Chen Lian borrowed a copy of "Family Raising Flowers in December" before the end of the semester, but she didn't return it for a long time.

One day in late May, she carried a palm bamboo to the teacher's library and carefully placed it in the corner.

The campus of Songjiang Middle School has a lot of palm bamboo, and the moist and soft soil under the shade of the trees is a suitable breeding ground for their growth. The palm bamboo that Chen Lian brought had obviously just been pulled out of the soil, and it had grown three or four leaves, and its root system was not very complete, and it seemed to be being pulled roughly.

This time, she came to return "Guns, Germs and Steel". Shi Jiamu pointed the scanning gun at the barcode on the title page, made a "beep" sound, and asked casually: "Do you plan to take that palm bamboo back to plant?" ”

"Palm bamboo? I thought it was Guanyin bamboo. Chen Lian was slightly stunned, she had planned to transplant it into a flower pot and put it in the corner of her desk.

"Palm bamboo and Guanyin bamboo are both plants of the genus Palm Bamboo in the palm family, and their appearance and habits are similar, and the main difference is in the leaves. The lobes of Guanyin bamboo leaves are wide and short, and the number is less than that of palm bamboo......" blurted out the botanical term, Shi Jiamu was worried about leaving a mocking impression on the other party, and hurriedly added, "I studied gardening ......"

Chen Lian glanced at him and asked with interest, "Are the lobes you are talking about the leaves of palm bamboo?" ”

The same can be said. Strictly speaking, the leaves of palm bamboo are palm-shaped and deeply split into 10 to 20 pieces, called lobes. The lobes of Guanyin bamboo are only 5 to 10. ”

"That's right."

"But that palm bamboo, probably can't be planted......"

"Why?"

Shi Jiamu hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "The soil is too dry, and the root system is damaged when it is pulled out, and it is difficult to survive." ”

"I'll go back and try it, and if it doesn't work, I'll ask you for advice." Chen Lian turned around lightly, bent down to pick up the palm bamboo, and the lines of her body were thrilling.

Looking at her figure disappearing outside the library, Shi Jiamu was confused, and there was only one thought left, she spoke Chinese so well, she pronounced words clearly, and even the flat tongue and rolled tongue, front and back nasal sounds could be clearly distinguished, and she couldn't hear the accent of a foreigner at all.

However, Chinese is not her mother tongue after all, for Chen Lian, she is only skillful in speaking a foreign language, with standard pronunciation, but lacking emotion, like a crystal clear stream, gurgling and flowing, but there is no surprise that gives birth to life.

A week later, Chen Lian came to the library to borrow books, and when she left, she told Shi Jiamu lightly that it was a pity that the palm bamboo had died.

To Shi Jiamu's surprise, Chen Lian, who had always been indifferent, took the initiative to talk to him, and the implication seemed to be that he hoped that he could provide some professional help.

"Uh...... If you're not busy, let's dig up a palm bamboo tree and take it home to plant ...... I mean, if the root system is intact, it is easier to survive......" Shi Jiamu's thinking was a little incoherent, and he spoke in a row.

"Leaving your job now won't bother you, right?"

"It's okay!" Shi Jiamu hurriedly stood up, accidentally hit the scanning gun with the back of his hand, and gasped in pain.

The two walked out of the library one after the other and wandered around the campus of Songjiang Middle School. In the early summer afternoon, the air is full of lazy atmosphere, the sun shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, projecting on the boulevard, Shi Jiamu's mood gradually brightens, like a crumpled paper soaked in water, every fold stretches out.

He no longer felt that Chen Lian was out of reach.

Under the shade of the trees, you can see green palm bamboos everywhere, swaying in the breeze. Shi Jiamu picked a sturdy single plant, with a long stalk wrapped in a brown reticulate fiber sheath and six or seven leaves.

"How's this one?"

"It's too big, I don't have a big pot, and it doesn't fit on my desk."

"Guanyin bamboo is delicate, suitable for planting in pots, palm bamboo should be planted in the corner of the wall, grow to more than one person high, rain on the leaves, have no taste. If the desk is cleared, the palm bamboo and Guanyin bamboo are not suitable, they grow too fast, and they are a little too rough. Well, does the place where you live have a yard? If it's a balcony, change it to a smaller one. ”

"There is a small yard...... Well, just listen to you. Chen Lian did not stick to the original idea.

Shi Jiamu rubbed his hands, found a fallen branch, and dug up the soil around the palm bamboo, carefully avoiding the roots. The soil was soft and covered with a layer of rotting dead leaves, and after a few minutes, he packed the palm bamboo into a plastic bag.

"Palm bamboo is not cold-tolerant, prefers a warm, moist and semi-shady environment, the soil should be fertile and breathable, slightly acidic sandy soil is the best, and soybean cake is used for fertilizer."

"It's so complicated!" Chen Lian frowned slightly, and then stretched out, "In this way, please come to my house to help plant it, sandy soil and bean cakes or something, please also ask you." ”

"No problem. When are you available? Shi Jiamu was overjoyed, and his heart beat like a deer.

"Something to do in the afternoon, if it's convenient, around five o'clock?"

"No problem!" Shi Jiamu agreed.

Chen Lian lowered her head and wrote the address to him, her wrist as white as jade.