Hi, it's Mr. Lin!

The next day, according to Chen Xiaonian's instructions, two of the bodyguards who went with her yesterday changed into casual clothes and went to the flower market. Because they did not stand in front of the boy, they did not attract attention and attention during the follow-up process. Suspect.The two of them didn't go directly to the boy's stall, they wandered around in the market for more than ten minutes before casually walking over.There happened to be a coffee and simple breakfast stall opposite, so they chose a seat that would not arouse suspicion. Although they didn't face the boy directly, their eyes could see his every move.

Today's boy was wearing a washed-out blue denim jacket, and the light brown suspender overalls were rolled up a few times to reveal his ankles.The white sneakers may have been worn for too long, and the naked eye can see that some places are yellowing.The boy may have just arrived, holding a piece of the cheapest white bread in his hand and eating deliciously, his alert eyes scanned the passing pedestrians back and forth, as if he was picking something.Suddenly he seemed to see something, jumped up with bright eyes, and stuffed the half-eaten bread into the pocket in front of him.He grabbed an old man with silver hair and plain clothes, and introduced him to his booth as if he met a bosom friend.

"Mr., it seems that you have a lot of research on flower cultivation. Although there are not many kinds of orchids here, they are all precious varieties. Can you take a look?"

The old man just wanted to stroll around the morning market and had no intention of buying, so the enthusiasm of the young man did not impress him.The young man watched the old man go away in disappointment, squatted back to the corner and continued to eat his own bread in a somewhat dejected manner.The boy only sold two pots in the morning. Although the two bodyguards who followed and monitored him didn't know what kind it was, they were not rare in terms of price.

The boy looked at the two ten-euro banknotes over and over again, and finally put away his potted plants with a frowning sigh and left.The compartments of the small rickshaws were full, and the bodyguards kept a distance from them.All the way to a small farmyard not far from the outskirts of the city. The outer walls of the small wooden building are mottled, and the ground in the garden is covered with black cinders. look outside.After seeing the boy's figure, the worry on his face faded, replaced by joy and ease.

"Grandma, I'm back."

Because the road was bad and he was afraid of overturning the car, the boy got down to push the cart far away from his home. As soon as he got to the door and saw the figure of the old man through the fence, he yelled loudly.He entered the courtyard and parked the tricycle in front of the trapezoidal flower stand, and while carrying the orchids on the cart, he said, "Grandma, are you hungry? I'll cook after I finish moving the flower pots."

Long-term single diet leads to malnutrition in teenagers, so their bodies are much thinner than their peers.After moving less than [-] pots of flowers and plants in the car, the young man was already a little out of breath, and there were many beads of sweat on his forehead and nose.Regardless of taking a break, he parked the car at a later stage and hurriedly helped grandma back to the house, and then went to the kitchen without stopping to make lunch for the two of them.A few slices of bread, potatoes and carrots stewed, plus a little bit of beef cubes is a meal.

"Grandma, you eat first, I'll go outside and tidy up the flower stand."

The boy put almost all of the few pieces of beef on grandma's plate, leaving only one or two pieces for himself to satisfy his hunger.The old man walked tremblingly to the dining table with a cane, looked at the pieces of meat on the plate and shouted out the window: "Son, where's yours?"

The boy replied while he was busy: "Grandma, don't worry about me, there is still in the pot!"

The young man who had nothing to do was trotting back and forth in the yard, holding things in his hands and pretending to be busy. The midday sun reflected a faint halo on his brown hair.He walked under the lemon tree by the fence and looked back at the well-organized small courtyard he had taken care of, showing a satisfied expression, and the morning glory climbing on the bamboo fence shyly hid his beauty.

When the time was almost up, the boy walked to the faucet by the wall and went back to the house to eat. The boy was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. There was only a piece of beef the size of a finger belly in the middle of the plate, and after looking at it for a while, he still ate it.

"You keep watching here, I'll go out for a walk."

The two bodyguards waited outside for a long time, and one of them yawned and left quietly after giving instructions.Although it is the outskirts of the city, there is a distance of 40 meters between the two families because of the vast land and sparse population.After the bodyguard walked away for a certain distance, he knocked on a random house, and the person who opened the door was an old man, judging by his trendy clothes, he should be an old master.

"What's up?"

The uncle is holding a small mirror in his hand to organize the few strong hairs on his head. Judging from the craftsmanship of the mirror, it looks like the style of the last century.The bodyguard took a quick look inside through the crack of the door. Well, the furniture decoration is very classical.When he was thinking about how to speak, he was startled by the old man's exclamation. His eyes widened and he pinched out a half-black and half-white hair from a small silver comb. After repeated confirmation, his expression gradually became painful and even began to break. Think about it.

"Oh my dear Tom, today is an unfortunate day. Thank you for sticking to your post for so long, I will give you a grand and grand funeral. Rest assured, your old fellows, Jackson, Rudolph, Joseph, Antonio and others will cheer your passing."

The uncle squeezed his hair in pain and entered the room. With the sound of the wooden door closing, only the bodyguard was left standing there in a daze, and he hadn't had time to say a word yet.I really wanted to knock on the door again, but I couldn't bear to disturb the old man's sad expression just now, so I tugged at the hem of my clothes and prepared to leave.

"who are you looking for?"

As soon as the bodyguard stepped onto the ground under the stairs, the old man's voice came from behind him, it sounded relaxed and happy.Turning around, I saw the uncle leaning against the door frame to comb his hair again, but this time the comb used was bigger and the spacing between the teeth was wider.

"Master, I want to ask you something about that family."

The bodyguard, who had not forgotten his original intention, hurriedly opened his mouth, who knows if a hair of this uncle's hair will suddenly fall off, pointing in the direction of the boy's house while talking.The old man, who was still intoxicated with himself just now, had alarm bells ringing in his heart, and his somewhat cloudy eyes looked up and down at the young man who didn't look like a good person in front of him.

"MI6?"

As soon as the bodyguard heard this, he knew that the old man had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "A few days ago, I accidentally saw that child in the flower market, and thought that he looked very similar to the elders in my family, so I wanted to know about his family situation. .”

Although the reason is lame, but the bodyguard's acting skills are in place, and the desire to reunite with his relatives is perfectly expressed on his face.The uncle looked at him suspiciously, and the bodyguard looked back unblinkingly with sincere eyes.

"Well, speaking of it, the child is also pitiful."

The uncle sighed and walked to the reclining chair next to him and sat down, his eyes became misty and far away, as if he was caught in the memories of a long time ago, the bodyguard extracted the main part from the narration of more than 20 minutes.

The boy lost his parents when he was young, and has been living with his grandmother since he was eight years old.Although this child has no talent in learning, he has liked to study various flowers and plants since he was a child, so there are many rare varieties in his yard.

The boy dropped out of school at the age of 15, because his grandmother, who was originally in good health, suddenly fell ill that year. Since then, her eyesight has been declining day by day, and she can no longer work for the boy to study.And the boy is not the kind of messy person, he dropped out of school voluntarily after knowing the situation in his family. Since then, he has been arranging flowers and plants at home, but the strange thing is that he only sells orchids.

Later, the bodyguards visited several neighbors and learned that the young man is a person of good conduct, not only being filial to his grandma, he will spare no effort to help the neighbors if they have any problems, so they are also willing to give some convenience in life.

Later, the bodyguard found the junior high school that the boy had attended based on the neighbors' stories. From the teachers who taught him, he learned that the boy was a quiet and dull person, and he only talked a lot when the class went out for practice.In the past three years, I have not had any conflicts with any classmates or teachers, and sometimes I can see him helping others.Therefore, many teachers felt sorry for the boy who chose to drop out of school at that time.Although his grades are not top-notch, this does not prevent him from being a good student.

After a few days of tracking, the two bodyguards found that the boy's life route was very simple, home-flower market-home, at most one more person was added to help the neighbors.

"Ma'am, this is all the information the two of us have collected over the past few days."

Chen Xiaonian was curious about this young man, what kind of talent he possessed to cultivate such a rare species of ghost orchid.Although the growth is not very good, it is not dead anyway.

"You have worked hard, don't tell others about this matter."

In the past few days, apart from paying attention to the growth of the pot of ghost orchids, Chen Xiaonian also deliberately searched for a lot of information about ghost orchids on the Internet.From the growth area to the habit characteristics, to the whole process of artificial cultivation, I have learned a little bit.This made her more interested in this pot of ghost orchid, although knowing that the chance of it blooming is not high, it can't stop her determination to keep it.And his own gardener can be said to be a leader in the cultivation of flowers and green plants, so Chen Xiaonian is very relieved to hand over the ghost orchid to him.And in the face of such rare and extremely difficult flowers in the world, who really loves the cultivation and cultivation of flowers and plants would not want to try the challenge.

"It's just this boy..."

Chen Xiaonian still had doubts about him, and later she sent other people to approach the boy, although the attitude was the same as before, but it was not fruitless.According to her analysis, the boy probably didn't know that it was a ghost orchid, and just sold it as an ordinary orchid.But this is not the growth area of ​​ghost orchids, and there is no precedent for ghost orchids found here before, so where did it come from?

"Yo, how many pots of flowers were sold today?"

Chen Xiaonian, who couldn't figure it out, came to the boy's booth to provoke him again, and she didn't care if she saw people ignoring her.

"Can you support yourself by selling these half-dead flowers and plants?"

The one who sells flowers and plants is a fresh soul, and it is really rare to see a young man like this.

"Hmph! Rather than buying it back and feeding it to death, it's better to just buy something that won't survive."

What a different person!

Chen Xiaonian pulled a few times and stood up: "I'm afraid you will starve to death before we raise the flowers to death."

"It's a miracle that a black-hearted seller like you didn't get beaten up."

Hearing Chen Xiaonian say that he has a black heart, the boy quit.

"Why do you say that? Although these words don't look as spiritual as they sell, I can guarantee that they will be able to survive after a week or two of careful care after being bought back. Besides, they are also very cheap, aren't they?"

The last sentence the young man said was very unassuming, and he knew that it was immoral to do so, but it was really reluctant to let him take out those well-growing flowers and plants for sale.

"Orchids are not easy to feed, and the ones you sell are all dying. Do you believe what you say?"

The young man's face turned red, and he finally got angry and put the flowers and plants on the tricycle and left.Chen Xiaonian's originally depressed mood improved a lot, she signaled the bodyguards to continue to follow and observe, and then continued to wander around singing "I'm a Painter".

The young man may be very angry. The ramp on the way back was used to be pushed down and pushed up. Now he just gritted his teeth and pushed forward desperately. His eyes were very complicated. There were grievances and sadness, and the shame of being exposed in person.

"careful!"

Without paying attention, the car slid down the ramp, but fortunately someone was behind in time to stop it.