One of my girlfriend's favorite things to do, drying her shrimp, fish, cabbage.

But she doesn't show off indiscriminately.

It's just that when the shrimp and shrimp hold their eggs, the fish spawn, and the cabbage sprouts, they happily show me the picture.

I'm really envious, at a time when everyone can't go out, they can still play with shrimp and shrimp, fish and fish, and cabbage, and watch them sprout new life.

But not on my side.

My mother soaked mung beans and planted them in a grid dish that she had planted many times before, but after a few days, the mung beans did not sprout.

When I looked at the temperature, it was 2 degrees, so it was strange that it could sprout.

But girlfriends can sprout on their side, why?

Because she is from Sichuan!

Land flowing with milk and honey! Warm in winter and cool in summer!

I was envious.

Speaking of which, I bought flower pots and seeds for my mother a few years ago, and then went outside with her to dig up a lot of soil so that she could grow vegetables.

However, that kind of seed never sprouted.

It seems like I bought bad seeds. Of course, it may also be because she kept those kinds of seeds for a whole year and didn't take them out of the plastic packaging, and they all died.

After several months of sowing seeds, all kinds of seeds never germinated, and my mother gave up.

However, when I came home in the winter, I found a clump of clover in a pot.

That's the seed that we naturally carried in the soil when we went to dig in the field, right?

It grew in near-freezing temperatures, holding its tiny leaves and looking out the window at the sun.

My mom would water it occasionally and didn't unplug it.

It's growing day by day.

I have to admit that when I first saw it, I did feel the urge to pull it out. After all, there are shallots planted by my mother next to it. On the side of the shallot, how can the weeds be allowed to sleep soundly?

However, now is an extraordinary time, we are even closed to the community, I can't get out, I can't get in, I can't see the flowers, I can't see the grass, I can't see the cats in the community, I can't go downstairs with a broken leg, I can only imagine that everything in the world is withering.

In this gray winter, apart from me and my mother, the only living creatures in the room are shallots and it.

I can't do it.

One look at it, I decided to keep it with the shallots.

To this day, the clover is still thriving, opening its little slap to the sun every day.