Time flies, time is like an arrow, and time passes away quietly like running water.
The days are plain and fresh, like a glass of clear water, without too many ripples and waves.
Nearly half a year has passed, and today is March 21, the Vernal Equinox.
For Lan Xiaolan, this is the most special day of every year.
Lan Xiaolan is a well-known workaholic. No matter when or where, she works hard and never rests.
But March 21, the Spring Equinox, is an exception. Like in previous years, no matter how busy she is at work, she will definitely take a day off to go back to her hometown on this day.
This year is different from previous years. In the past, she would rush over and leave in a hurry after finishing the work.
And this year, she can stay here for a few more days.
All the work in her research institute has been handed over, and she is about to prepare to leave for Country E.
Professor Bai knew that today was Bai Ruozhu's death anniversary, and Lan Xiaolan would definitely go back to her hometown to visit her mother.
She had not taken any annual leave in these years. Since she was about to go abroad, Professor Bai specially allowed her to take all her annual leave.
I hope that she can have a good rest in the remaining days and spend more time with her family.
Today, the sun is particularly bright. The magnolias on the mountain behind the house are blooming like white clouds, emitting a fresh fragrance that makes people intoxicated.
This magnolia forest was planted by my father for my mother when he was young.
At that time, Bai Ruozhu suffered from a cough, and when it was serious, she would cough up blood. In order to treat her disease, magnolia was needed as medicine.
However, in that era, logistics were not as developed as they are today, and it was not easy to buy fresh magnolia flowers on a long-term basis. So Lan Tian used his connections to buy magnolia tree seeds and planted them on the hill behind his house.
The white magnolia flowers are like pure white snowflakes. They bloom on the branches, as beautiful as the snow scene in winter.
The petals of these flowers are as pure as snow, exuding a faint fragrance, giving people a fresh and peaceful feeling.
Each flower is like a small world, carrying the power of life and beautiful hope.
When Lan Xiaolan was a child, she would come here to pick magnolia flowers for her mother every day after school. She would carefully select those flowers that were in full bloom and put them one by one in a small bamboo basket.
Sometimes she would pile the flowers into a pyramid shape; sometimes she would pile the flowers into a wreath shape; sometimes she would pile the flowers into the shape of little rabbits.
Every day when she returned home, she would show off her work in front of her mother.
Bai Ruozhu is very happy every day when she sees her daughter picking flowers for her in different ways.
Bai Ruozhu touched Lan Xiaolan's little head, then gently brushed the scattered hair on her temples to her ears, and then said to her daughter gently: "The flowers are so beautiful today."
It’s a pity that the flowers are the same every year, but the people are different every year.
The magnolias on the back mountain are still blooming so beautifully, and the fragrance of the flowers is enough to fill the mountains.
It’s a pity that my mother will never be able to see such a beautiful scenery again.
Lan Xiaolan, holding a basket full of magnolia flowers, and Lan Tian, came to the foot of the hillside in front of Bai Ruozhu's grave.
Just as he was about to go up, Lan Tian suddenly stopped. He looked at his watch and kept turning around to look around.
Lan Xiaolan knew who her father was waiting for.
"Let's go first. It's so late. She might not come."
"She will definitely come back, and she is the elder, we should wait for her."
Lan Xiaolan held a basket full of magnolia flowers and lowered her head sadly.
After waiting for a long time, I finally saw the familiar car at the end of the road at the foot of the mountain.
The car stopped at the bottom of the hill and a young man came out of the cab. He was wearing casual sportswear.
He walked to the trunk of the car, took out an electric wheelchair, and then carefully opened the back door.
Seeing this, Lan Tian quickly put down the tools in his hands and ran towards the car at the bottom of the hill.
The door opened, and an old lady in a pure white brocade embroidered round-necked jacket came down. She was dignified, wealthy, and kind.
She wore a flawless imperial green jadeite bead necklace around her neck and sapphire earrings inlaid with diamonds on her ears.
She also wore a 15-carat diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg on her ring finger.
She is dressed in jewels.
The old lady's neatly combed cloud-like silver hair did not obscure her peaceful yet sad face.
She was very slow to get out of the car, revealing her difficulty with her legs. Lan Tian hurried to help her: "Mom, what happened?"
"Grandma accidentally twisted her foot a while ago, and it hasn't healed yet. The doctor tried to persuade her to rest and not move around, but she just wouldn't listen."
"Shut up right there! Today is the anniversary of the death of your aunt, my only daughter. I have to come and see her no matter what."
Lan Tian looked at his mother-in-law's increasingly slow body, and felt very worried and sad: "It's not convenient for a wheelchair to climb the slope. Mom, let me carry you up."
The old lady looked at her frail grandson, and then at her muscular and strong son-in-law. The result of her choice was already obvious.
Although she was reluctant in her heart, she finally reached out her hand to Lan Tian, and Lan Tian carried the old lady steadily on his back.
When passing by Lan Xiaolan, the old lady looked at her deliberately, her eyes full of surprise and tenderness.
Lan Xiaolan had grown up into a graceful young lady, and she looked more and more like her deceased daughter.
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