloomed today, newly dyed, isn't it fragrant? ”

Yan Shunhua has always felt that the smell on her body changes a little quickly, sometimes it smells like those strangers who spray a lot of rich perfume, and sometimes it is as sweet as honey, once she gets closer, she feels very greasy, and what is even more strange is that sometimes there is a little sour and bitter taste spreading on her body, and when she gets very close, she will feel a little rancid, which makes people avoid it.

This time, it's unfortunate. Zhou Yuping let him smell the sour and bitter taste, Yan Shunhua was naturally reluctant to get close to carefully identify the strange smell of what kind of mountain flowers, so he smiled copistically.

"Well, it doesn't smell good. It's the busy season for farming. I don't have time, so if you want someone to be your companion, find someone else. ”

She bypassed Zhou Yuping and went to drink water under a shady tree, but the other party followed suit.

"Just smell it. I've been looking for a long time, this kind of flower is not common, in a very dense woods, I also accidentally broke into it and found it, it looks beautiful, and the smell is also very special, I like it very much. ”

Zhou Yuping showed an intoxicated expression as she spoke, and finally stretched her sleeves out in front of her eyes reluctantly, as if she would not let her go if she didn't sniff carefully as she said.

"What kind of flower does this smell like?"

Yan Shunhua just wanted to send people away as soon as possible. So she finally lowered her head and sniffed it, and the rancid smell rushed straight into her nose, making her frown uncomfortably on the spot.

"It doesn't smell good. Sure enough, it's very special. ”

She made a truthful evaluation, and Zhou Yuping herself raised her arm and sniffed it left and right, as if she was puzzled and apologized.

"I think it tastes good, don't you like it? Then I'll get something else for you to smell next time. When you find the flavor you like, I'll tell you what kind of flowers they are. If you're too busy, I can pick some up and plug them in your room. Really, those flowers are so fragrant that you can even smell them in your sleep. I often have good dreams because of them. ”

The corners of Yan Shunhua's eyes twitched, and she didn't comment on her taste, but she still expressed her gratitude bluntly.

"Thank you, I don't have any particular love for flowers. You don't have to bother. It's time for me to go back to cooking. Go first. ”

Until she walked out, she could still hear Zhou Yuping talking to her loudly, "It's okay, I did something wrong in the past, I will work hard to choose the flowers you like, and then pick them back in person to apologize." Xiaoya, Xiaoya, let's be good friends in the future! ”

Yan Shunhua wanted to hehe for a moment, and turned around and yelled, "Girl, which nerve did you have the wrong line, so friendly, it's really not like the person who was so jealous that he wanted to tear her apart." ”

But in any case, although there are some tears and laughs, the result seems to be better than not getting along with old age and dying.

Even if she doesn't care, but looking at the appearance of Yan Liu's family, she still has to retire in the village, and the Zhou family is just as difficult to leave her homeland.

Therefore, in the next few days, when Zhou Yuping diligently let her smell all kinds of flowers, Yan Shunhua was still able to cooperate with the little girl's interest despite the rejection in her heart.

It wasn't until she smelled more than ten kinds of flowers that she pointed out that several floral fragrances that were not so strong and said that they were quite agreeable, and Zhou Yuping stopped this behavior of letting her smell the fragrance of flowers, and went into the mountains early the next morning to pick flowers.

Yan Shunhua really didn't expect that Zhou Yuping really did what she said, and at noon, she brought a large basket of flowers to her.

"Little girl, look, this is your favorite feather flower, red flower, prismatic flower, belly flower, pretty, beautiful, right?"

The feather flower is a yellow flower with pointed petals, but the whole thing resembles a string of small beads. As the name suggests, the red flower is a red, bewitching double-petaled flower. The prismatic flowers look a bit like honeysuckle, but the blue flowers look like they have angular edges. The belly tweed, like a miniature version of an urn, has large purple flowers, but the outer edge is slightly closed inward.

These smells are faintly sweet, and she didn't smell the other slight differences very clearly before. Now I see that I am happy to hunt and carefully distinguish them one by one, and I find that the taste of each flower is different.

The feather flower has a fresh feeling after the rain, in other words, it is both hazy and bright sweetness after being soaked in rain, and it is more focused on clear.

The red tweed, like its color, is very warm and pure, and if I have to describe it, it is all clear, in order to emphasize and highlight the unfoundable but bitter sweetness.

The smell of the prismatic flower, like a cloud, is very light and faint if it is alone, and if you don't smell it carefully, it is easy to ignore it.

And the belly flower, unprecedented, is actually the flower she feels the most comfortable smelling, there is a feeling of peace and ease, even the appearance makes her feel simple, very cute.

"I love it, thank you." (To be continued.) )