Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 121 Precious Camellia—Red Powder Eighteen Bachelors

Old man Bai Juyi lives in internal medicine ward 203 of Ditan Hospital. Counting the time when Zhu Shijun was hospitalized, this is the second time that Xiao Xian has been admitted to the hospital. good thing.

On the way here, Feng Xing said that Zhuo Feng was still in the hospital.Before Xiao Xianlin went out, she saw the pot of camellias that she had rescued from Uncle Bai's nephew, and thought that she should bring some flowers when visiting the hospital, so she brought them along by accident.

Ditan Hospital is a Grade A hospital, and the attitudes of the nurses and doctors are very good. After hearing that Xiaoxian was here to visit, they showed her the way.

When the young nurses in front of the duty desk saw the pot of camellias in Xiaoxian's hands, their eyes lit up, and they praised: "Little girl, the camellias in your hand are very beautiful, but the number of flowers bloomed a little less." .”

After what they said, Xiaoxian also carefully looked at the pink camellia in his hand.The camellia plant in my hand is not tall, only about sixty to seventy centimeters high. The leaves are as green as emeralds, without a trace of dust. There are only three flowers and flower bones on the plant.

The first flower bloomed very beautifully, evenly pink, and the other two flowers were still flower bones, with the calyx wrapped in the receptacle, which looked very cute.

"60-year-old bantam camellias are planted separately from cuttings, and the bottom branches and leaves of the stems are often pruned. Compared with tall stems of the same age, the crowns are much smaller, and only three flowers bloom at most in a year, also known as 'Eighteen Bachelors of Red Pink'. "Eighteen" does not refer to the more than eighteen camellias of different colors mentioned in the novel, but refers to a camellia with eighteen rounds of petals, the petals are neatly arranged diagonally, clean and beautiful, like an eighteen-year-old girl, with graceful calyxes" .

Pink Eighteen Bachelor?It's such an elegant name, but it's a pity that it almost fell into the hands of those who don't know how to appreciate flowers, Xiao Xian sighed.

But just looking at the literal meaning, the market value of this 60-year-old "Pink Eighteen Bachelor" is definitely not low.

Earlier, the gang of villains saw that the potted flowers bloomed pretty well, but there were too few flowers, so they didn't ask for the potted flowers back. If they knew that this camellia was a rare [-]th scholar, they might not be angry. what kind.

The ward is a two-person ward, and the environment is not bad. The old man next to Bai Juyi's bed had a heart attack last night, and the rescue failed.

When Xiaoxian came in, a nurse was changing the sheets.

The hospital is a place full of hope and despair, welcoming new life every day and sending off the dead.

Bai Juyi's bed was near the window. Looking down from the polished window, one could see the red maple trees planted in the hospital. They were red like fire, and when the wind blew, the leaves fell to the ground.

"Uncle Bai, I'm here to see you," Xiao Xian carefully placed the flowerpot on the bedside, adding bright colors to the overly white ward.

"Cough cough," Bai Juyi turned his head, coughed as soon as he opened his mouth, he also saw the pot of powdered tea, as if seeing the rain, a smile appeared on his deserted old face.

Xiaoxian's heart skipped a beat. The old man had lost a lot of weight. She couldn't tell the life, old age, sickness and death of a person, but looking at the old man's dry eyes, bent back and wrinkled skin on the bones, she had already guessed the old man's age. Days are running out.

In the past few days, despite the care of Zhuo Feng and Feng Xing, a kind couple, Bai Juyi is still walking towards the end of his life step by step like a dead leaf in autumn.

Unlike Zhu Shijun's situation, Bai Ju Yilian had never tried his best to fight against the illness.The various complications caused by heart disease eroded his body and will.

"Uncle Bai, don't talk, drink some water first," Xiao Xian wanted to pour some water, but Zhuo Feng was not in the ward, and there was a can of hot porridge and a few apples on the cabinet next to the bed.

"Little girl, are you on vacation?" After Bai Juyi gave Xiao Xian a cantaloupe, she waited at home for a few days, waiting for Xiao Xian to come to him again, borrow a green onion or pick a melon, as long as there are more voices in the house That's it.

After waiting for more than two weeks, I didn't see the lively and bright little girl again. Later, Zhuo Feng sent him to the hospital and told him that the little girl was in junior high school, a boarding junior high school, and she only came back once a month.

"Well, the school has a sports meeting, Mr. Bai, let me tell you some fun things in school. Let me tell you, there is a delicious Sichuan food stall on the commercial street of our school, and the couple in it make chili sauce It's delicious." Xiaoxian wanted to talk about something more pleasant, and in the past, Zhu Shijun liked to hear her talk about what happened in school during the day, one was in charge of talking, and the other was in charge of listening.

"Speaking of Sichuan, this camellia was brought from Sichuan," Bai Juyi seemed to be different from Zhu Shijun. He lived alone for decades and no one spoke. Now that the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, he wants to talk more. Even though he didn't say a word now, the thick phlegm with the smell of blood would come up in his throat.

"Okay, Uncle Bai, I'll listen to you, please speak slowly," Xiao Xian sat beside the bed.

"Hehe, good boy, don't think grandpa is long-winded, she always thought I was long-winded before," Bai Juyi talked about the past.Every old man has a common problem, they like to talk about thinking about the past, but Bai Juyi's thinking about the past is really talking too much.

From Bai Juyi's narration, Xiaoxian knows that Bai Juyi is from Xiangtan, lost his father when he was young, and went to Yunnan with his mother. He started to work in gardening at the age of six, from a small soil worker, to a master pruner, and later gardener.

"Actually, old man Bai, I have nothing to say in my life. In the decades of my life, I have only engaged in one kind of occupation. I only use a pair of scissors to trim flower branches. Do you know what kind of flowers my old man is best at growing?" ?” After the old man Bai said a few words, he felt better and looked better.

Xiaoxian glanced at the pot of camellia, said it was camellia, I'm afraid it's not right, the pot of "Eighteen Bachelors of Red Pink" looks pretty good, but from Xiaoxian's picky eyes that are used to seeing exotic flowers and plants, Not even the rarest.Bai Juyi: "Could it be a chrysanthemum?" The name contains the word chrysanthemum, so it should be chrysanthemum.

"Haha. Keke, many people are like you. Guess it's Ju. In fact, the name Bai Juyi was changed with the help of my master back then. There were five of us who studied gardening before. Yes, I used the character chrysanthemum. My real name is Bai Juyi, and my master thought it was too literary, so he changed it." When Uncle Bai talked about his art learning experience back then, his eyes lit up again.

When they were talking happily, Zhuo Feng came in. Just now she brought porridge, but seeing that Uncle Bai didn't have much appetite, she went outside to buy a bunch of bananas and came back.Seeing that Xiao Xian was also there, Uncle Bai was chatting and laughing again, and a smile appeared on her face, which was slightly pale due to her busy work for the past few days.

"What are you talking about? You are so happy to talk. Why is there a pot of camellia, why does it look so familiar? Isn't this the camellia from Uncle Bai's house that day? No, this potted flower looks really special, eighteen bachelors?" That day Zhuo Feng When he heard the sound and went downstairs, he also saw the potted plants in Bai Juyi's house, and before he had time to feel emotional, he had sex with those wicked people.Zhuo Feng studied agriculture at the university, and her family has built a garden at home since her grandparents, and also raised a few white camellias called "Lion's Roar" in her hometown.

When I was a child, I occasionally saw my grandfather mentioned that there is a precious flower in the camellia called "Eighteen Scholars", but I never had the chance to see it. Instead, I saw it in the hands of old neighbors who didn't see each other.

"Unexpectedly, you are still my bosom friend. How about it, instead of being sold out by that kid, I might as well give you the potted plants. Miss Zhuo, it was my old man who was wrong about everything before. I was so stern and shameless." .This is the key to my house, and I would like to trouble you to move out all the potted plants that look sleepy in the house. It is up to you to buy or give away." Bai Juyi didn't say why he came to BJ from Yunnan in the end, nor did he say Why is he alone.

After Zhuo Feng heard this, how could he dare to agree, and kept refusing it, Xiaoxian just moved a pot as an "Eighteen Bachelor", and Bai Juyi was too generous.

"Accept it. If I remember correctly, this camellia was originally paired with a porcelain pot from the late Qing Dynasty. That bastard doesn't understand flowers, so it's cheap to sell. It's better to give it to someone who wants to grow it. You really want to If you feel uncomfortable, just agree to the old man's request." Bai Juyi is a nympho, thinking of those who only know how to use money to measure his precious flowers and trees makes him feel uncomfortable.

Xiaoxian met that group of people in the future, and then told the story of the camellia being smashed and packed in a foam box by her. Zhuo Feng also frowned when he heard it. After weighing it over and over again, he had to take the old man's key.

As for the old man Bai Juyi's request, it was easy to say, he just asked them to find a narcissus pot and a narcissus bulb dried in the corner of the balcony when they were moving flowers.

After Zhuo Feng and Xiao Xian left Uncle Bai's ward, he went back to bed.The old man's previous spirit was like a flash in the pan, Bai Juyi looked at the empty bed next door, the sheets had been changed, and there was a smell of disinfectant in the whiteness.

"Little girl, what the old man is best at is neither camellias nor chrysanthemums. What I am best at is gardening and pruning. My time is running out. I am afraid that the 'Shenzhou Narcissus' will never have a chance to break ground, my wife." Ah, I still failed your expectations," Bai Juyi was throbbing, covering her coughing mouth with her hand.

When my hands became hot, when I spread my palms out, there were pools of blood on them, and they were bright red, like red chrysanthemums blooming in autumn.

Zhuo Feng asked about Xiaoxian's recent situation before he talked about Uncle Bai, "Oh, I also asked, and he said that he has no relatives. His wife seems to have passed away for many years, and he never remarried, and neither did his children. None, and I see his days are numbered."

"Gun, we can't just let Uncle Bai go just like that. He said that we can help find that flower pot and those potted plants. I think that's also a problem of Uncle Bai. We must not let some bad people spoil those flowers. .” After returning home, Feng Xing also came back from get off work.

Together, the three of them organized all the flowers in Uncle Bai's house before that unfilial nephew of Uncle Bai came over. As for the narcissus bulbs and flower pots, they would be sent to Uncle Bai tomorrow morning.

When they got downstairs, they opened the door and turned on the light, all three of them froze.

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Thank you "Fen Shou" for the pair of pink tickets, a good medicine to relieve fatigue~ Hiding in the corner to steal the fun, the addition of [-] fans will make tomorrow, a little bit of calvin.

The added one is around three o’clock in the afternoon, and the other three are normal hours. I originally wanted to read the good books on the bookshelf on weekends, but now I can only return to small handkerchiefs and wait for the National Day holiday. Thank you again for your support.

(End of this chapter)