Chapter 113: The Flowers Are Wilting

I slept on the floor!

Jiayin is not a dishonest person who sleeps.

Occasionally, the posture of sleeping is restless, and occasionally waking up and turning over and falling to the ground, but waking up on the ground is really rare.

I rubbed my eyes that were a little confused, and some parts of the stinging and some of the sore joints were still faintly itchy, but they were negligible. After this night's rest, Jiayin almost thought that she was not injured. Sitting up from the ground, feeling the support and warmth of the floor to her body, especially the floor basking in the sun, there was extra heat, and she really didn't think that last night's dream had any effect on today.

It's just a dream.

The mobile phone was being thrown at the head of the bed, and Jiayin was a little afraid to open it, so she took out the charger first and charged it.

When she finally stood up from the ground, she remembered that there should be no food at home.

Her task today is to see what she has at home and add something.

And, cut off from the outside world.

Live a life of isolation.

The washroom was clean as always.

The soap turned out to be cracked.

A pleasant flush.

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Most of the wounds on the body are scabbed.

Some of the redness and swelling have also disappeared.

Jia Yin changed into a comfortable cotton dress from the wardrobe and put it on her body, which was skin-friendly and warm.

"It's strange, it's a little cold!" Jiayin touched his skin, and his fingertips came from his normal body temperature, but somewhere in his heart was extremely cold and stuffy.

Jiayin suspects that she has a perceptual error.

Slip out of the bedroom and into the familiar living room.

The family's house is a multi-storey building, her and her sister's room is upstairs, and her parents' are downstairs.

When he came to the living room on the second floor, Jiayin found that the house was extremely tidy.

There was no one to live in for a while, but it didn't look like no one was cleaning up.

"Oh, the music!" Jiayin couldn't stand the silence in the room, turned on the stereo, touched a record and put it in, and started playing.

Because I don't dare to turn on the phone, I can't open the music software to play the popular music I like to listen to.

The record is a piano music, listen to the good news casually, and I am not in the mood to enjoy it.

Just make do with it.

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The clock points to eleven o'clock.

Jiayin enjoyed the music for a while, and walked to the balcony to receive ultraviolet light.

Ah, today's calcium supplementation has begun.

Jiayin's voice rang in his ears.

"My little voice, you have to bask in the sun every day." Dad was always kind enough to lure her out into the sun.

As a result, the skin was tanned, and no matter how many whitening pills I ate, I couldn't come back.

Yi Jiaqi will not be so well-behaved and obedient, "Don't show it, didn't you listen to the teacher, are ultraviolet rays harmful to the human body?" The brain is w. ”

Yi Jiayin: "......" She is my own sister, you can't beat her.

Now the sun is just right, but her parents are not around, so she can only bask the three of them back together.

basking in the sun with Jiayin, there are so many plants on the balcony.

Jiayin stared at the sunlight shining on the dwarf sunflowers, peaches, and poppies on the balcony, and lost her mind.

The light spread out like the color of the rainbow.

The flowers are wilted, and it seems that they are not well cared for.

Also, the mother is gone, who can continue to raise these flowers?!

There is a shortage of water, but now that the sun is so bad, I can only water it less first, and then water it thoroughly at night.

Under the scorching sun, it's best not to water, but my mother said that it shouldn't be too rigid.

If it is obvious to the naked eye that the potting soil is very dry, or if the plants are wilting, it is necessary to replenish water.

Jiayin walked into the balcony and saw a small watering pot in the middle of a pile of plants, and there was still water in it.

I touched the body of the pot with my hand, it was a little hot, as if it had been placed on the balcony, and it was very hot in the sun.

Or get some new water.

After catching some water at the sink, Jia Yin irrigated the plants on the balcony shallowly.

Jiayin knows a little, but only half-understood, usually according to his mother's teachings and passwords, step by step, according to the same gourd.

If you want to take deep and meticulous care of these little angels of chlorophyll, you have to be a mother.

yes, what's the downside......

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