The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 278 One Family, No Deep Enmity

Mei La was surprised: "Ah", and then brought Zhan Jinfeng to the front of the durian tree: "Miss, it's so fast, you can see that they have all grown so big!"

Hearing this, she followed Meera's hand and looked at it.

From the dense bushes of big leaves, there are green fruits full of thorns, each about the size of a human head, and full of grains.

Zhan Jinfeng was overjoyed and couldn't help being very happy.

Even Changhong couldn't help but widened his eyes and opened his mouth in surprise.

"So...does this thing grow on a tree?" Changhong murmured.

Meera gave her a strange look, as if she was looking at an idiot: "Where can it grow if it doesn't grow on a tree?"

Changhong couldn't help but said, "Shouldn't such a thick shell grow on the ground?"

Meera's gaze became more and more strange: "There are even more strange fruits, do you want to see them?"

Hearing this, Changhong's eyes couldn't help but glisten, with a look of great anticipation on his face.

Meera smiled: "Sorry, that thing hasn't come out yet, I'll show you when it's ready!"

Changhong nodded again and again, and the two seemed to be good sisters.

"But can this durian be eaten now? Our princess likes it very much."

"No, but wait another month or so."

After staying here for so long, without moving from day or night, Meera has basically figured out the law of how the things here are mature, so she secretly calculated that it will be ripe in about a month.

"When it's ready, Meera, you can send it to the princess. Don't you want to visit the palace? Now that I have no official position, I can't enter the palace casually. Just ask the princess to take you in."

Hearing this, Meera nodded again and again, her face full of anticipation.

Seeing this, Changhong said: "Okay, okay, I will tell the princess when I come back. If the princess knows that the durian is planted by sister Meila, she will definitely take you to visit the palace. Our princess, what is the relationship with the emperor?" Best of all, in the entire world, the person the emperor values ​​most is probably our princess!"

Changhong couldn't help but praise Princess Changyuan, and Meera listened with a surprised face, and gave out admiration from time to time.

On the other hand, Zhan Jinfeng felt more and more worried the more he listened.

Since she is Princess Changyuan's personal maid, she shouldn't be so unruly, but why did she deliberately say so much in front of her, as if deliberately bragging about herself?
Could it be that the princess is planning to tell herself that she is the emperor's most beloved Princess Chang Yuan, so that she will not get into Bai Qiuyuan's mind?
But... that's unlikely, right?
Zhan Jinfeng suddenly fell into a cloud of fog, a little confused.

She couldn't figure it out, so Zhan Jinfeng didn't think about it any more. She left the two of them where they were, and planned to go to see the situation in the tropical garden. The plants had just grown to the height of a person last time, but now the durians It worked out.

As soon as Zhan Jinfeng left, Changhong, who had been nagging all the time, paused for a moment, took a deep look at Zhan Jinfeng, and then continued to look at Mei La with a smile, talking non-stop.

Zhan Jinfeng didn't see Changhong's sight, she walked quietly in the tropical garden.

The papaya trees had already bloomed, and some had already produced small papayas. She reached out and picked off a leaf, and slowly flipped through it in her hand.

The growth is good, the leaves are full, and Meera takes good care of it.

Looking around again, I found that most of the fruits had already grown, but some were big and small, some were already full, and some had just fallen flowers, with small fruit particles adorning them.

Zhan Jinfeng finally stood beside the durian tree and stopped to watch quietly.

Durian trees can grow very tall, but due to the height limit of the greenhouse, it is impossible to make them grow particularly tall here. We can only let them extend as far as possible. The greenhouse in the tropical garden is not small, and Mela also set aside There is enough space, there is nothing next to the durian tree, and other trees are planted more than ten meters away.

Zhan Jinfeng blinked and stared at the durian tree, a trace of worry gradually appeared in his heart.

Both me and Meila are fine, I like the taste of durian more, that's because I like it after eating it, usually people who see this for the first time will be afraid of its taste, now everything is planted in the orchard, if When the time comes, everyone will mature together. It’s okay to talk about other things. The smell of durian alone is so "fragrant". If this smell infects other fruits, it is estimated that your tropical fruits will rot at home before they can be sold!
Zhan Jinfeng was startled, and she quickly called Meila to her side: "Meila, come here!"

The two people who were chatting enthusiastically stopped chatting, and Meera smiled apologetically at Changhong, and ran over.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

Zhan Jinfeng pointed to the durian tree.

"You come back and tell Tan Sri that this durian tree is cultivated in a greenhouse alone. Like mangosteen, it is grown separately from other fruits."

Although Meera didn't know why, she still responded blankly: "Oh..."

"If Tan Sri doesn't understand why, you let him come to me."

Meera glanced at Zhan Jinfeng. In fact, she really wanted to ask, but she was afraid that she would be taken for a fool. After thinking about it, it is better to let Tan Sri be the fool.

Thinking of this, Meera giggled and was very cute: "Don't worry, miss, Meera promises to complete the task!"

Speaking of the little girl's serious face, Zhan Jinfeng couldn't help but smile helplessly.

After inspecting the tropical garden, Zhan Jinfeng returned to the two of them.

"Aunt Changhong, it's getting late, I'm leaving, do you want Auntie to come with me?"

Changhong slapped his forehead suddenly: "Oh, it's so late, it's over, not only didn't take back anything, but also delayed outside, so the princess knows that she will definitely scold me!"

"Meera, ask someone to pick some mangosteen and ask Auntie to take it home."

Meila responded happily and ran out. When Zhan Jinfeng led Changhong out of the orchard, Meila was already waiting in front of the carriage with the mangosteen.

So the group sent Changhong away first, and then Zhan Jinfeng went home.

The weather is cold recently, and many fruits are out of the market. Only persimmons are particularly delicious at this time, so the fruits of Zhan Jinfeng Mianqi Villa are also selling well. She checked the accounts as soon as she got home. At night, Mother Di came Find her in her room.

"Feng'er, are you asleep?" The old lady's old voice sounded outside, Zhan Jinfeng was taken aback, and quickly stood up and opened the door.

The sky was silver and black outside, and the wind was blowing cold.

"Not yet, why is grandma here? Come in!"

Mother Di smiled and nodded, and walked in slowly supported by Zhan Jinfeng.

"Where's Qiuyan? Why didn't you accompany grandma?" Her expression was a little displeased, after all, grandma is not young.

Mother Di smiled: "Let her go to rest first. Grandmother is here to tell you something."

Zhan Jinfeng lowered his eyelids and poured Mu Di a cup of hot tea.

"Maybe you have always hated your grandmother, why didn't you go to find your mother well back then."

Zhan Jinfeng shook his hand, and the tea splashed out abruptly.

Mother Di saw it in her eyes, and said: "Now, Qiao'er must also hate grandma, why didn't she help Ma Yujun when he was in prison."

Zhan Jinfeng frowned, turning his face to one side in the shadow.

Mother Di looked at her expression, her face was calm, but she was a little older.

Holding up the teacup, a warm feeling came against the palm. After taking a sip of hot tea, the tea slipped into the intestines, and all limbs and bones felt warm.

"If the old man says that this is all for the Di family, can you two reconcile?"

Hearing this, Zhan Jinfeng froze for a moment, then turned his head abruptly.

Grandma said, let their sisters reconcile?Instead of forgiving grandma?

Mother Di chuckled, Zhan Jinfeng's expression had completely written her thoughts on her face.

"Grandmother has reached the age of forty, and there is not much time left, and grandma doesn't think she has done anything wrong. Grandmother has spent her whole life for Difu, so she will say what should be said, persuade what should be persuaded, and fight. Yes, scolding and scolding, all the good words, all the thoughts, but not everything will develop according to grandma's calculations, the plan will never keep up with the changes, this is God's punishment." Dimu paused, and she took a sip Hot tea, continued: "So even if you hate grandma, then hate it, and then let grandma take these hates, hates, into the coffin, and you, just be happy and live, this is also true. It is the last gift from grandma to you."

Hearing this, Zhan Jinfeng was startled, and couldn't help asking: "Grandmother, have you ever eaten the medicinal materials I asked Nuanyu to bring back?"

"Oh, what are you talking about about those ginsengs?" Mother Di smiled slightly: "Eat, but I can't eat that much. The things you gave away can be bought back from our former house."

"But grandma, you want to eat, eat every day..."

"Okay, Feng'er, grandma thinks about everything now. Although Di's mother is not as good as before, grandma prefers to live the life now. You can rest. Grandma won't bother you. It's just what grandma said. You are good. think about it."

Speaking of the old man standing up slowly, Zhan Jinfeng quickly stood up and helped him up.

"Grandma, let me take you back to your room!"

Mother Di glanced at her and nodded slightly.

It was very windy outside, and the late autumn night seemed like severe winter. She braved the wind and sent the old man back to the room.

When Di's mother was about to close the door, she took a deep look at her and said, "There is no one in the family who hates deeply."

After speaking, the old man slowly closed the door, and Zhan Jinfeng couldn't help but shed tears.

Even when he was back in his room, Zhan Jinfeng still couldn't help but think about what his grandmother said, the family has no deep hatred, but what if others regard him as a thorn in his side?

Ever since she came here, she didn't plan to provoke anyone, she just wanted to live a peaceful and stable life with her mother, but the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind kept blowing, what could she do?

(End of this chapter)