No one paid attention to him, and Lin Dongqing was also happy.

He first looked at the potted pothos, spider plants and other green plants placed at the door, and then walked along the path of the flower garden.

As he walked, he saw Meng Fangzhi turning the soil inside.

Lin Dongqing saw that he first poured a bucket of black humus into a pit in the ground, then added mountain mud, river sand, and plant ash in turn, and finally added some gray-white powdered substance, which was constantly turned with a shovel to make these materials evenly mixed together.

Lin Dongqing looked at it seriously and attentively, thinking about the question in his heart, and asked it without paying attention.

"Young man, I know why you added these humus soil and river sand, but what is this white powder you added at the end, and is there any use in adding it?" It's just that the old man has been in good health recently, and his voice is very loud.

Shaking his whole body suddenly, Meng Fangzhi, who was originally concentrating on his work, was frightened by the old man at this time.

Such a big living person, he has not been discovered for so long, this sudden throat, his soul has not come back for a while, this uncle is simply out of the ordinary!

I felt that they should really have a dog at the door, and it could squeak when someone came.

Lin Dongqing was so trembling when he saw this young man, and he knew that he was scared of other people's children, but his personality has always been awkward, and he was embarrassed to apologize to him, so he looked a little embarrassed to stand there all the time.

After a while, Meng Fangzhi relieved himself before he asked, "Is the young man okay?" ”

Meng Fangzhi was originally a gentle person, and when he saw such an old man, he didn't blame him in his heart, and replied with a smile, "It's okay."

Remembering the question the old man asked just now, he explained, "Oh, I added bone meal, which is a fat powder made by grinding and fermenting animal miscellaneous bones. The content of phosphate fertilizer is very high, however, it is generally not allowed to add more to flower fertilizer. ”

Lin Dongqing nodded thoughtfully, thought about it and asked a question he often encountered when planting flowers, "Then the rhododendrons I often raise, the leaves are often withered and burnt, do you know what the reason is?" ”

Last spring, his second son brought back a few pots of azaleas.

When the flower came back, it bloomed well, and he took care of it seriously, but the flower didn't bloom for long, and after a while the leaves began to turn yellow and fall, and even the flowers became sick, and there were fewer flowers this year.

He did as the book said, but it was much worse.

"Old man, do you often fertilize flowers?" Meng Fang asked.

Lin Dongqing nodded, "Isn't it, I saw it in a book on raising flowers before, saying that azaleas like fertilizer, and they need to be fertilized frequently, what, isn't this right?" “

"It's not wrong, but you may fertilize too often or too thickly, which can burn the roots and scorch. We must choose a good time for fertilization, and apply fertilizers containing more phosphorus and iron before flowering in spring, so that the flower color is more vivid; In the post-flowering growth period, more nitrogen is required; Fertilizer concentration increased during flower bud differentiation in August......"

Meng Fangzhi talked a lot about planting flowers with Lin Dongqing, and Old Man Lin also listened carefully.

I really didn't expect that he could meet an expert in planting flowers in Changshui Village.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^