Chapter 226 225. Snowflakes fall into the water

Huaiyu at the door: "..."

She shrank her head silently. Zhou Qian heard it more clearly than her and couldn't help but sigh again at this moment - Okay, the secret fusion of Kataro and the Rose Corridor is even weirder now.

He didn't want to eavesdrop anymore, so he knocked on the door.

The conversation in the room stopped, and Uncle Zaozi quickly invited them in, and was about to go to the hospital entrance to buy something. But Zhou Yunfang looked at the IV and shook her head: "I'm fine, don't buy anything, just leave after the IV is finished."

"That won't do!" Uncle Zaozi was a little nervous: "He suddenly fainted for no reason. We still need to check again."

Huaiyu couldn't help but feel a little nervous. But Zhou Qian had been drinking, soaking, and applying the medicine before, and the hospital hadn't found anything, so she quickly put her mind at ease.

Zhou Yunfang shook her head: "I have never been so clear-headed in these years."

She looked at Uncle Zaozi steadily and said, "I won't go crazy again. I want to wait for my gardenia to grow up, and then our family will be lively and happy."

Uncle Zaozi looked at her clear eyes and fell silent at this moment.

After a while he muttered, "You can plant anything, but gardenias are not children."

Now it was Zhou Yunfang's turn to laugh. As she laughed, tears as big as beans rolled down her eyes: "My children are at the monument and at the martyrs' cemetery. I know where they sleep."

She is no longer young, and she should live the rest of her life well with the only family members she has left.

Huaiyu looked at the two of them, hesitating at this moment: "Uncle Zaozi, that Tuancha..."

After hearing this, the couple, who were originally immersed in sorrow, suddenly became alert: "Xiao Yu, what do you mean by Tuancha? We haven't drunk that yet. Remember to bring it back next time."

They spoke with great sincerity, as if it were really true.

After a pause, he added: "I have tried other colors, they are all good, but the pink one is not tasty. Don't sell the pink one anymore."

Huaiyu: ...

Looking at Zhou Qian again, he also visibly relaxed, and then patted Uncle Zaozi on the shoulder:

"Well, I won't sell the pink ones next time. Please pick out the extra ones this time and take care of them."

The four people in the ward were talking in a serious tone, and the secret naturally blended in, like snowflakes entering water, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

…

Squeezed on the bus on the way back, Huaiyu sighed: "Does it mean that rose petals can no longer be used in the future?"

"Not necessarily." Zhou Qian thought for a while: "Uncle Zaozi's incident could also be a coincidence. Why don't we try it tonight?"

Huaiyu shook her head subconsciously! She didn't want it! Being a person has a bottom line, and Kataro's mouth is her bottom line!

Zhou Qian glared at her: "Don't I have any bottom line?"

Huaiyu thought about it and said seriously: "But Brother Zhou Qian, your bottom line was gone when you were saving my life - why don't you try it yourself."

"You, Uncle Zaozi, Aunt Zaozi, the three of you are enough to be the samples."

Zhou Qian: “…”

He really worries about this family.

But, I have to say, my heart was constantly wavering.

Because, since Uncle Zaozi’s wife could dream about the child who died a few years ago, then...what about Zhou Ning?

Will he dream about Zhou Ning? Zhou Qian silently clenched his fists, holding on to hope, but not daring to hope.

…

Because of this incident, I had originally planned to go to the nearby Jinyuan Market to purchase some things, but I gave up.

Huaiyu didn't buy a fishing net today, so he simply took out the trap and purified a large piece of dough again, trying to catch the big black fish that was still nowhere to be seen.

Really, there is no way to delay it any longer. Many lotus leaves have grown, and the flower buds are standing tall and graceful. If she doesn’t find fish, her dream of raising fish in the lotus pond will be shattered even more completely!

At this moment, Zhou Qian was sitting in the living room of Huaiyu's house. On the table in front of him was a huge jar filled with colorful Krona balls, deep and shallow, like a collection of beautiful dreams.

He picked out the pink one, his mind as complicated as a ball of tangled thread that a cat had played with. He barely suppressed his urgency, and then he heard Huaiyu shouting outside: "Why don't we go check on Kuang Biao? Why hasn't he made any movement?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"By the way, bring a few more bamboo poles to plant in the field outside the door. I'll need them to tie the ropes when I go back to dry the vegetables."

Zhou Qian thought of Kuang Biao's love affair, and his already complicated mood became even colder, but the sun had not set yet, and he was afraid that drinking tea to fall asleep would affect the effect, so he decided to find himself something to do.

Turning behind the house, the scorching sun was still shining on the green sunflowers.

After one day's absence, the basin-sized flower seemed to have grown a circle bigger, and the harmless petals swayed slightly in the wind. It was completely impossible to tell that the petals and the entire flower disk had adjusted their angles by themselves yesterday to reflect the sunlight and burn the flower into spots.

Now, the bamboos that were separated from the sunflowers had faint black marks from burning on the bamboo poles in the front row, not to mention the poor leaves that were either dried up and curled up or had holes burned in them...

Zhou Qian raised the corners of his mouth, and then quickly pressed them down. Seeing the eldest and second cubs and the chicks scratching the grass on the side as if nothing had happened, and feeling the rare quietness of Kuang Biao, he couldn't help laughing.

"Um...Kuang Biao, are you okay?"

This time, Kuang Biao suffered physical damage, while Xiao Kui suffered mental damage. It was hard to say which one was more serious, but who made Kuang Biao have a mouth? Kuang Biao shook the bamboo forest, and the fluttering bamboo leaves were like flying broken hearts, falling from the top of his head, and soon his body with thousands of holes smashed onto Zhou Qian's head, shoulders, arms...

It didn't say anything, but its performance was worth a thousand words.

Zhou Qian stared at the still tall sunflower beside him and couldn't help but silently gave it a thumbs up - it endured when it had no ability, and took action immediately when it had the ability. The poem Huai Yu read was really correct, this sunflower was really a natural warrior.

sharp!

Although Xiaokui couldn't speak, she could vaguely sense emotions. At this moment, the large leaves on her body swayed towards Zhou Qian, and the large face plate on her head became more and more shining.

Kuang Biao said nothing, but Zhou Qian still had a mission to accomplish! Looking at the several bamboos with burnt marks in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh: "It doesn't look good at all - Kuang Biao, does it still hurt? If not, give me these bamboos, and I'll make room for you to grow taller."

Not only has Kuang Biao lost his love, but he has also been beaten up by his crush. How can a few bamboos make up for his sadness? He doesn't even bother to say a word. Feeling the sharp mouths of the big cub and the second cub poking at the roots, the bamboos fall down slowly with a crash, as if he no longer has the heart to love...

Update 2, good night! I’m writing furiously next door.