42 The Seventh Store
◎ "Dead things are like broken vases."◎
When Lu Yao was in the first grade of junior high school, her mother opened a breakfast shop in the town.
Her mother was good at cooking and kept the shop clean and tidy. The kindergarten and elementary school in the town were very close to the breakfast shop, so the business was pretty good.
Lu Yao's school was an hour's drive from home, so she had to live on campus.
Every weekend, her mother would drive to the school to pick her up.
It was an extremely ordinary Saturday morning. On the way home, Lu Yao was acting cute with her mother and wanted to eat sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch.
A black off-road vehicle drove towards them, and it didn't dodge or avoid, but hit them directly.
Lu Yao sat in the passenger seat. When she woke up, her vision was blurry, her hands and feet were almost numb, and her nose was full of rust.
Her cheeks touched the cold stones and wet and sticky soil. Lu Yao panicked: "Mom, Mom?"
There was no response.
Lu Yao was scared and couldn't control her tears: "Mom, Mom, where are you?"
"Don't cry." A cold and irritable voice sounded, "It's so ugly."
Someone was approaching her. Lu Yao's consciousness was blurred. It felt like a long time had passed before that person walked up to her.
She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids slid down heavily, and sometimes it was pitch black in front of her eyes, and sometimes there was a glimmer of light.
Lu Yao was not sure if she saw a silver arc swaying in the wind.
"She is dead. Dead things are like broken vases, no matter what, they can never be put back together." The voice sounded again, as if it was right next to her ear, "You will die soon too. Are you scared?"
Lu Yao lifted her eyelids with force, and the silver-haired boy in a black robe stood in front of her in a weird posture.
She asked silently: "Are you - the god of death?"
The boy squatted on the front of the overturned car, his eyes red as blood, staring at the almost silent girl squeezed inside through the broken front window: "I'm in a bad mood today, so I'll do something bad."
The boy said lightly and slowly stretched out his hand to her.
Lu Yao regained consciousness in the hospital. There were only a few scratches and cuts on his body caused by glass shards. The driver who caused the accident had been caught.
The man smoked something at home, and his brain was already black when he drove out. After waking up, he cried in pain in the detention center.
Lu Yao's mother died on the spot. When the ambulance and police car arrived, blood was all over the floor.
"Dead things are like broken vases, they can never be put back together again."
Lu Yao suddenly opened her eyes and saw the familiar ceiling of the hotel room, her eyes moving slowly.
Was it a dream?
Or a memory?
No!
In Lu Yao's memory, Lu Mingxiao never appeared in the car accident that she and her mother had.
Dreams are not reality.
Lu Yao rubbed her forehead and got up. She was probably stimulated by the matter of the fetus, so she had such a strange dream.
She slept very deeply this time, and it was dark outside.
Lu Yao rested, and the little people did not come to disturb her.
Iris, Platycodon and Fengqin, three little people from the Xiaguang tribe, worked together to make dinner. The food in the restaurant was rich, and it was inevitable that they had to walk with the help of the wall to eat dinner. Lu
Yao calmed down and came out to see them holding hands and circling the Rose Guest Room. When she saw her, she wanted to run over immediately, but because she ate too much, she couldn't run, so she could only walk slowly.
"Lu Yao, can you exchange the calamus in the greenhouse with me?"
"Lu Yao, I want calamus, too."
"Lu Yao, can you give me a plant of calamus?"
Lu Yao was puzzled: "Why do you all like calamus?"
After listening to the little people chattering about the stories of calamus, Lu Yao comforted them: "Don't worry, when the calamus in the greenhouse grows up, it will sprout many seedlings. After dividing the plants, there will be many calamus seedlings. Everyone will have one, can you wait a little longer?"
The little people have no concept of "planting". They have always lived off the land. After finishing their work here, they will move to another place and migrate several times a year.
Lu Yao said that he was going to cultivate calamus seedlings, but they didn't quite understand. They just trusted and loved Lu Yao blindly, and remembered to wait for a while, and then everyone would get calamus seedlings, and then they dispersed happily.
At this time, Budu and Ji Feiming pushed the door open together.
Seeing that Lu Yao was awake, Ji Feiming took out a steaming hot grilled steak and seafood pasta from the ring: "Child said you were about to wake up, and ordered food at the snack bar, and asked me to bring it over." Lu
Yao nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, working overtime so late."
Ji Feiming has always been busier in the morning. After lunch, he basically has nothing to do, but he often stays until five o'clock.
Staying until nine o'clock like today means that Budu has spoken.
Lu Yao took the plate and asked casually: "Is that envoy still in the city of Zhaoguang?"
She was referring to Ji Feichen.
Ji Feiming nodded: "Well, you have nothing to do all day, and you don't want to go back to your family."
Xiao Ji's mouth had a hint of regret.
He didn't mean to despise him, but he felt that Ji Feichen was wasting his time like this, and
he couldn't stand it. He is not young anymore, and the current child's situation cannot be saved by your throwing tantrums.
Xiao Ji has long let it go,
and he no longer often thinks about his former honorable status. From a divine messenger to an ordinary person, it is already difficult to integrate into the lives of ordinary people. Now he feels most comfortable staying in the shopping street.
Ji Feichen has the same experience as him, but Ji Feichen is still unwilling to accept it.
Maybe it's because he didn't meet a Lu Yao.
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After a good sleep in the afternoon and dinner, Lu Yao was full of energy, and she just wanted to verify something.
After making sure that the guests and the staff had gone back to their rooms to rest, Lu Yao took out the tea bowl that had not yet sprouted from the glass greenhouse. Seeing that the moonflower next door was listless, he took it out as well.
Lu Yao removed the soil on the surface of the tea bowl and took out the tangerines that had been planted earlier. Sure enough, they still had not sprouted.
She took it under the lamp to observe this strange fruit, and gradually felt that the yang tangerine did not seem to be very similar to the fetus seed.
In the afternoon, Lu Yao saw the rejuvenated fetus seed, and he always felt that it looked a bit like a yang tangerine.
Now carefully distinguishing, the surface of the yang tangerine is like a tangerine, and the orange skin still has the bumpy granular feeling of the orange peel, while the surface of the fetus seed is covered with a layer of smooth flesh-pink film, which alone is different.
Lu Yao pinched the yang tangerine and applied force with his fingertips.
"What are you doing?" Zi Yi came out of the guest room opposite, and just as he climbed onto this window sill, he saw Lu Yao doing something bad, "I told you not to break it!"
In a hurry, his throat was split. Lu Yao
let go of his hand: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
Zi Ye looked at the tangerine tree with distress as it fell back into the soil: "You can't plant tangerines like this. If you want it to sprout, you have to water it with Luna Flower Dew three times a day, and make sure it's full."
"Luna Flower Dew?" Lu Yao looked innocent.
It turns out that tangerine trees and Luna Flowers grow together, but tangerine trees are delicate and can only grow if they are watered with Luna Flower Dew.
Lu Yao picked up the Yangtang again and played with it in his hand: "What a coincidence, it's the same as the fetal seed."
Zi Ye looked away and pretended not to hear: "Don't plant it yet. There is only one Luna Flower in the store, which is not enough to grow it." Lu Yao
: "What should we do?"
Zi Ye: "Tomorrow I plan to go back to the tribe with Jie Xiang. Maybe I can ask the tribe to transplant more Luna Flowers. Then you can plant it."
The Yangtang in Lu Yao's hand is probably the last seed.
Zi Ye didn't have much hope.
Seven years ago, the Yangtang tree was about to die. The tribe tried every possible way, but failed to cultivate a new seedling, wasting dozens of seeds.
The one in Lu Yao's hand probably wouldn't sprout.
But Zi Ye was once a temple knight, and seeing the yangju seeds, she could not stand by and watch, so she decided to go back to the tribe.
As for why she didn't take the yangju from Lu Yao, Zi Ye had some thoughts.
From the incident of the fetus in the afternoon, he saw that the owner was not ordinary.
Zi Ye judged that the yangju had a better chance of survival in her hands than taking it back to the Shenmu tribe. Lu
Yao asked again: "Do we have to get a wooden box for it then?"
Zi Ye shook her head: "The heart seed is different from the seed seed, it doesn't need a box."
Zi Ye didn't want to say anything more, and Lu Yao didn't ask any more questions.
She had learned a lot.
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Early the next morning, Qian Lang, Bei Bei, Xia Yin, and Feng Qin left together.
The embryo remained in good condition throughout the night, and was still active and lively before they left the inn, without any signs of weakness.
Not long after the four guests left, Ziye and Jiexiang also left on the red pigs in the inn. Ziye
walked away, and Luyao followed to make a small box for Yangju with the Tears of God.
She threw Yangju into the pearl embryo box and fed it with flower dew diluted with water three times a day.
The Moon Goddess Flower would wilt after the flower dew was picked. Luyao tried to throw a tear of God into the basin, and the flower recovered after half a day.
It is easier to take care of than Yangju, but the flower dew is pitifully little, and it must be diluted with water to be enough.
When Lu Yao feeds Yang Ju with the watered Moon Goddess Flower Dew, he still nags: "Little thing, love to give birth or not. If it doesn't sprout in three days, throw it into the chaotic stone forest outside the store."
[Author's words]
No prize question: What bad things did the middle school student A do back then?
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