Chapter 062 Missing

Lin Siwei thought of the pot of sunflowers on the window sill of the Gu family.

It was still September, when she first arrived at Fishbone Alley. The sunflowers were double-petaled, small and crowded together, and the colors were very lively. She looked up at the sun happily from Gu Qia's window.

In the blink of an eye, nearly three months have passed, autumn has turned to winter, and the sunflowers have withered. Presumably the Gu family's basin has already been put into the house.

However, even if it withers, it will not die. It will lose all its leaves, and its remaining stems will freeze into dark red, dormant in the cold winter, ready to go.

That's why Grandma Gu's family put a pot of sunflowers in Gu Qia's window.

That's when she is waiting for spring.

Lin Siwei bent down and peeled away the snow, revealing a sparse remaining stem. She pulled out seven or eight strands, took out her handkerchief, wiped them dry, wrapped them up and put them in her yellow satchel, and then walked towards the Sugar, Tobacco and Liquor Company.

Things went smoothly. The person in charge of the Sugar, Tobacco and Liquor Company saw the note, looked at Lin Siwei, and muttered: "Why call a yellow-haired girl over here?"

After muttering, he still asked someone to open a bill of lading and send it over, with the words "Pick up the goods and check out". ”, let’s pick up the goods next Tuesday.

Lin Siwei looked at the time. It was almost time to get off work, so there was no need to rush back to the factory. There is no need to clock in and out when commuting here, and there are a lot less constraints.

The heavy snow showed no sign of letting up. Lin Siwei stopped taking the bus and walked home in the heavy snow. The tip of his nose was red from the cold, and all he exhaled was clouds of white air. Soon there was frost on his woolen scarf.

Hu Qiaoyue had looked at the window several times and finally saw her precious granddaughter appearing at the intersection holding an umbrella. She quickly took out the salt water bottle filled with hot water from the bed.

As soon as Lin Siwei went upstairs and took off his scarf, Hu Qiaoyue handed over the salt water bottle: "Quick, warm your hands."

"Milk...milk." Lin Siwei purred. She was so cold that her mouth and nose couldn't help but speak, and her words had a frozen smell.

But a salt water bottle is a good thing.

People these days are reluctant to buy hot water bottles. The hot water bottle is too heavy and inconvenient to hold in the hand. So some people use the salt water bottle hanging in the hospital to fill a bottle of hot water. Once the leather stopper is plugged in, it becomes a perfect hand warmer.

Hu Qiaoyue was even more particular. She even used scraps of wool to knit a cover for the salt water bottle, which kept it warm and didn't burn her hands.

Lin Siwei covered his hands and face again, and Hu Qiaoyue was so anxious that she hurried to pick it up: "Don't cover your face, you will get frostbite!"

Then without any explanation, she put her hand on Lin Siwei's face: "Grandma just held the salt water bottle for a while, My hands are already hot, grandma will cover your face."

Hu Qiaoyue's palms were warm and she held Lin Siwei's face. Lin Siwei's hands were warm, and so was his face. He couldn't help but say, "Grandma, you are so kind..."

"Flattery." Hu Qiaoyue giggled.

For her, "flattery" has never been a derogatory term. After all, she has long said that flattering her with all your heart is more filial than not looking at her.

After dinner, Lin Siwei washed the dishes and felt warm.

"Grandma, do you have any flowerpots at home?" she asked.

"Flower pot?" Hu Qiaoyue was puzzled, "It's winter, you want to plant flowers?"

Lin Siwei took out a handkerchief from his bag: "I picked up a few flower poles on the roadside and found a pot to plant them in."

Hu Qiaoyue fiddled with a few Root flower stem: "What kind of weed is this? Can it survive?"

"Grandma, this is a sunflower!" Lin Siwei couldn't laugh or cry. He even described her beloved sunflower as a weed, and Lin Siwei refused to accept it!

"Oh. Grandma has planted peonies, crabapples, and peonies...but that was all in the past. I have never planted sunflowers before."

Hu Qiaoyue curled her lips, a little dissatisfied.

She used to be the daughter of a wealthy family. She had a large property on Yangchuan Road and a sizable garden where she naturally planted precious flowers and plants. That is to say, later on, the houses were all owned by the public, and more and more people lived in them. Various constructions were carried out, and the houses became like pigeon cages now. The gardens were long gone.

As soon as Lin Siwei heard what his grandma said, he immediately forgave her.

Yes, yes, grandma said it is a weed, then it is a weed. However, weeds will also bloom wildflowers, and wildflowers are just as vibrant and can decorate spring.

Lin Siwei was completely logical and self-consistent and very satisfied.

"Since grandma can grow such precious flowers, let's try this sunflower. It's easy to grow. With grandma's level, it will definitely be easy to win."

This is the skill of the "flattery" to turn things around.

As expected, Hu Qiaoyue got up and walked to the kitchen, muttering: "You really asked me, there are really many flowerpots. They haven't been cleaned up for many years, so they shouldn't be broken."

There is a back door in the kitchen, and outside the door is a pole. The small north-facing terrace has been in disrepair for a long time. The bricks of this terrace have been exposed, and a corner of the wall has collapsed, revealing a large gap. Therefore, the back door is always locked and no one is allowed in or out. It is not very safe.

Hu Qiaoyue opened the door, and a strong wind suddenly brought snowflakes into the house.

"Hey, the wind is really strong." Hu Qiaoyue wrapped herself in a big shawl and went to the terrace. "I'm lucky. The flower pots are all in good condition."

Then she brought in a tile flower pot and said, "Isn't one enough?

"That's enough." Lin Siwei quickly took the flower pot and locked the back door, locking Feng Xue out .

But when the pot was brought in, Lin Siwei realized that there was no soil.

It is true that I am not a gardening expert and my preparations are not sufficient.

Hu Qiaoyue could tell that her granddaughter seemed to be obsessed with these sunflower stems, so she said, "It's easy. I'll dig a pot outside and bring it back tomorrow."

"It's snowing outside. I'll bring it back tomorrow."

"What's wrong with the snow? , It’s not like getting off the train. I won’t go out when it snows. I just walk slower, but I still buy groceries.

” If you don’t promise me, I...I...I will throw away the sunflower! "

What a severe punishment! Hu Qiaoyue smiled secretly, and felt that her granddaughter had a little secret in her heart.

"Okay, you can bring the soil tomorrow, and I will be responsible for watering it for you. Next spring, I will be responsible for admiring the flowers!"

The two talked affectionately and discussed a lot about the future, each of which was exciting.

Lin Siwei had a dream that night. He dreamed that a pot of sunflowers was placed in the window of grandma's house. The sun was shining brightly on the sunflowers. The flowers were small but tried their best to welcome the spring.

Gu Qia shouted from downstairs: "Lin Siwei——"

"Here he is!" Lin Siwei jumped up from the bed excitedly and rushed to the window to see him, but accidentally knocked down the flower pot.

"Ah——" Lin Siwei screamed in fright.

Awakening from dream.

"Siwei, are you having a nightmare?" Grandma's voice came from the darkness, gentle and quiet.

Is it a nightmare? It seems not.

She might miss Gu Qie.