"How? Do you still sit in the upper flower hall according to my wife's instructions, or do you just sit on the railing? Otherwise, we might as well take a walk in the garden," my friend asked me with a smile.

We were standing in a railing on the left side of the porch. I turned my back to the rockery outside the fence, but my eyes fell on a glass window that was not hidden by a curtain, and through the glass I saw the shelves in the room full of thread-bound books, which I knew were my friend's library, but I wondered if he would be happy to read them. I couldn't help but ask him, "Why are you reading the thread-bound book now?" ”

He smiled: "I am sometimes bored, read a little. But this is all the Yang family's collection, and I bought it with the mansion. Even if I don't read it, I can use it as an ornament. ”

When he mentioned the Yang family, I immediately thought of the child, so I sat down on the stone fence and asked him, "You can tell me about the Yang family's child now." Say as much as you know. ”

"Did you find the material? What did he say to you? He didn't answer me, but he asked me.

He didn't say anything. He asked me to break the camellia for him, and he picked it up and ran away, and I couldn't hold him," I replied.

He reached out and scratched his hair, and sat down on the stone railing.

"To be honest, I don't know much. He is the son of Yang Laosan, the fourth brother of the Yang family, the eldest has been dead for a few years, the other three seem to be in the province, and the second and fourth are quite profitable in business. The third child has never been a serious business, he is a well-known loser, his family property is ruined, and I heard that later people also died. Now it all depends on his eldest son, who is the child's older brother, who works at the post office to support a house. But that child is not angry, and he doesn't study well all day, so he often comes to my garden to fold flowers. One day I saw him talking to a begging person at the door of the Great Immortal Temple next door to me. He ran in, and we didn't chase him away, but we drove him away and slipped in again. It's not that he's capable, it's my old man Li who guards the door who let him in. Li Laohan'er was originally the head of the Yang family, and it is said that he has been a doorman in the Yang family for more than 20 years. Yang Lao Er recommended him to me. I saw that he was faithful, and I could not bear to rebuke him more. One time I just mentioned it, and he burst into tears. What's the solution? It's human nature that he likes his old master. Besides, the kid had clean hands and feet, and didn't steal from me. If I don't see it, I'll let him go. It's just that my subordinates hate him and often want to kick him out. ”

"Is that all you know? I don't know why he keeps coming here to get flowers. What does he do with flowers? I saw my friend shut up, my curiosity unsatisfied, and asked.

"I don't know," said the friend, shaking his head absently, he didn't expect me to be so interested in child-related things. "Maybe Old Man Li knows a little more, you can talk to him in the future. And I'm sure that kid will definitely come back, you can ask him too. ”

"But you have to promise me one thing: when the child comes back in the future, let me deal with him, and you must tell your messenger not to interfere."

The friend smiled proudly, nodded and said, "I'm up to you." Do whatever you like. It's just that if you find enough materials to write a book in the future, you should let me be the first to read it! ”

"I didn't write an article, I was really interested in that kid's thing. I know him a little bit. You know, we used to have a big garden in our house, and then we sold it along with our mansion. I want to go there too," I said seriously.

"So why don't you go and check it out? I still remember the place being on Summer Socks Street. Who is living in your mansion now? Have you inquired? Just know who lives there, and let me try to let you in," said my friend sympathetically and enthusiastically.

"I inquired. It's been sold for sixteen or seventeen years, it's changed a few owners, it's been renovated a few times, and it's now a department store," I said, shaking my head a little sentimentally. "Like the kid, I didn't say I was going to sell my house, and I didn't use a single sale of money. They sold it, and the only thing that reminded me of my childhood was ruined by them. ”

"What's so sad about this! Isn't it the same if you buy another mansion in the future and build a garden in the same way? "My friend kindly comforted me. But his words didn't sound to me.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, "I don't have the blessing to be a rich man, and I don't want to create this sin." ”

"How unreasonable are you! Are you scolding me? My friend stood up and scolded me, but a smile appeared on his face and I knew he wasn't angry with me.

"What does this have to do with you? I mean fools who buy houses for their children and grandchildren to sell," I said, my anger coming up.

"Then you can rest assured that I will not leave this garden to my son for nothing," said the friend, who stretched out his right hand and made a gesture, with his head raised and a smile in his eyes, as if to indicate that he had some great ambition. I didn't say anything. After a pause, he said, "Stop talking about it. It's uncomfortable to sit on the stone for a long time. Let's go to the lower flower hall to have a look, Zhaohua should have cleaned up the house. ”