"This is too exaggerated, isn't it!" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment in response, and then the color of rice being sunburned into wheat came to his mind, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Where is the exaggeration. Fang Fei said it seriously, but he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Yao'er is indeed out of childishness now, handsome, and very sunny, I think it's good. Lin Yi said seriously.

"This year's summer is almost coming, no matter how much Yao'er is not afraid of the sun, the Xueya girl is also not afraid of the sun, but I am always faintly worried in my eyes. Fang Fei chattered, "Wait for Brother Feng to send a new oil-paper umbrella tomorrow, no matter what, I have to ask Xueya to bring the oil-paper umbrella, in the past five years, I haven't seen her go out with Yao'er except for rainy days, of course, I don't have to say anything about the cool day, but the two of them are still staying like that in such a big sun, it really hurts me." ”

"There is a proverb in the world: exposure to the sun in the body, distress in the mother. Lin Yi understood it clearly. As a father, Lin Yi looked at his son, but he didn't have such worries, just like seeing someone walking against the wind wouldn't be careful that he stepped into the air and fell, that was also understandable.

"The sun is in the child's body, and the heart is distressed in the mother's mother. The first time I heard it, I felt like your own. ”

The original words of the proverb are: hit the child's body, hurt in the mother's heart. ”

"You...... Is there really such a saying?"

"That's true. ”

"Heh......"

"The day before yesterday, you asked my eldest brother to buy an oil-paper umbrella, it turned out that this was for this!"

"Of course, every time I asked Miss Xueya to go out with an umbrella, Yao'er always didn't let her bring it, and I asked Yao'er why a few days ago, and Yao'er said that our oil-paper umbrella was old, tacky, and not elegant at all. ”

"No wonder you said that you bought everything that was elegant. Lin Yi said suddenly, "But how do I feel that Yao'er's words are just a rejection? When did Yao'er be picky about food, clothing, and use, he loved to run and jump under the sun since he was a child, and he never liked to use umbrellas." ”

"I've also thought that this might be Yao'er's excuse. Fang Fei said, "But since he has said that, I will follow his wishes to handle this matter, buy some elegant umbrellas and come back, and see what he will say......"

Early in the morning of the next day, Feng Li's carriage procession appeared at the gate of Lin Yin Village. Then I saw that the radiant Feng Li stepped down from the front carriage.

Feng Li's business has become bigger and bigger in recent years, and now it is mainly engaged in tea shops, which has developed to seven stores, the farthest opening in Changle City, the capital of Minhaigi District. Changle City is located in the Ba Min Strait, with a large port for huge ships to anchor, Feng Li's "Mengmeng Liang Tea Shop" has merchants from Wanzhou Fangguo to buy, the name of "Fanglu Tea" is not far away.

The boundary of Daiyang belongs to Yueqing County, Yueqing County belongs to Wenzhou, and Wenzhou belongs to Jiangnangi District. Jiangnan is the richest in the nineteen districts of the Great Chu Dynasty, and its capital Jinling City can be compared with the four direct subordinates, and the overall scale is much more prosperous than the eight scattered regions, seven jurisdictions, and sixty-four square countries.

Jinling City, with a population of more than 2 million, is farther away from Wenzhou than Changle City, which has a population of more than 1 million, and Fengli's business is not that far. Looking at the world, looking at Shenzhou, looking at Jiangnan, in fact, Feng Li's current business is very small, and there is still a long way to go.

The morning light had just sprinkled into the east wing, Lin Yao was sleeping soundly, the gurgling of the carriage, and the sound of many people's footsteps clattering, causing the little guy's dream to end......

"Brother Feng, it's so early!" Lin Yi's greeting sounded.

"It's time to get used to it. Feng Li's casual response.

"I see, bring the oil-paper umbrella to the study, so many?" Lin Yi was a little surprised.

"Thirty-two, it's not much!" Feng Li said with a smile.

"Flower ......"

"These five pots of camellias, I specially bought a gift for you in Changle City, I had to put it at home in the early days, and it was not convenient to come from Yueqing the day before yesterday, and I sent it to you today, and it happened to be in full bloom. ”

"Camellia is delicate, I still ...... I haven't raised it, I'm afraid I don't know how to take care of it. ”

"I think it was the first time that you planted tea trees and tea trees! Now it's not growing so well, and it's just five pots of camellias, how difficult it can be to raise. ”

"Although the tea tree, tea tree, and camellia tree belong to the same branch, they are all good at winning, but they are not simple!"

"As long as you go to the Boulevard, I believe that any tree will grow well. These five pots of camellias, Brother Lin, you see, where should they be placed. ”

"Well, in the middle of the courtyard. Chun Zhang, Xia Rong, Qiu Gui, Dong Liu, you go and move the oil paper umbrella to the study. As soon as Lin Yi's words fell, the sound of footsteps began to act.

"The four little guys I bought for you last year are now all in a new spirit!" Feng Li's hearty admiration sounded immediately.

"Thank you Brother Feng, I bother you every time, and I bother you to buy an oil-paper umbrella this time, but I didn't expect you to bother to buy delicate camellia flowers from Changle City, which really makes me a little unhappy. ”

"You can bother me, that's because you can afford me! Isn't it? It's a great honor, Brother Lin, don't be polite to me. ”

"Good. Look at these five pots of camellias, they should all have good names, right?"

"One pot is called 'Emperor Shun's Second Concubine', one pot is called 'Four Generations of Enchantresses', one pot is called 'Seven Sages', one pot is called 'Nine Great Eight Beads Inlaid with Gold and Jade', and one pot is called 'Red Dust Three Immortals'. The name of each of the five pots of camellia corresponds to it, and it is clear at a glance that I don't need to explain more. ”

"Listening to the name, it feels very strange. ”

"How does it feel to look at the past?"

"Complement each other, live and fragrant, and suddenly make the humble house more brilliant......"

At this moment, in the east wing, Lin Yao turned over and closed his eyes, still going to sleep and waking up naturally.

When Lin Yao got up to eat breakfast, Feng Li's carriage procession was no longer visible, this businessman was indeed busy running, just while talking to Lin Yi in the courtyard, the men under his hand looked for Su Luo to load the goods, and went without too much delay.

Lin Yi is often very idle, most of the things have been handed over to Su Luo to take care of, and on weekdays, Su Luo receives Feng Li's men, and in the past few years, Feng Li has been busy expanding the tea shop business everywhere, and it is rare to be able to run Lin Yin Zhuang twice a month.

In the main hall, Xue Ya still drank her water by herself, and Lin Yi, Lin Yao, Fang Fei, and Ming Xiang also sat and ate porridge together.

Lin Yi ate a little fast today, but in fact, he ate less than usual, only one bowl and didn't add more, and he leaned back on the chair and looked ahead without speaking.

Lin Yi looked quietly ahead, looking out from the door of the main hall, his eyes falling on the five pots of camellia that had just been placed in the middle of the courtyard. Lin Yao, who was sitting on the left-hand side, found that his father's expression was different, and he felt very different from his father's daze in the past, so he immediately used the premeditation technique to probe into his father's eyes.

Fang Fei first saw that her son's expression was a little wrong, and then she noticed that her husband's expression was different.

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?" Fang Fei pushed her husband's arm.

"I ......" Lin Yi sneered slightly.

"What the hell is going on?" Fang Fei felt the chill.

"I think of some of the past, so I'm a little sad. Lin Yi said quietly.

Fang Fei, who had a clear heart, heard her husband say this, and nine times out of ten she thought of his deceased parents, so how could she ask again, so she had to give her son a look and let him eat porridge.

Lin Yao, who was confused, also buried his head in eating porridge, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the five pots of camellia in the middle of the courtyard, looking back at his father and mother, and always a little confused in his heart about the image that he couldn't fathom just now.

"My father loved camellia very much when he was alive, and I can't remember his voice and smile clearly, but looking at the camellia today, I think of my father's figure who took care of camellia every time he had time......"

Lin Yi took care of himself, Lin Yao and Fang Fei listened quietly, and Xue Ya and Mingxiang who were present also listened silently.

Fang Fei caught a glimpse of her husband's eyes moistened.

"After my father passed away, I left two pots of camellia to be taken over by my mother, and I knew that my mother took care of them carefully, but it didn't take long for the two pots of camellia to be... All withered... No ......."

Lin Yi couldn't help but choke, but the tears in his eyes couldn't help rolling down, and they suddenly fell low in his throat, and the sobs were trembling.

Fang Fei gently held her husband's right hand, and accompanied him quietly like this, for recalling the grief of losing his parents when he was a teenager, it was impossible for others to comfort him with any words, only let him solve it himself, since he cried, it would be better slowly.

Seeing his father in such a state, Lin Yao still felt indescribably vague, touching the scene and sadness, and the sadness came from it, and he couldn't understand this level of human emotion.