After lunch, Shi Jiamu stuck to his post until three o'clock, locked the glass door of the library, and rode to the flower and bird market in the city center.

He spent five cents to store his bicycle, put his hands in his pockets, and leisurely walked from the street to the end of the street, watching buyers and sellers bargain with a cold eye. In the eyes of him, a "professional", those shabby-dressed and honest businessmen have a lot of vain heads, and a clump of ordinary orchids, just dug up from the soil and put on a rough flower pot, dare to raise the price 20 times or 30 times, regardless of whether there is a "pot" or not, and the layman does not know that he has been cut off, and he buys it back at a high price, and in a few months it will have to be thrown into the garbage heap.

Potted flowers are not so easy to raise, and the nature of flowers and plants is inseparable from the land and wind dew.

Shi Jiamu has never spent money in the flower and bird market. He only built a flower bed out of bricks on the balcony of his house and planted a low cypress tree, which was moved from his parents' grave as a memorial.

Although he studied gardening, he didn't like to work with flowers and plants.

As the sun gradually turned westward, Shi Jiamu weighed a few catties of the cheapest mud and asked the shopkeeper to pack it in a plastic bag, he guessed that Chen Lian would not prepare tools for shoveling soil, so he bought a shovel with a plastic handle by the way.

There was a big bag of mud in the car basket, the weight was not light, the faucet was a little disobedient, Shi Jiamu adapted to a while, and then sped up and pedaled towards Xie An's courtyard.

The foreign teachers hired by the school usually live in the expert building behind the dormitory, and the decoration facilities are equivalent to the standard rooms of a hotel, and the rent is very cheap, which is also a benefit for foreign teachers. However, Chen Lian did not live on campus, she bought a townhouse in the nearby Xie An Courtyard, located in the shade of the trees in the southwest corner, the environment is very quiet, and the developer also attached a small courtyard, with a moon cave door and stone carved windows on the outer wall, which has the taste of a private garden.

It is said that it is a stone carving window, in fact, it is a pattern of cement pouring, who will use genuine stone carving in these years, the developer is very shrewd, there are carved windows without carved windows is two prices, and cement can also be sold at a good price.

Shi Jiamu pushed his bicycle around the door of the Moon Cave, picked up the rusted door knocker and knocked it a few times.

There was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and the mottled wooden door opened inward, and Shi Jiamu saw Chen Lian's figure, and his heart jumped up uncontrollably.

She was dressed in homely clothes, her hair was loosely draped, and she wore it in a bun at the back of her head. Shi Jiamu didn't dare to look at it more, but subconsciously felt that she was not the same as in the afternoon.

"It's affecting your arrangements for the evening."

"It doesn't matter. It's still early, let's plant the palm bamboo first, and you won't be able to see it clearly when it's dark. ”

“…… It's good. Is there anything I need to do? ”

"There's nothing I need to help with just yet." Shi Jiamu said as he rolled up his sleeves, looked around, and decided to plant the palm bamboo in the corner near the east wall.

Chen Lian borrowed "Family Raising Flowers in December", probably to make grass for the flowers and take care of the yard, in Shi Jiamu's opinion, she is obviously not good at it. Courtyard design belongs to the category of garden design, is a special knowledge, pay attention to local conditions, ingenuity, just according to the so-called "flower collection" alone exploration, it is difficult to create the overall artistic conception.

For Chen Lian, it is rare to have such an interest. As far as he knows, whether it is a female student in a vocational school or a female colleague in school, as long as they are younger, thin and beautiful, they are all keen on clothing and pleasure - of course, this is understandable.

With his stomach full of thoughts, and the work at hand was not ambiguous at all, he quickly dug a pit, removed the gravel, poured down most of the half bag of mud, gathered a mound of earth with a shovel, dug another pit at the top, like a volcanic crater, planted the palm bamboo in it upright, filled it with the remaining mud, watered it thoroughly, and pressed the gravel around the roots.

"In ancient times, plantains were planted in the corners of the garden, and in the dead of night, listening to the sound of rain hitting plantains was like hitting the heart. However, when I was studying, the teacher who taught garden design said that the rain hitting the plantain sounds similar to hitting the air conditioner, the crackling is annoying, and the insomnia is not counted, and the neighbors will complain if they don't get it, so it's better not to plant it. ”

Chen Lian didn't smile, looked at the twilight on the horizon, and said lightly: "I have no neighbors." ”

"Isn't there anyone living in the villa next door?" Shi Jiamu guessed that the owner probably had another place to live, and the purpose of buying a house in Xie An Courtyard was for investment, and a rich man buying a house was like him buying a piece of tofu, so he didn't have to be careful about it.

"I liked the quietness, so I bought the villas on both sides. That way no one will bother. ”

Shi Jiamu subconsciously glanced at her and thought, "It's such a luxury, how much does it cost!" ”

He turned on the faucet to wash the dirt off his hands, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's not early, I'm going back, I'll leave the shovel for you." ”

"Stay for a light meal, I'm ready."

"No more trouble."

"It's not a hassle at all, I don't know how to cook Chinese food, just the simplest sandwiches. If you can't get used to it, forget it. ”

Shi Jiamu hesitated for a moment and decided to accept her kindness. He changed his slippers beside the steps and followed Chen Lian into the living room. To his surprise, the living room was empty, and there was nothing but a dining table and four chairs.

On the table are two plates with sandwiches and two slices of bread sandwiched with lettuce, tomato and luncheon meat.