Since Lin Dongqing met Meng Fangzhi in the flower garden, the more he got to know him, the more he felt that Meng Fangzhi was a good young man.

The two have a common hobby, and as the relationship deepens, they have become year-old friends.

Although his children and grandchildren are very filial, there are few who have similar hobbies to him.

Neither can he accompany him on the chessboard for a hundred rounds, nor can he accompany him to taste tea, Meng Fang knows that such a young man with a gentle personality and respect for the old is really to his heart.

After a few days, the two of them were as good as something.

Meng Fang knew that his grandfather died early, and now when he sees Lin Dongqing, it is as if he saw his grandfather.

Recently, he has been cultivating nutrient soil suitable for different plants, so he often goes up the mountain.

Lin Dongqing knew about it, so he followed.

On the same day, he dug a nest of honeysuckle vines from the mountain, and his grandmother asked him what he was doing, and he said that he would plant it in the yard.

In the past, honeysuckle grew everywhere on Qingyang Mountain, but now you have to go a little farther to see it.

Grandma Liu didn't blame the old man, but she liked the honeysuckle he brought back, and praised him rarely.

"Honeysuckle is fragrant and pleasant, and it can be used to drink tea, and it is good to pick some to dry it to make tea when the time comes."

Lin Dongqing couldn't help but his beard, and couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

Since Grandpa Lin received a compliment from his wife, he ran up the mountain more often, but after a few days, his grandmother didn't let him go.

After all, I'm old, and the road on the mountain is not easy to walk, so if the soles of my feet slip that day, I guess I have to take my life into it.

I couldn't go to the mountain, so the old man chose to go to Meng Fangzhi, and Lin Shuhua found that her father was like a little hamster, often taking things back from the flower garden.

Sometimes it's a flower pot, sometimes it's a potted plant, and the succulent is also given to him by Meng Fangzhi.

After listening to the whole development of the incident, Gu Jingyun felt quite embarrassed in his heart.

Zhuang Tingting and her husband are in business after all, and now they give her grandfather so many things in vain, although they are not worth much, it is not good to always be like this.

Grandma Liu rolled her eyes at the old man, and said to Gu Jingyun again, "Your grandfather is so old, and he always takes other people's things, and people are not related to us, if we are always like this, even if people don't say anything, I don't think we are rude!" I've already told your grandfather to ask him to go less in the future. ”

Lin Dongqing suddenly felt aggrieved, the old woman really wronged him.

Many of these things were brought back by Meng Fang when he knew that they didn't want him, and the flower pot was knocked out, and Meng Fang knew that his daughter-in-law said that she was going to throw it away, and he took it back because he looked at it and felt that it was a waste.

Those meaty ones too, he got them back when he was sick and couldn't sell them.

The young man surnamed Meng also said that he would give him healthy meat, but he didn't ask for it.

When he came back, he cleaned the sick fleshy roots with water again, added the nutrient soil made by Meng Fangzhixin, and put them into a new container.

I didn't do anything more, but the succulent sprouts grew back in a few days.

Lin Dongqing felt very proud in his heart, didn't he see that Meng Fangzhi couldn't raise the meat, and he had raised it!

Now, Gu Qianyun, who was still a little embarrassed just now, began to sympathize with her grandfather in her heart.

The old man had nothing to do at home for a day, and he finally cultivated a hobby, and it was just wiped out.

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