There is an idiom called "surrounded by enemies on all sides". Chu Zhishui now thinks that this word has nothing to do with her surname and it should be changed to "surrounded by bamboo songs".

She is now really under attack from all sides. Not only are there bamboos outside the yard that have not transformed into humans, but a bamboo that has transformed into a human has also come here. It feels like she can't get away from this evergreen plant.

Xin Yunmao wore a pure white windproof jacket today. The hem of the clothes was stained with flame-like ink marks. He looked relaxed and comfortable.

Chu Zhishui was still wearing the pendant. He could obviously teleport in, but he didn't step directly into the yard. He stood outside the fence and stared at her, looking quite sensible and polite.

"How did you get here?" Chu Zhishui left the bamboo forest that had grown over the wall, walked through the courtyard and opened the door for him, "I didn't call your name."

As soon as the gate opened, Xin Yunmao came in and said calmly, "But you touched the bamboo."

"So what if I touched the bamboo?" Chu Zhishui looked at the bamboo forest, then turned back to look at him, and said in surprise, "This bamboo is not you."

"Poems all use mountains, rivers, plants and trees to express emotions, which is what you humans often call imagery." Xin Yunmao looked at her, blinked, and repeated, "You touched the bamboo."

"..."

Chu Zhishui was shocked: "Your way of thinking is so weird, is it because you always let your thoughts wander like poetry?"

It must be said that the ancient poets who sang praises to bamboo praised it too much, making the bamboo so magical that he couldn't help himself, causing his brain circuits to let go like poetry.

Xin Yunmao snorted, followed her in, and said, "You also planted bamboo."

"Didn't I tell you, I didn't plant it, it grew in on its own." Chu Zhishui smiled and threatened secretly, "I was just about to go to the property management to borrow an axe to cut down the bamboo forest."

Xin Yunmao nodded calmly, "Okay, I'll help you cut it, and then plant a new one for you."

Chu Zhishui: "?"

Chu Zhishui changed her words in a second, "Forget it, every blade of grass and every tree is a life, just let them grow."

"Really?" Xin Yunmao turned to look at the bamboo forest outside, his face indifferent, and said slowly, "The roots of bamboo grow fast. It's not obvious now in winter, but it will spread in in spring and completely fill your yard."

"I just checked. They grew from the creek. Your yard is connected to the green space, so the roots have come in."

"No way." Chu Zhishui was surprised. "I've seen bamboos planted in other communities, and this has never happened."

Bamboo is a plant that often accompanies human residences. Logically, the developer should have planned it long ago.

"That is to separate the land in the middle, and the surface is covered with thick bricks. You are connected here, and it will grow into your house sooner or later." Xin Yunmao glanced at her resentfully. "Don't I understand what the bamboo is thinking?"

Chu Zhishui ran out of the door doubtfully. She walked along the bamboo forest to the creek and found that it was connected all the way. There were only a few bamboos beside the stream, but after absorbing the rain and sunshine, they began to expand wildly and jumped directly to the side of the yard. It was estimated that it would only take a matter of time for them to get in.

Xin Yunmao leaned against the door of the fence. He raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "There is still broken ice in the stream. When spring comes, countless mosquitoes will appear and follow this bamboo forest to your yard."

"...How could this happen?"

"This kind of yard is often like this."

Chu Zhishui covered her lips and thought deeply. She had been living in the city all her life and really didn't know these things. When she bought the house, she chose the location and supporting facilities, and the price of the first floor with a yard would be higher. She didn't expect there would be so many troubles and was distressed for a while.

"If I want to avoid mosquitoes in the summer, do I need to ask the property management to clean the bamboo regularly?" Chu Zhishui asked humbly, "Do I really need to cut down the bamboo outside?"

Xin Yunmao: "It's useless. The bamboo will not die if it is cut down. It will continue to grow as long as it has roots."

"Then we can only wait for it to grow over?" Chu Zhishui was stunned, "Is there no other solution?"

Xin Yunmao glanced at her and pursed his lips and said, "There is a way."

"What is it?"

"I will help you plant a kind of bamboo in the yard that repels mosquitoes and insects. It will not occupy the space in the yard casually, and it will prevent other bamboos from growing in."

"..."

Chu Zhishui took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Excuse me, what kind of seed is this? It's so powerful, I've never heard of it."

Xin Yunmao remained calm and said: "It's a high-end variety."

Chu Zhishui admired: "You really give me a sense of freshness every day."

Xin Yunmao was stunned, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if embarrassed, and whispered: "Really?"

"Yes, your shamelessness refreshes my cognition every day."

"?"

"You wish, I won't give you the seeds." Chu Zhishui said unhappily, "Do you think I don't know what you are planning?"

He also asked her for the key to the house, and he had been thinking about this since Danshan.

Seeing that she still didn't give in, Xin Yunmao said dissatisfiedly: "The bamboo is better than mosquitoes. You will know in summer that it is very troublesome to have a yard close to water."

Chu Zhishui was silent for a moment, and he really didn't want to attract mosquitoes.

Not long after, a man and a demon stood in the yard. Chu Zhishui picked up a branch from the side. She drew the 38th parallel solemnly, leaving a mark in front of the door leading to the courtyard, and warned: "Then you can plant it here at most, and it can't spread into the house."

Xin Yunmao was confused: "So it can spread into the house?"

"..."

Chu Zhishui's eyes flashed, and she said angrily: "Okay, don't ask questions, start working."

Xin Yunmao was driven to the yard by her to plant bamboo to prevent mosquitoes from invading after the spring. He squatted in the yard and studied the soil carefully. He looked around and saw no one, so he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The

dark demon energy turned into rain mist, which was not large in scale, like a shower head, falling into the ground.

The cold winter is not suitable for plant growth, but countless light-colored rhizomes surged out of the soil, and soon the courtyard was tidied up. Except for the path leading to the gate, all other soils were turned over and prepared.

Xin Yunmao did not directly catalyze the bamboo to grow taller. Transplanting bamboo in winter was not logical and would easily attract other people's attention. He only left some of his own rhizomes, intending to find time to catalyze them after the arrival of spring. Anyway, she was not in a hurry.

Chu Zhishui walked around the house, and when she came back, she saw the reclaimed courtyard and was amazed: "So fast, waiting for it to grow out now?"

"Yes."

Chu Zhishui had never planted flowers and plants before, so she asked curiously, "Can it grow well before summer?"

"Yes," Xin Yunmao vowed, "If it doesn't grow well, I'll come over to check it out."

Chu Zhishui nodded in understanding. She looked at the cultivated soil and suddenly asked, "Do you still have the seeds you gave me for my birthday?"

Xin Yunmao's jawline instantly tightened. He looked at her dimly and asked warily, "What are you doing?"

Chu Zhishui smiled dryly, "Since you're here, God, please help me plant other plants as well."

She used to be really fanciful and had misunderstandings about her ability to tend flowers and plants. She didn't even know the growth characteristics of bamboo, let alone planting other plants in the yard. He is an expert in plants, so it shouldn't be a problem

for him to do these things. The only drawback is that the plant master has a cold temper and is deeply repulsive to other plants.

As expected, Xin Yunmao immediately turned cold and refused decisively: "No."

"Why?" Chu Zhishui said sadly, "Didn't you say that my wish would come true?"

His wish-making mechanism was absurd. It would suddenly come true when there was no request, but it would remain unmoved when there was a request.

"That's not a wish." Xin Yunmao frowned coldly, his chest felt stuffy, and he said unhappily, "Why should I help you pick flowers and grass?"

Chu Zhishui widened her eyes: "What do you mean by picking flowers and grass?"

He said sourly: "If you plant them, you will touch and bump them, isn't that picking flowers and grass?"

"That word is used in the wrong place." She retorted, "And there is not even a plant here now. Even if I really want to pick, what do you want me to pick!?"

Xin Yunmao heard this, his eyes trembled, and the resentment in his body dissipated. He suddenly fell silent and pursed his lips lightly.

Chu Zhishui met his expectant gaze, and seemed to remember something, and she stopped talking for a moment: "..."

She turned her head away as if nothing had happened: "Oh, sorry, I forgot you are a plant."

There is a plant here, and that is Xin Yunmao in front of her.

After her soft and hard persuasion, Xin Yunmao finally agreed to help plant it reluctantly. He held a branch in his hand, turning the soil intermittently, and said in a muffled voice: "I didn't bring seeds today, let's do it next time."

Chu Zhishui's thoughts were broadened immediately after asking him to plant flowers, and she said softly: "By the way, God, do you know anything about decoration?"

Xin Yunmao suddenly heard her beautiful voice: "?"

Chu Zhishui smiled brilliantly: "It's just the wiring at home, the sewer pipes and so on, do you know where it is not installed well?"

He can control the weather, so this is a piece of cake?

A moment later, Xin Yunmao stepped across the 38th parallel in the yard. He followed Chu Zhishui into the house, still muttering: "Why do you always ask me to make such small wishes? Aren't there some big things?"

Chu Zhishui muttered: "What big things can I encounter? Mortal life is just small things."

Xin Yunmao: "Wealth? Career? Status?"

"No worldly desires."

"..."

Chu Zhishui saw that his face was full of anger, as if he was being wasted. She immediately used her language skills to flatter him, saying, "As the saying goes, if your family is not well managed, how can you manage the world? If the God can manage his family well, then he has the ability to manage the world."

Xin Yunmao looked strange, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he asked tentatively, "Family?"

She answered calmly, "Yes, we must be down-to-earth. If we can figure out the things at home, we will definitely have no problem with things in society."

Xin Yunmao didn't know what he was thinking. He happily suppressed the corners of his mouth and nodded, saying, "You're right."

Chu Zhishui found that the flattery was in place, so she immediately took him around and discussed the details of the house.

Xin Yunmao was indeed a good all-in-one home appliance. He not only accompanied her to check the house, but also cleaned the room. He was clean wherever he went, showing his obsessive nature.

I have to say, magic is really useful. Chu Zhishui recalled the first day she arrived at the office of the Economic Development Division. He had already cleaned the house and even moved the tables, chairs and other items. He probably used the same method.

She didn't envy the money and power brought by the monster at all, but she envied this cleaning ability very much, which was smarter than the dishwasher and the sweeping robot.

Time passed in a flash, and finally only the yard was left.

Chu Zhishui stood by the fence. She looked at the reclaimed soil and began to plan for the next vacation. She asked, "If we bring seeds next time, can we finish planting in one day?"

Xin Yunmao said hesitantly, "Probably..."

Chu Zhishui continued, "If we can finish planting in one day, then we'll come next weekend. If we can't finish planting in one day, we'll have to come during the Spring Festival."

Xin Yunmao calmed down and said, "...we can't finish planting."

Chu Zhishui: "?"

Xin Yunmao looked serious, "We can't finish planting in one day."

"Really?" Chu Zhishui was suspicious, "But I remember that your evil spirit watered the vegetable garden before, and all the seeds sprouted the next day."

"That was not in winter. The four seasons are the laws of heaven and earth. In winter, the speed will be slow, and flowers and plants are reluctant to sprout." Xin Yunmao blinked and said seriously, "Don't I understand what plants are thinking?"

"..."