Lao Li Tou's home is located in an old town in the city, where people who have dedicated their lives to the city are inhabited, and many people in the city government want to demolish this old town, but they are all rejected by the superiors.

If a city forgets the people who made it develop, forgets its roots, then there is no need for the city to continue to exist.

Although it is an old town, the environment here is not bad at all, and even compared with other communities, it is more peaceful and the environment is more beautiful.

"This place was originally designed by a group of us, how about it, it's much better than your so-called garden villas, there are a lot of flowers planted here in this city, but only here can be seen. Lao Li Tou said that his domain was just smiling from ear to ear.

The flowers are concentrated on the dirt waterways, and these flowers come in a variety of colors, and many of them are not found in other places.

Huang Mao also seems to know a little about flowers, and he pulled his girlfriend to observe in the field.

"Take a picture of me. The woman looked at a large bright red flower, and her eyes shone brightly.

Seeing the joy of the two in front of their former masterpieces, Lao Li Tou also laughed softly.

"Many of these flowers are extinct, and you will never see them again, but I still have some at home, and I will give them to you if you like them. Lao Li Tou suddenly remembered that he still had a lot of flower seeds left at home and not planted.

"Really!!" Huang Mao heard Lao Litou's words, and was so excited that he almost lost the camera in his hand.

"I can give you flowers, but this kind of flower is a craft, and you don't have to have hands. ”

Huang Mao patted his chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, I studied garden gardening in France, is it okay for me to plant flowers?"

Lao Li Tou ignored Huang Mao's boasting and shouted, and led the two into a very classical house.

The house is built in the style of a single villa, but unlike modern tech villas, this kind of villa is unaesthetically pleasing, but surprisingly spacious.

Entering through the main door is a large hall that connects to the other rooms, each of which is connected by a single door.

It takes on a circular pattern.

"Uncle, your anti-theft measures are too bad, and anyone in this house can get into a thief casually. Huang Mao looked at this simple anti-theft measures, and really didn't understand whether it was safe to live in this kind of place.

Lao Li Tou said with a smile: "I don't know if it is anti-theft, but it is comfortable to live here, isn't the most important thing about this house to live comfortably? Besides, what kind of thief would come to this kind of place to steal, could it be that he wants to steal me?"

Huang Mao looked at the house like "four walls", as if there was indeed nothing worth stealing.

Through the hall, there is a hole inside, and the hall outside has no characteristics, but after entering the middle hall, the structure here is unexpectedly elegant, and there are a lot of flowers on both sides, all of which are species that Huang Mao has never seen.

Walking through this flower-scented path is to officially enter the hut.

"Uncle, what are those before, why do you have to set up a room like that in your house, but not like a room. Huang Mao said, to be honest, the previous hall was almost completely useless, could it be the garden of the villa here?

Lao Li said lightly: "That is an old building left over from the last century, we don't want to demolish it, this hut is my home." ”

In front of everyone's eyes, a chic garden cottage sits quietly on the ground, and on this cottage is actually overgrown with various flowers, decorating the cottage in a very warm way.

Gently push the door open, the interior layout is very simple and elegant, and the most common thing is a variety of flowers and vegetation.

"Here······ Is it really a place where people live?" Huang Mao was intoxicated by this world of flowers, and compared with the old man's home, the villa in his own house felt a lot less forced.

Lao Li Tou seemed to be very satisfied with the reaction of the two, and finally entered his home with the two.

This unique room-within-a-room has finally welcomed guests from the outside world again after such a long time.

After a few simple stir-fried dishes, the fragrance was wafting in the air, and he lived alone for a long time, and Lao Litou's cooking skills became more exquisite in this situation.

Huang Mao seems to have not eaten this kind of meal for a long time, and before he knew it, he was directly eating three bowls of rice, and the meal was quickly eaten by the three of them.

Even though Lao Li Tou increased the weight, he still underestimated the amount of food that young people eat now.

"Uncle, I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be really good, the Michelin chef in my house I don't think the food is as good as yours. Huang Mao lay down on the chair contentedly, stroking his bulging belly.

Lao Li Tou smiled disdainfully and said: "What Michelin chefs can compare with me? I can cook a little bit of a dish, and it is known as a high-end food art, and I can't eat enough to eat a fart of food." ”

"Hey, hey. Huang Mao smiled and did not refute Lao Litou's words.

After eating and drinking, Lao Li Tou put away the dishes and chopsticks and sat with Huang Mao to drink tea, the tea here is made of unique flowers here, and the fragrance of flowers is very strong.

When you take a sip gently, you can feel your whole spirit and body soaring, and the sweet juice of the flowers slides into your stomach through the throat, making the whole person warm.

"Uncle, sometimes I always feel as if I am in a dream, I feel that everything in this world is not very real, and there are often some strange pictures in my mind, do you say that I am too stressed. Huang Mao squinted slightly, letting the sun above shine on his face, warm.

Lao Li Tou was also closing his eyes to recuperate, and when he heard Huang Mao's words, he was silent for a while, and said: "It's normal for people to be under pressure now, but how old are you, and you haven't had a formal job yet, thinking about something all day long, just looking for pressure on yourself." ”

"Maybe, but I've been dreaming about strange things lately, as if the world is really fake, it's weird. Huang Mao's voice became lower and lower, and he slowly fell asleep.

Lao Li Tou looked at the two young people who were falling asleep, smiled softly, and lay on the recliner to let the sunlight enter his body through his skin.

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"Wow~~~~ It's so comfortable, uncle, I've never been so relaxed, thank you. Huang Mao smiled contentedly, and the feeling of weakness on his face before was gone.

It's as if I've been given a new lease of life.

"Take it. Old Li Tou threw a gray bag to Huang Mao, "There are most of the seeds of the flowers I have here." If you plant it well, these flowers in it can be dried into flower tea when they grow up. ”

"Your mental state has been abnormal for a long time, and drinking these flower teas regularly is good for your body. ”

Huang Mao looked at Lao Li with a grin, "Then old man, can we still come to you?"

Lao Li Tou waved his hand, "If you want to come, you can come by yourself, but next time you come back, bring your own food, I can't afford to support you two big stomachs." ”

Huang Mao replied with a smile and left Lao Litou's house with the girl.

The gently fluttering flowers swayed gently as the two of them left, and the pollen drifted off the flowers, blowing gently into the distance with the breeze.

Lao Li Tou looked at the sky in the distance and slowly walked back to his room.

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Falling into a dream gently, those mist-like things appeared in front of his eyes again, and a gray piece filled the whole world, stretching out his finger and touching it gently.

These mist are not the kind of mist formed by water droplets, this is the kind of mist that Huang Maodi has had in his dreams for I don't know how many times.

"What the hell are these things, and why do I have a sense of familiarity?" Huang Mao muttered to himself, and there seemed to be something different about today's dream.

In the mist, it seemed that a humanoid object had appeared, and it was flying gently towards Huang Mao.

Huang Mao's eyes widened slowly, and finally he could see the figure clearly.

"Uncle?!! why did you appear in my dream?" said Huang Mao in surprise, this was the first time he had seen anything other than fog in a dream.

Lao Li Tou looked at Huang Mao with a smile, "Do you think this is a dream, or is it your true way of being?"

Huang Mao didn't expect the old man to say such a thing as soon as he came, and he was stunned in place for a long time without reacting.

"What do you mean, uncle? I don't understand. ”

"We ancients once said that dreams are sometimes actually a real way of human existence, do you think the world you saw before is real?"

"It's not real, have I always lived in a dream?" Huang Mao didn't believe the old man's words. "Uncle, you can't have a problem drinking tea, right?"

Lao Li's face darkened, and he said: "Is it a dream, in fact, you already have the answer in your heart, but you don't want to believe the facts." ”

"Didn't you say that you always felt that the world was unreal, and why didn't you want to believe your feelings now?"

Huang Mao was silent, not knowing what to say.

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