Interstellar Gardener Life

Chapter 62 Fragrant Momo [PK points 1000]
because there is trouble...

So Jiang Ling specially chose a small two-bedroom apartment on the second floor of Jianshan Building to live in: "Miss He, you and Mr. Qin can choose the room by yourself, anyway, there are many vacant rooms."

He Xiaoxi was slightly startled, and said, "Why don't I stay with you? They're all women, so it's more convenient."

Jiang Ling laughed in surprise, and said deliberately: "You call me 'you'? You don't need to. Also, you want to sleep and take a bath with me? No! Didn't those two people say that they are responsible for safety. Besides , I have to take care of the flowers, and the muddy water is dripping...so let him do the coolie!" He pointed at Zhao Yonggang.

Zhao Yonggang shrugged, nodded helplessly, and signaled the waiter to bring the suitcase into the room.

"You" is actually a dialect of Peking, with a final sound of Erhua.But now that Mandarin is popularized, the younger generation in Peiping all "you" come and "you" go.If they call people "you" like that, they either really respect them, or... they are sarcasm with impatience, or they are polite and distant.

So He Xiaoxi couldn't explain it, and couldn't find a reason at once, so he ordered the room next door: "Then I'll live here."

……

The suite is full of furniture from the late Qing Dynasty, dignified and elegant.It's just that the room layout here is a suite from a Western-style hotel.The two bedrooms have their own bathrooms, the living room is large enough to hold a small meeting, and there is a simple pantry for drinks and simple heating.

So the placement of these old furniture is probably quite different from the era when they were in their heyday...

Jiang Ling walked around an arhat bed by the wall in the living room, looking at it strangely, and asked Zhao Yonggang, "What's going on with these two people?"

Zhao Yonggang sat in the chair, posing as an "grandfather": "It's nothing, it's just that some people want to gather all the 'fragrant buns' like you to Beiping. You don't have to worry, this is the same as that of the major military regions. , like wanting a good source of soldiers.”

"My home is in Jinghai." Jiang Ling said categorically, "I don't like the foot of the emperor, the center of the court struggle. The Forbidden City looks majestic and solemn from a distance, but there is a lot of black blood flowing in the mud underneath. Go in and take a look. I see, those houses are all gloomy."

Zhao Yonggang grabbed a cushion for himself, turned to one side at ninety degrees, and crossed his legs onto the armrest.His stature is not particularly tall, at about 1.7 meters, it is just very comfortable to settle down like this.Then Zhao Yonggang knocked on the back of the chair, and lit a cigarette with satisfaction: "It's enough if you have this sentence. Do you think you want to put it over there?"

"That's right." Jiang Ling smiled, "Actually, I think your reasons are very good--no one can say for sure about mental strength, the little girl loves her family, and if she is in a bad mood to catch ducks on the shelves, she may regress instead .”

Zhao Yonggang laughed, and patted the armrest: "Yes, that's about it. This chair is pretty good!"

Jiang Ling sat down: "Your eighty percent is made of mahogany. Ganoderma lucidum pattern armchair, the ganoderma lucidum is wishful thinking, so sit on it, you will be satisfied immediately!"

Zhao Yonggang was surprised: "Have you memorized all this?"

Jiang Ling waved her hand: "It's not on the back. When I was a child, I often saw this kind of chair in my hometown. It's just like this, but the material and carpentry may not be so high-end. There is not a single nail on it. Hey, I don't have that kind of craftsmanship now Already!"

"Then what is yours?"

"Arhat bed. Seven screens inlaid with marble and fine rattan. Arhat bed. Actually, I can't recognize the wood, but red sandalwood is too expensive, and mahogany is more suitable for the price of this place."

Zhao Yonggang laughed: "Why, I like it very much?"

Jiang Ling shook her head: "That's not true. But the style is clear and interesting. But you can't put this at home."

"Then what else do you want to show?"

"Simple and comfortable."

Zhao Yonggang nodded: "Yes."

……

Zhao Yonggang stayed up all night, somewhat tired.So after chatting for a while, the two stopped talking and rested separately.

Jiang Ling leaned on the screen with her pillow in her arms, feeling strange in her heart: tonight, when the two Yekonglan mentioned Lu Lin to her, they addressed her as "Your Excellency"; is the "master".

——Is there a difference here?
At this time Lao Wang and Comrade Qin plainclothes arrived with Xiao Che.The car looks like a small tricycle, but it is electric.It took some effort to bring dozens of potted flowers.Jiang Ling also went to help, so she put this aside in advance.

Anyway, go back and check on the star network, and you will definitely find it.

……

A simple greenhouse like a wardrobe was carried in, and then 35 potted flowers were moved to the living room.Qin plain clothes and He Xiaoxi went back to the room, but Lao Wang still hadn't left.

Jiang Ling checked her flowers carefully: fifteen pairs of leaves were fully opened, and No.16 pair was also fully or half opened.In the center of the round and elongated foliage, the flower stalk is already visible.The small round tip is full, yellow and tender because it has not seen the sun, and is tightly wrapped and protected by tiny scales.

—Very well, without any damage.

Jiang Ling was completely relieved.

However, the small box card for transporting flowers has the function of a greenhouse, Jiang Ling knows; but how did they manage it when they were on the plane?You are worthy of being a soldier!Supernatural powers, powerful skills!So Jiang Ling sighed happily: "It's amazing."

And Zhao Yonggang counted the days and sighed: "Yes, it grows really fast. The flower seeds I bought on September [-]th are only October [-]nd today."

Jiang Ling was proud: "That's it." They were all the little ones she raised!

Zhao Yonggang warned: "The data records must be stored well. In the future, your food and drink will depend on it!"

Jiang Ling blinked her eyes: "Speaking of this... I was busy in the past two weeks. I only had fertilization records and greenhouse records, and the growth status was only in the two days when germination occurred."

Zhao Yonggang gloated: "Oh, it's over."

Jiang Ling groaned, turned around, stood still, slowly raised her hand, and pressed it on Zhao Yonggang's chest...

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Zhao Yonggang grasped Jiang Ling's hand instinctively, but he couldn't pull her hard; but it was a joke, so he simply panicked: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Pharaoh pursed his lips to hold back his smile and watched intently.

Jiang Ling pushed Zhao Yonggang back, then again, all the way to his bedroom, onto the bed, and pressed down: "Take a rest, it's here."

This is revenge for coaxing her Jiang Ling like a soldier recruit when she was in the car!Zhao Yonggang couldn't laugh or cry, his back was about to bounce up: "I know, I know, but..." My suitcase is still in the living room, so I have to wash it first, right? !
Jiang Ling grabbed his shoulder and pressed down hard, but her voice was so gentle that water could be wrung out: "Be obedient."

Zhao Yonggang was speechless, but he couldn't get up - Jiang Ling was facing him, nose to nose, less than a foot away!

So Zhao Yonggang had no choice but to lie flat; looked at Jiang Ling, and closed his eyes solemnly again: You see, I fell asleep, so get out, get out!
Satisfied, Jiang Ling let go, looked left and right, pulled off the quilt, shook it off and covered Zhao Yonggang tightly, then pulled it to the end of the bed to reveal his face, then Jiang Ling turned and went out.

Zhao Yonggang heard the door being closed, he let out a long breath, lifted the quilt and sat up.But at this moment...

——The door suddenly opened, and Jiang Ling poked his head in!There was also the muffled laughter of Lao Wang from behind.

Zhao Yonggang grinned dryly, and lay back straight.

Jiang Ling smirked, raised her eyebrows, pulled out Zhao Yonggang's suitcase from behind, and looked into Zhao Yonggang's eyes while courteously pushing into the room.

Zhao Yonggang originally had a slit under his eyelids, but now he had to close them.

After Jiang Ling finished her service, she closed the door again.

This time Zhao Yonggang tiptoed out of bed and touched behind the door...

— “Click” to lock the door!

Then Zhao Yonggang finally breathed a sigh of relief.As soon as he relaxed, he felt sleepy, so he yawned big, rubbed his forehead, and opened the box to get something.

(End of this chapter)