Listening to the sound of praise, Zhou Qing hummed the little jumping frog and pierced five peony flowers of different sizes and expressions.

The flowers are tied out, and then they are fastened to the branches that have been prepared.

Zhou Qing deliberately chose a stick with more branches, and wrapped it with brown and green yarn to make a flower branch.

The flower branches are inserted into the flower pots, and then the leaves are stretched with dark green yarn and fixed on the flower branches.

This silk peony immediately came to life.

Looking at the pots of peony flowers in front of them, the three families were stunned.

"Green girl, your craftsmanship is amazing!"

"Yes, young girl, the third aunt doesn't know that you can be so good!"

Zhou Yao couldn't help but step forward, closed his eyes and took a deep breath and sniffed.

"Eldest sister, it would be better if there was a little more floral fragrance."

Zhou Qing nodded and smiled: "Well, there are still shortcomings in spices, but this is not in a hurry." ”

"Green girl, such a good flower, such an expensive yarn silk, this pot, how can it be sold for ten taels of silver!" Zhou Huailin stared at the silk flower intently, touched his chin and said.

"Third uncle, ten taels can be sorry for my hard work, this pot, let alone thirty taels!"

When she was shopping today, she took a special look, and there was no silk flower sold in the entire Qinghe County.

She is the only one.

Hearing this price, Zhao's eyes suddenly widened.

"Thirty taels? Who can afford this! ”

Zhou Qing smiled and said: "Third aunt, this kind of big pot of flowers is naturally going to be sold to those rich and noble families." ”

Zhou Ping shouted: "Mother, my second uncle's cricket cage is still sold for twenty taels, and this pot of flowers is sold for thirty taels, which must not be robbed!" The people in the county are not the same as us. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Ping turned his head to look at Shen Li.

No, then sit down with a buy one get two free!

Shen Li......

What does this gaze mean?

Is it stupid and big to have a big head?

The corner of his eyes twitched, and Shen Li looked at Zhou Qing.

"Such a pot of silk flowers costs at least fifty taels of silver, which is too cheap, and I have lost my craftsmanship."

Zhou Ping......

Look, what I'm talking about!

Shen Li......

Zhou Qing said that thirty taels was enough to shock the Zhao family.

Unexpectedly, Shen Li actually said fifty taels!

Fifty taels!!

Zhao's ......

The mouth was slightly open, staring at the peony, like staring at a pot of cash trees.

"Young girl, hurry up and teach the third aunt!"

"Sister, teach me quickly."

"Green girl, it's still okay for the third uncle to tie flowers with his hands."

"Girl, Dad will make silk flowers with you tomorrow......"

Zhou Qing turned his head and looked at Zhou Huaishan.

"Tomorrow Dad, you start reading!"

Zhou Huaishan suddenly sighed melancholy, and looked at Zhou Qing with a face full of unbearable eyes.

"Girl, you are all busy making money, but Dad can't help at all, Dad feels uncomfortable!"

Zhou Qing rolled his eyes, "Dad, if you are really uncomfortable, you will win the champion in one fell swoop, and take us to Kyoto to eat and drink spicy food in the future!" ”

Zhou Ping hugged Zhou Huaishan.

"Second uncle, it's all up to you to eat fragrant and drink spicy food! Come on! ”

Zhou Huaishan......

Do you think I'm spicy?

Because Zhou Huaishan was going to start working hard tomorrow, a pot of silk flowers was finished, and everyone's gossip dispersed after a while.

Tomorrow I will follow Zhou Qing to learn how to tie silk flowers, and the family is full of excitement in their hearts.

Only Zhou Huaishan, after everyone dispersed, looked at Zhou Qing sadly.

"Girl, can I rest for another day tomorrow?"

Zhou Qing didn't answer this stubble, but said, "Do you know what happened to me in the county today?" ”

Zhou Huaishan looked loveless, "What's the matter?" ”

Is there anything more serious than that he's going to start reading tomorrow!

Zhou Qing told Zhou Huaishan about meeting Zhou Huaihai today and what Xu Feng, the shopkeeper of Yunhai Bookstore, said.

Ignored the county order and Zhao Dacheng's words.

"Now that Zhou Yuan has found a position in the Jingwei camp in Kyoto, if you can't go to high school, with Zhou Huaihai's temperament, do you think he can make you live well? You'll have a few more years to live! ”

Zhou Huaishan's eyes were straight.

Wipe!

I used to think that reading was terrible!

Now, you can't live without reading?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Zhou Huaishan snorted: "Jingwei Camp is not a serious errand. ”

Zhou Qing said: "If you are still the Marquis of Rongyang, then Jingweiying will definitely not be in your eyes, but now you are a farmer, and it is easy for people to pinch you to death!" ”

Zhou Huaishan was about to cry!

Why is his life so bad!

"Girl, there's no other way?"

Zhou Qing shook his head.

"No, unless you get ahead, otherwise, just wait to be retaliated by Zhou Huaihai!"

Dropping a sentence, Zhou Qing got off the kang and left.

In vain, Zhou Huaishan was left lying on the kang, and his sadness flowed backwards.

When Zhou Qing went out, Shen Li was teaching Zhou Ping Zama in the courtyard.

Zhou Ping wants to follow Shen Li to learn kung fu, and the most basic thing is to start with Zamabu, half a pillar of incense every morning and evening.

Although he was only five years old, Zhou Ping looked like he was holding his arms there.

Looking at his hideous appearance, he also knew that he was gritting his teeth.

Shen Li turned his head to look at Zhou Qing, "Don't worry, the master's mansion is no problem." ”

Zhou Qing pulled his lips and smiled bitterly, "No matter how clever you are, you can't stop the students from doing their work!" ”

Shen Li smiled and said: "The master has a flexible brain, he can get the first case in the county exam, even if he can't get the first case in the government exam, he can always pass the exam, you have to believe in the master." ”

Zhou Qing sighed.

"Forget it, instead of believing him, I might as well believe in your five-year college entrance examination three-year simulation!"

Shen Li......

"Huh? Five what? ”

Zhou Qingyi waved his hand and said with a smile: "I believe in you!" ”

Shen Li's ears turned red.

Fortunately, it was night, and no one could see clearly.

looked at Zhou Qing with tenderness, "Well, believe me." ”

......

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was two days before the Buddha Festival.

Early in the morning, Zhou Qing picked two pots of large flowers, a few bunches of small flowers and a few bonsai to load a mule cart, covered them with a thick linoleum cloth, and rushed into the city with Zhou Huailin.

"Qing girl, the monk of Qingquan Temple, can you buy our flowers? The weather has been very good these days, and people can use their own flowers. ”

Zhou Huailin was a little worried.

Half of the flowers have been planted, if they can't be sold......

Zhou Qing looked up at the cloudless sky overhead.

"Let's try our luck." She didn't dare to say it all the time.

However, it is man-made.

If you don't try, you'll never succeed.

At this time, their uncle and nephew went straight to Qingquan Temple.

Naxiang, the county seat.

After a month of recuperation, Zhou Huaihai was finally able to sit up and talk to people.

Early in the morning, Zhou Yuan brought a letter from Kyoto.

The letter said that he urgently needed a few pots of good ink chrysanthemums to give gifts to his boss, but Kyoto couldn't find a suitable one, so he asked Zhou Huaihai to ask for a few pots for him from Qingquan Temple.

Along with the letter, there were two silver tickets of one thousand taels.

After reading the letter, Old Man Zhou frowned.

"There are ink chrysanthemums in Qingquan Temple, but I heard Sun Zenian say that there are three pots of ink chrysanthemums in Qingquan Temple, all waiting for the Buddha Festival."

Since the last time Zhou Qingqi vomited blood, Old Man Zhou's body has collapsed.

After taking the decoction for a long time, it didn't work, and later the doctor suggested that he go to the mountains and wilderness to listen to Buddhist scriptures and listen to Zen may be effective.

These days, Old Man Zhou often asks Sun Zenian to go to Qingquan Temple.

has been going back and forth, but it is really a lot more energetic.

"But the Buddha Festival is going to be lively for three days, these three days, what if the flowers wilt?"

"Yes, and we have to travel three to five days from Kyoto, so if we ...... on the way."

Zhou Huaihai interrupted Wang's words.

"I'm not afraid on the road, if I get Mo Ju, let's send it to Kyoto in a car, but my mother said that the Buddha Festival will be lively for three days, and if you can't keep it, this Mo Ju will be destroyed."

As he spoke, Zhou Huaihai moved.

"In this way, my father and I will go to Qingquan Temple now to see if we can discuss with the temple and buy a pot."

Say action, do it.

The two of them set off in a sedan chair.

Because Zhou Huaihai was still unable to move, when he arrived at the gate of the temple, he was carefully supported by two guards when he got down from the sedan chair.

"Master, do you see if that is Zhou Qing?"

As he was entering the gate of the temple, a guardian suddenly pointed to the person in front.

Zhou Huaihai suddenly looked in the direction he pointed.

In front, Zhou Qing and Zhou Huailin were standing there talking, I don't know what they said, both of them had smiles on their faces.

Zhou Huaihai's face suddenly darkened.

"What are those two people doing here?" Old Man Zhou asked the monk on the side.

Because the old man Zhou often came to Qingquan Temple to listen to Zen, the monk knew that the old man Zhou put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ceremony.

"I'm here to sell flowers, and I'm waiting for my senior brother to ask me to host."

Selling flowers?

Old Man Zhou and Zhou Huaihai glanced at each other.

"Daddy." Zhou Huaihai pulled Old Man Zhou to the side, "This is our chance to get that piece of paper back." ”

Old Man Zhou's eyelids jumped and looked at Zhou Huaihai.

Zhou Huaihai said a few words in a low voice.

Old Man Zhou immediately refused, "No, you're not ......"

Without waiting for Old Man Zhou to speak, Zhou Huaihai said, "Dad, have you forgotten how you vomited blood?" Have you forgotten how I let people fight? And the ink chrysanthemum of this Qingquan Temple may not be sold! ”

Old Man Zhou was confused for a while.

He hesitated for a long time with a dark face, slowly closed his eyes and sighed, "That's it, don't die left and right." ”

"Dad, don't worry, I'm not the one who doesn't care about blood relatives!"

Zhou Huaihai turned his head and nodded to a courtyard, and whispered a few words, and the courtyard had to turn his head and enter the temple.

As soon as he left, Old Man Zhou took a deep breath and walked towards Zhou Huailin.

"Linzi?"

Zhou Huailin and Zhou Qing were talking, and suddenly heard someone shouting about themselves, and when they turned around along the voice, they saw Old Man Zhou.

"Daddy?!" Zhou Huailin looked shocked.

Old Man Zhou was full of joy and surprise, "It's really you, Lin Zi." ”

Seeing Old Man Zhou like this, Zhou Huailin's heart was sour for a while, and he greeted Old Man Zhou.

Old Man Zhou grabbed Zhou Huailin's hand, patted the back of his hand a few times, and the old tears fell horizontally.

"Linzi, Dad misses you."

Old man Zhou's words are not lies.

These tears are not fake tears.

In the end, it is his own son, and he doesn't want to be fake.

As soon as Old Man Zhou cried, Zhou Huailin was a little panicked.

"Dad, don't cry, don't cry, I'm not doing it well."

Old Man Zhou looked at Zhou Huailin with tears and laughter, "Yes, it's good, it's good, it's not good for Dad, don't cry, don't cry, why are you here?" Can you talk to your dad for a while? ”