After inquiring for two days, Shen Jiming rented a small farm yard in the eastern suburbs, with a monthly rent of 3,000, although it is not cheap, but it is remote enough and hidden enough, a two-story building, with a small courtyard of dozens of square meters, with a wall more than two meters high and a large iron gate outside, and the house is surrounded by farmland and big trees.

After settling down, Shen Jiming planned to buy a second-hand van in a few days, so that it would be convenient to enter and exit the city.

After my mother was discharged from the hospital last time, the hospital returned 120,000 yuan, so Shen Jiming is not short of money for the time being, as for work, he didn't think about it for the time being, the existence of magic flower pots made him absolutely determined to pay attention to the planting of flowers and plants, as for planting vegetables and fruits, he directly ignored it, good seeds are not good to sell, good sales are not daring to sell, once it is discovered, it is a trouble.

There are only seven or eight days left before the full moon night in the middle of September of the lunar calendar, so Shen Jiming is not in a hurry to plant flowers and plants, but goes to the flower market in the nearby Sansheng Township for two or three days, and makes up for a few nights of flower and plant knowledge on the Internet, and then goes to the second-hand car market to buy a half-new van for 7,000 yuan, and goes to the flower market to wholesale a batch of flower pots, soil, and seeds of various styles.

The next day, he drove to No. 75 Hedong Street.

Because there were only three days left before the underground transaction of the Silver Moon Club, he decided to find Su Meimei's grandmother and ask where she got those star coins in the first place, although he got more than 2,000 star coins from the black python, but the more money that can buy such a good thing as a magic flower pot, the better.

There are not many people in the old community, most of them are old men and old ladies who buy vegetables and walk around the corner, Shen Jiming found the thirteen buildings, the yard was unusually quiet, and he didn't even see a cat or dog, the uneven ground was overgrown with sparse weeds, just like no one had lived for a long time, and there were some paper money scattered on the ground, and it seemed that someone had died here not long ago.

Shen Jiming climbed up the narrow staircase to the sixth floor in one breath, and the left and right doors were closed tightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he knocked on the door of Grandma Su Meimei's room on the left, but no one opened it after knocking for a long time, and just when he thought that no one was at home and was about to turn away, the door next to him opened, and a middle-aged woman poked her head out.

"Who's you looking for, young man?" asked the woman, somewhat wary.

"Eldest sister, I'm here to find Su Meimei's grandmother!" Shen Jiming hurriedly said.

"Who are you?" said the middle-aged woman with a look of surprise on her face.

"Oh, I'm a friend of Su Meimei, I came here once after she was killed, grandma entrusted me to go to Su Meimei's grave last time to help take a look, because I was busy with other things for a while, so I came to tell her today!"

Shen Jiming looked at the middle-aged woman who still had some uncertain expression, so he took out a card from his bag and handed it to the middle-aged woman: "Look, eldest sister, I'm not a bad person, this is the card that Su Meimei's grandmother gave me at that time, and it is the location of Su Meimei's mausoleum!"

The middle-aged woman took it and gave it back to him, and then said with a slightly sad face: "Young man, you are late, my wife died half a month ago, because she has no relatives at home, and it is still the aftermath arranged by our neighbors and community staff, poor ah, Mei Mei is pitiful, my wife is also pitiful, this family is pitiful, and they have all died in a few years!"

Shen Jiming held the card and didn't know what to say!

"By the way, young man, did you come to deliver the courier last time?" asked the middle-aged woman, wiping her tears.

Shen Jiming hurriedly nodded: "Yes, last time, I came to deliver the courier at night, and my wife asked me to visit Su Meimei in the cemetery." ”

"That's right, wait a minute, my wife left you something for me to give to you!"

The middle-aged woman turned to enter the house as she spoke, and after a while took out a small black cloth bag and handed it to him.

"My wife specially left it for me?" Shen Jiming was surprised, took the cloth bag and opened it, and when he saw the contents of it, he felt that his heart suddenly stopped beating.

A thin necklace with a meniscus pendant on it.

This necklace is too familiar to him, it is the one that was worn around Su Meimei's neck, and later he put it in front of Su Meimei's tombstone when he went to the cemetery, but why did it suddenly appear in the hands of the old lady again, and it was specially reserved for himself?

The more Shen Jiming thought about it, the more chills he felt, and just as he was about to look up and ask, he found that the middle-aged woman had closed the door.

After standing in the corridor for a long time, Shen Jiming sighed and went downstairs.

Maybe the old lady went to Su Meimei's grave again before she died, and then found this necklace and brought it back, as for why she left it for him, Shen Jiming couldn't figure it out.

Su Meimei's grandmother died, causing Shen Jiming to inquire about the origin of the star coins in vain, and then drove to Yulong Street full of worries.

After what happened in the Stone Ladder Temple, Shen Jiming probably understood that what was in his head was not a brain tumor, but another sign of the awakening of the ability, so he decided to go to Xia Wenwen and explain to her that as long as she was willing to follow him, take good care of her, and the two lived together.

For that timid, diligent and kind girl, Shen Jiming still has a lot of guilt in his heart, and of course he is full of gratitude.

He has grown so big, except for his parents, no one has taken care of him like Xia Wenwen, washing his clothes, cooking for him, making tea for him, and even buying him teacups and tea leaves.

The curling jasmine-flavored tea fragrance is the warmest tea Shen Jiming has ever smelled and drunk in his life.

Her timidity, her gentleness, and her kindness are enough to make Shen Jiming's heart move and worth cherishing.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

Shen Jiming stood on the fifth floor, and knocked on the door of the room where Xia Wenwen lived for a long time, but there was no sound inside, so he had to go downstairs to the room where he lived before, took out the key and opened it.

Nothing has changed inside.

It's still the same as when I left, tidy up, the floor is still so clean, and even a brand new teacup is still on the old coffee table.

The bedroom was still the same, with a note and an inspection slip pressed under a small porcelain doll.

On the note was Shen Jiming's handwritten words, but it was stained with tears, but there were a few more small characters at the bottom of the note, and the ink had traces of opening: Shen Jiming, I hate you!

Alas, Shen Jiming looked at the words on the note and sat on the bed.

The world is a big dream, life is cool several times, and in the empty room, an inexplicable sadness spreads in an instant.

After staying for a long time, Shen Jiming smiled bitterly and reached out to pick up the note and the checklist and was about to leave, but just as he picked up the checklist, a card fell from it.