Seeds have a dormant period

Zhou Huaiyue came back from buying movie tickets. As soon as he walked into the hotel lobby, he saw Shen Roujiao standing at the front desk, staring at the phone in a daze.

"Waiting for a call?" He walked forward and waved his hand in front of her.

"No, I'm waiting for you." She concealed all her emotions as she looked up, with a smile on her face. "I thought about you coming back, so I called home to ask about the progress of the nameless grass. I don't know if Tang Zhipei succeeded."

"Okay." It's a two-day holiday for National Day, and Ms. Zhenhua, who is busy with work, should be at home.

The call was connected and it was indeed Chen Zhenhua.

Zhou Huaiyue was concerned about their health. He learned that his father's back pain had recurred after a few autumn rains. He instructed his mother to use moxa hot compresses combined with acupuncture, and to add fire therapy and cupping when the pain was severe.

Chen Zhenhua assured them that she was also studying medicine and could take good care of Chu Zhuo.

When asked about the development of their business in Shanghai, Zhou Huaiyue only said that it might take some time, as they had not visited seven or eight hospitals yet. They would see the specific progress later and return to Beijing after everything here was settled.

When it comes to the cultivation of nameless grass, Ms. Zhenhua's words are full of pride.

"It's right to hand this over to Zhi Peijun. The seeds he brought back from Ping An have successfully sprouted in the cultivation chamber. There are eleven plants in total, and they are growing well. The germination rate of the first batch was 10%, and the second batch is currently being worked on, and it is expected to increase to 30%."

Shen Roujiao, who was holding the receiver, excitedly pulled Zhou Huaiyue's arm.

"Auntie Chen, what was the reason why they didn't sprout before?" she asked impatiently.

"Jiaojiao is here too. This grass your master found is really a spoiled brat. Don't be fooled by its small seeds. It has a dormant period and cannot be planted in other seasons."

Ms. Zhenhua said that the first batch of seeds were treated with temperature increase, that is, the seeds were broken from dormancy under the stimulation of a higher temperature of 20-25℃; the second batch of seeds were soaked in an erythromycin solution with a concentration of 85ppm to stimulate the internal physiological activities of the grass seeds, thereby breaking the dormancy and germinating.

This is just the first step: breaking the seed dormancy.

The second step is the planting environment. The soil must have a high water content and a loose sandy loam with an oxygen content of 15% - 21%.

This also explains why the nameless grass only grows in rock crevices where there is flowing water.

"Zhi Pei said that it is not easy to find this kind of grass. If the powerful medicinal properties of the grass itself can be discovered and used as medicine to treat diseases, the probability is so low that it is almost impossible. It can only be explained by the master's firm determination and the ancestor's reward for food."

"Aunt Chen, my master said that this nameless grass, in addition to its anti-inflammatory effect, has another magical effect." Shen Roujiao snatched the microphone from Zhou Huaiyue and heard the other party ask: "What else?"

"Wait a minute," she pushed Zhou Huaiyue one meter away with one hand, meaning that he was not qualified to listen, but he asked back: "Why can my mother listen but I can't?"

The two young men on the other end of the phone were talking to each other, which made Ms. Zhenhua want to laugh. Her son was just like a little boy who could be coaxed into submission in front of Shen Roujiao.

"That's different. If you want to listen, you have to call me Master." Shen Roujiao deliberately targeted him in a pretentious tone.

"Impossible, Zhenhua didn't scream either." He was unconvinced.

"You're crazy. Zhenhua is my future mother-in-law. How could I scream?" She covered the microphone with her hand and lowered her voice to the lowest level.

"Then I am still your future husband." Zhou Huaiyue looked very serious.

Not caring about hanging up the phone, she covered his mouth with her hand, "Shh! Make an exception, I'll make an exception for you, let you hear it once, only once."

He moved the phone to her ear and said, "Hurry up and talk."

"Aunt Chen, Wumingcao can also be applied externally. It has a miraculous effect on purulent inflammation and itchy skin caused by dampness, heat and toxins. Just mash it up and apply it to the affected area. Wrap it with gauze and fix it. Change the dressing 1-2 times a day. It is very effective. The master said, 'The ancestors hid the essence of heaven and earth in it.' Aunt Chen, you are a top expert in this field. Can you check what good things are hidden in Wumingcao?"

"The entire Tsinghua and Peking University Genetics Institute is interested in this little grass. It is so green and juicy that it attracts a lot of attention. Zhipei treated it like a treasure and refused to give us any. However, he promised that after the second batch of plants are successfully cultivated, he would give us a few plants for research."

Chen Zhenhua had previously heard Zhou Chuzhuo say that the nameless grass was as green as fairy grass, and he thought he was exaggerating. But after seeing how crystal clear and tender it was with his own eyes, he felt that it was probably the fairy grass of the red pearl that was watered with nectar by the attendant Shenying of the Chixia Palace. It grew beside the Sansheng Stone on the bank of the Ling River in the west, and was nourished by the essence of heaven and earth and rain and dew, which is why it was so crystal clear and glowing.

Everyone was happy that the Nameless Grass had made progress. Zhou Huaiyue was in a good mood because Shen Roujiao called him "my husband" when she hung up the phone, which swept away the gloom of the past two days.

That night, the two held hands and went to the cinema to watch "The Love in the Pen". As the only costume drama of the year, the cinema was packed.

Wang Li plays the role of Baoqin, the younger sister of the heroine Baojuan. The film tells the story of the love between the ancient calligrapher Zhao Xuzhi and Baojuan, the daughter of the Qi general, and the love between Huan Shu, the son of Princess Nanling, and Baoqin, the second daughter of the Qi general.

The film incorporates a large number of calligraphy elements, using calligraphy art as a clue to promote the development of the love story, allowing Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue, who are also connected by calligraphy, to empathize with each other.

After coming out of the cinema, Shen Roujiao talked about the time when she fell in Zhou Huaiyue's room. She didn't have time to lie down and pretend to be asleep because she wanted to peek at his calligraphy practice, but ended up making such a big embarrassment in front of her future in-laws.

"So, was that stack of papers on the desk written by you?" She suddenly remembered and had to ask for clarification.

"Is it well written or not?" Zhou Huaiyue asked back.

"It depends on who you compare with. Slightly worse than Uncle Zhou, but better than me." Shen Roujiao still remembered the handwriting that was not as good as Tingjian's, but better than Tingjian's.

"But my dad said that I can't write as well as you." During the months in Nanshan Village, Zhou Huaiyue spent the agonizing time waiting for a reply by practicing calligraphy, often writing for the entire day.

"Did you really write it? Huaiyue, you are amazing. You can write so well in such a short time. I am jealous of you." Although he said jealousy, his eyes were full of admiration.

In Shen Roujiao's eyes, Zhou Huaiyue was definitely a top student. Not to mention the numerous medicinal materials and prescriptions he could name at any time, his memory was terrifyingly strong. When designing the pharmaceutical factory, even the people in the design unit praised his professionalism for the revision suggestions he made.

Moreover, she was most proud of her achievement of memorizing the entire Tao Te Ching in 12 hours, which she was able to accomplish with the help of the top student Zhou Huaiyue.

If it weren't for a cultural catastrophe, he would have been admitted to the best university, went to the best university abroad, and become an even more remarkable Zhou Huaiyue.

He smiled and ruffled her soft hair, "You've said all the nice things to say." Who could understand such a good life when she compliments me every day until I'm speechless?

Under the flickering street lights, the two people walked leisurely on the road, their shadows overlapping and the light making them appear longer and shorter.

The cool autumn wind rustles the leaves of the sycamore trees, and the breeze falls on the ears of lovers, playfully ruffling their hair, and eavesdropping on the lovers' secret whispers.

"Master, Wang Li's acting was really good. Her lines and performance were just as good as the leading actress. Her makeup, hair and clothes were all so pretty, which made her even more beautiful." Shen Roujiao, who was filtered by a friend, even felt that Wang Li, who was acting for the first time, would have no problem playing the lead role.

"Not bad." Zhou Huaiyue would not make up stories out of nothing. On the contrary, he felt that Wang Li's eye acting was much worse than that of the female lead.

"She is already very good. Brother Zhang has been pursuing her for so many years, and finally got what he wanted. After Brother Qingjun gets married, I will probably be able to drink in their wedding wine."

"How do you know?"

I pulled her hand and stopped it. Under the street light, there were two black dots.

"Sister Wang Li is here to see Zhang..." She explained carefully. In fact, it was a deliberate test. Shen Roujiao had to go back to see Zhang Qingjun. He had fought for this day with his life, and he couldn't let it go to waste because of her.

"If it's not this, how do you know Qingjun is getting married?" The extended branches of the sycamore tree cast a heavy shadow on Zhou Huaiyue's face, making it impossible to see his expression.

"That's what Qingjie said during the meal."

Several days have passed, and she didn't mention it earlier or later, but suddenly mentioned it at this moment, "Why do you say it now?" Zhou Huaiyue, hidden in the darkness, asked coldly.

Sure enough, the soul-torture cannot be avoided.

"Qingjun didn't want to tell us. He thought it would be better to really not know than to pretend not to know, so he didn't tell you. But I just mentioned it casually, and there's no need to hide it from you."

Zhou Huaiyue took a step forward. The two black dots overlapped under the streetlight and became irregular shapes. She could finally see his face clearly. "Roujiao, I have been waiting for these words for two days."

At that time, he was standing outside the box door, listening to her wishing Qingjun good luck in finding a good partner and a happy marriage.

!

He knows!

Zhou Huaiyue heard everything.

So, those two questions he asked in the car that day were because of this; his strange mood these days was also because of this.

"Huai Yue, I didn't mean to hide it..." The explanation was pale and powerless.

"Qingjun doesn't want to tell you, Qingjie doesn't want to tell me. Shen Roujiao, what about you? I can be ignorant because I don't care whether he gets married or who he marries. I only care about you. Will you be sad? Will you feel sad for him?"

The moment he pushed open the door with ice cream in hand, he clearly saw sadness in Shen Roujiao's eyes. Why?

"It's true that I'm happy for him, but it's also true that I'm a little sad. It's not because of anything else, but because he treats me as a stranger..."

After being reborn, if you meet someone who is good to you, you should cherish them, not only Zhang Qingjun, but also Qingjie, Boss Cui, Mother Gu, Uncle Lu... Shen Roujiao is grateful and sincere to each of them.

"Roujiao, being strangers is good for everyone. Zhang Qingjun did nothing wrong."

When love is deep, there is no need to meet each other; when love is extreme, there is no need to be entangled.

Pretending to be ignorant when knowing the truth is too difficult for someone who has truly loved someone. He cannot watch the person he loves holding someone else's hand. Just thinking about it is painful enough, let alone meeting him in person.

"But why did he..." Why did they want to meet again? She respected Zhang Qingjun's choice and fully cooperated with his choice.

Zhou Huaiyue interrupted her with a cold voice, "No reason. Shen Roujiao, from now on you are strangers."

"good."