And the entry of a pint of incense is already terrible, she has made incense for half a year, so that she doesn't have to run to make incense every day, maybe sometimes she can be like now, come to such a place, green mountains and green waters, no sorrow and no joy.

It is...... She numb her fingers, as if reminding her that she might not be able to move incense for a long time, and she couldn't even pick up the cup, what kind of incense did she make?

Outside, Bai Mei was bathing the two puppies, and she was scolding them from time to time.

"If you want to roll me in mud again, believe it or not, I will throw you into the water, and I will not give you meat in the future, but I will give you grass, and eat you all like rabbits."

Bai Mei's mouth was about to be crooked, and suddenly, she thought of a good idea, she rolled on the ground directly, and with a snap, she slapped herself in the face.

"Do you see clearly?"

The puppy stared at two pairs of dog eyes, obviously not seeing clearly.

Bai Mei rolled again, and then slapped her face.

"Do you see clearly?"

"See the ...... clearly"

A long pull, how is it so familiar?

"Auntie, girl......"

Bai Mei hurriedly stood up, patted the soil on her body, and then smiled.

Shen Qingci walked over, the wind on her body also made Bai Mei a little hairy, she lowered her head, looked at the tips of her shoes, she really didn't dare to move, and she didn't dare to move.

"Little Plum ......"

Suddenly, Shen Qingci also stopped in front of her.

"Ahh Bai Mei's mouth cracked, and her smiling face was stiff.

"Your way of leading by example is good," Shen Qingci really felt that his little plum was a talent, and he could teach two dogs like this.

Bai Mei put her face down, and suddenly, she wanted to cry.

She seems to have done something faceless again?

Shen Qingci walked forward, the two little dogs threw the water droplets on their bodies, wagged their tails happily, and followed behind their masters, they were really two very smart dogs, and they knew who to follow to have meat to eat.

Shen Qingci walked to the valley where wild flowers grew.

She sat on the ground, just like that, looking at the fallen flowers that had actually bloomed in the distance.

Flowers bloom and flowers fall, which is the cycle of a season.

Ye Sheng, Ye Chang, is also the beginning of life.

She stretched out her hand and pinched a small wildflower, which was also placed in the palm of her hand, she had heard that this wildflower also had a nice name, called Acacia, in fact, she didn't know why it was called Acacia.

I've just heard that this is a legend, planted by a pair of lovers, and the man said to the woman that as long as these flowers bloom, then he will come back.

In the first year, the man did not come back, and the acacia flowers did not bloom, but the woman was still waiting, she carefully watered these things that looked like weeds, he said that this was a flower, then she believed that it must be a flower, and the second year, the flower still did not bloom, and the man did not return, she still believed that because she did not grow flowers.

In this way, year after year, her face has long been old, and she has also lost her previous beauty like a flower, what she does every day is to carry buckets and buckets of water, just for these acacia grasses that have long grown all over the mountain.

Until one day, she finally found that these flowers were blooming, blooming all over the mountains, she covered her face happily, she planted it, she really planted it.

And on this day, she heard that it seemed that he had returned.

She put on her best clothes, that is, the one she wore when they first met, but at this time, she was so thin that she could hardly support this outfit.

In the mirror, there was her old and ugly face, but she didn't believe that he would definitely recognize her, and he would definitely marry her.

When she ran over, she found that the man was holding a delicate woman, and the woman was holding a pink carved Lin in her arms......

She stood there, tears in her eyes, but she still looked at him without saying a word.

"Look, this is the most common grass we have here, but why did it suddenly grow flowers?"

The man said to his beloved wife, then plucked one and pinned it in his beloved wife's hair.

"I never knew that this grass would still bloom?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, his eyebrows were still handsome, and his eyes were all his wife, but he had forgotten that there was a woman waiting for him to return, waiting for him to marry her.

If the grass is able to bloom and flower.

The woman watched them leave hand in hand, it was a lifelong belief and a lifelong commitment, but it was no longer for her.

Later, the woman planted acacia flowers for a lifetime, until she died, until her flesh turned to dust, and the straight soul became this flower.

It is said that most of the negative ones are men, so men can have three wives and four concubines, so they can be half-hearted, but women must start from the beginning.

How many men in this world can live with only one person in their hearts, only her in their lives, and only her in their hearts.

She pinched some small flowers and put them in the palm of her hand, it seemed that these fine lines between the flowers really became the flesh and blood of a woman, she watered these with her own hard work, but in the end the flowers bloomed, but the person did not come back.

And the man she was waiting for died on the day she left.

It was his body that returned, but it was his soul that left.

She let go of her hand, and the petals fell to the ground, and what remained between her snorts were still these small purple flowers, with a shallow fragrance, with a unique elegance, still not luxurious, still not precious.

There is only a faint fragrance left, but it is a unique nostalgia.

When Shen Qing came back, he held a large bouquet in his hand, and the two dogs behind him still followed her, they had grown up a little and knew how to protect their masters.

"These flowers are about to fail," Shen Qingci first cleaned his hands, and then picked off the flowers on them one by one, and then put them in a small jar, the fire burned almost all the essence here, and even the head oil of the acacia flowers she made was burned out, but it seemed a little strange, those head oils were packed in small porcelain bottles, and they should not be burned by fire, but no one had seen them, and they might have been crushed into pieces.

It's a pity that the good hair oil, she has made a lot, it is estimated that it is enough for the princess and her sister to use it for about a year, she doesn't like to use it herself, because no matter how good the incense is, when it comes to her, it will be turned into no fragrance by the hidden fragrance on her body, so it really doesn't matter to her?

And if you do it from now on, you really can't make a few bottles, and those flowers are going to fail.

Bai Mei helped Shen Qingci pinch these flowers one by one, she picked one up and put it in front of her eyes, "It's not as good as before, it's no wonder, it's cold." ”