Chapter Seventy-Nine

Lantou Mountain, Chaozhou, the winding mountain road twists and turns, spreading and entwining in the green space, adding a bit of red dust to the lonely and cold mountain in November.

An inconspicuous Volkswagen Phaeton slowly and leisurely descends steadily from the mountain road, under the hazy daylight, the body flow line seems to be more blurred, in the lonely and empty mountains, it seems that there is no sense of zĂ i, low-key to the extreme.

The driver sat in the car, holding the mahogany patch steering wheel, and his hands were slender and slender, and the wheat-colored knuckles were arched and steady. The man driving was about thirty years old, with a thin face and a stern complexion, but from time to time he looked at the light in the reflector, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

After a long hesitation, he spoke. A deep voice came, inexplicably, with a lot of helplessness: "Dad, this weather, I really can't do anything, let's go home this time, you can rest more." On this day, it's not a problem to run into the mountains all the time. ”

In the back seat of the car sat an old man and a young man, the older one was dressed in a homespun cotton coat, with a pair of hiking shoes on his feet, a thin figure, but a pair of eyebrows were thick and thick, black and bright, which made people shocked.

On the other hand, the child next to him, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, was wearing a fashionable handsome Fan Liang burgundy casual suit on his upper body, and dark black matte cropped jeans on the lower half, and a pair of pure black sneakers with edge prints on his feet.

Hearing the words of the man in front of him, his round cheeks, which had not yet taken off, bulged slightly, and exaggerated his forehead with his hand - which pot should not be opened!

Sure enough, the old man who was closing his eyes and recuperating instantly jumped up, and a pair of eyes that were not big or small opened up, clear and shining.

The old man's name is Lu Zhenghui, and he is sixty-one years old this year. In the car were his son, Lu Feng, the founder of Chengye Group, and his youngest grandson, Lu Mingze.

He stomped his foot hard, ignoring the expensive hand-woven carpet under his feet, and said angrily: "This day, this day, what's wrong? Don't think it's different now if you have money, I tell you, if it weren't for my pot of orchids back then, you wouldn't know which beggar elder you were messing with now! ”

He was still puzzled and said indignantly: "This god...... Why am I running up the hill this day? Tell me why? If it weren't for the pot of orchids that you brought back last time, I would have been running around every day? ”

The man in the driver's seat instantly silenced and touched his nose in embarrassment.

It's a mess...... Lu Zhenghui has a group of old buddies in private, all of whom are orchid idiots. They saw that this year was a warm winter, and discussed a party at the end of the year, and by the way, they brought all the proud orchids to taste and taste.

Some time ago, the old man bought a pot of flowers by himself, which he saw when he came to Lantou Mountain to climb the mountain, and the leaf veins were unremarkable, but it was rare that it was obviously a spring orchid, and it was budding at this time, and the buds still looked fiery red - this is rare!

Do you think the old man can't be excited? He squatted next to him and didn't leave, called his son to bring his tools, and found someone to pick him up, so that he wouldn't take the broken bus.

Lu Feng had a banquet that day, and he planned to let the driver come, but the driver asked for leave again. He thought about it for a while, it wasn't far anyway, so he didn't toss the assistant, and came over by himself in a car.

The process was very smooth, and when he arrived in the city, the old man got off the car first and went to the flower market, and told him to take the flowers home quickly. Who knew that at this time, a little star who broke up peacefully some time ago came to make trouble, and in a fit of anger, she smashed her handbag into the car!!

This smash is terrible, the window is open, and the silver-white checkered chain bag that Lu Feng personally signed and bought and then forwarded some time ago was impartial, and it happened to be smashed in the center of the orchid placed in the back seat.

The two small buds wrapped in layers of floral clothes, faintly revealing red, broke without hesitation when everyone was still in the future and reacted.

Broken......

Broken.

Broken?!!!

The next things will not be detailed one by one, in short, the old man is very angry, and the consequences are very strict.

Lu Mingze, who had been playing with his grandfather's mobile phone next to him, looked at his father, secretly stuck out his tongue, and complained badly: He deserves it! Who told you to find some messy women every day!

Didi!

Someone sent WeChat? Grandpa actually plays WeChat?

He was curious, opened it and found that it was a group, and someone had just posted a picture. Click on it and drink! It's beautiful!

Even he, a person who doesn't know anything about orchids, has to praise the black orchid with clear veins and clear veins, leaf color like ink, and shiny shine at first sight! Not to mention the two buds in the center, even if there are layers of transparent membrane coatings, but the small flower that has emerged is clearly telling everyone: I am golden!

It's not golden-red, it's not golden-brown. It is a faint gold that is as uniform as the morning sun, pure and flawless, not mixed with two colors, with deep leaves of ink, which is particularly eye-catching.

He was amazed for a moment, enlarged the picture, and carefully looked at every inch of the orchid, every inch was flawless, every inch was amazing!

He hurriedly sent his mobile phone to his grandfather: "Grandpa, look at you, is this orchid real?" It's so beautiful! Let's buy it! I want to see it bloom. ”

The old man muttered: Blossom bloom bloom, what else will bloom when the flowers are gone?! But Ming Ze, who is giggling every day, says it's beautiful, what kind of flower is that? This year, the Suguan lotus in the family is blooming, and he hasn't seen it with his eyes.

Lu Zhenghui glanced at it curiously, and sat up straight in an instant.

He took the phone back from his precious grandson's hand, and the careful energy seemed to be gone if he was a little rude. He put his phone close to him and looked at it carefully.

The black leaves are slender and long, with longitudinal stripes in the middle, and the surface of the grain is rough and shiny. It looks like it is indeed an orchid, and it is still a typical spring orchid. But the ink color is dull, there is no difference in color, and the veins are very shiny, similar to the oil leaves of Molan...... It's a new breed!

Look at the buds again, generally orchids bloom, and the buds will all break through the membrane coating, and then slowly grow up and bloom. There are few like this, as if the chick is not strong enough to break the shell, and only a bud rushes out first, which begins to open slightly.

There is also this shape, the flower is golden, the leaves are long, but it is dense and orderly, the teeth and claws are open, the momentum is flamboyant, there is no half of the gentleman's state of the orchid, and it is extremely strong.

The bones of this outcrop are just the right amount of gold. Lighter than gold, like the morning sun, subtle and gentle, but extremely domineering, shining on the earth.

Lu Zhenghui gasped!

The black and gold orchid is the color of the Qin and Han emperors! The flower patterns and colors are unprecedented and unique.

He quickly turned on the voice: "Old man Qian, where did you get the flowers?!!! ”