Chapter 63 Wildflowers and Peonies
Although the women working there didn't look over here on purpose, their ears pricked up. Some of them were about to explain, but Qing Wu was afraid they would let the cat out of the bag, so he quickly opened his eyes and lied, "Where? It looks clean to me."
Xiao Ji couldn't help but turn his head, and now he didn't care about the quarrel anymore. He pointed to the plant with blue-purple flowers not far away and said, "Isn't that it?" There were more than one plant, but several.
Qingwu felt that if she didn't acknowledge the existence of Viola yedoensis, Xiao Ji would suspect that she was blind, so she changed her excuse.
"Actually, I like this little purple flower. I think it's very beautiful and has a unique wild charm."
Xiao Ji's eyes moved back and forth between the purple flowers and the peonies. The remaining peony buds in the garden, as big as bowls, bent the branches, forming a sharp contrast with the purple flowers the size of a fingernail at his feet. Qing Wu followed his gaze and understood what he meant, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Anyone who chooses will choose peonies and pull out the wild flowers to prevent them from competing with peonies for nutrients.
This scene made her think of herself, her twin sisters, her mother, her brother, and Song Yunhe when they forced her to exchange with Xi Qingtong. Did they look like they do now?
Xi Qingtong is the carefully cultivated peony, and I am like this tiny violet gentian. I should know who to choose at first sight.
Memories came flooding back like a tide, and his mother's words, "You were born in the countryside," echoed in his ears again. Qingwu dug his fingernails into his palms, barely able to steady his expression. When he saw Viola yedoensis again, the emotions in his heart were no longer the same as before.
"Actually, I left it here on purpose." Her tone suddenly hardened. "Everyone loves the richness of peonies, but wildflowers also have the right to bloom. Moss flowers are as small as rice grains, but they also bloom like peonies..."
Qing Wu chuckled softly, the surging emotions in his chest turning into boiling words, "So what if I was born in the countryside? So what if I'm small and short? Doesn't that mean I don't have my own style?"
Her grandmother often used this sentence to encourage her, telling her that even if she had no place to live and was of humble status, she should live well and live out her own glory.
These words exploded in everyone's ears like fireworks. Xiao Ji couldn't help but remain silent, his eyes wandering over the peonies and purple wildflowers again, and more thoughts suddenly came to his mind.
The first line of the line "Moss flowers are as small as rice grains, yet they bloom like peonies" reads: "Where the sun does not reach, youth arrives naturally."
This sentence originally meant that the moss still stubbornly glowed in the corners where the sun could not reach. From objects to people, Xiao Ji also thought of himself.
Now that he has become a commoner with a broken leg, the "relocation" in the imperial edict is also seen as "confinement" in the eyes of most people. "Sun" has always symbolized the emperor. Isn't this temporary palace "a place that cannot be reached in broad daylight" for him?
Looking at the wildflowers on the ground, they were purple. Purple has always been a noble color. The reason she left these purple wildflowers was...
If Xiao Ji's legs were fine at this moment, he would definitely find that there were more than one kind of wild flowers left in the flower garden, but now he just felt that Qing Wu did it on purpose to leave them there to encourage and inspire him.
Not only that, Xiao Ji looked at the peonies again. Hadn't the delicate peony, known as the king of flowers, also been forgotten in this palace? Although no one cared for it, the few remaining plants had already grown into old trunks, and the flowers on them were still budding, full of vitality.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he looked up at Qingwu, his heart suddenly moved. However, due to the need to save face, he only said stiffly: "Since Qingqing likes it, then keep it."
Hearing the word "Qingqing", Qingwu raised an eyebrow, wondering why Xiao Ji suddenly gave in. However, he still took this opportunity to make the other herbs pass through the "clear path", so he said: "Then I have other wild flowers that I like..."
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Ji readily agreed: "As long as you like it, keep whatever you like."
Madam is such a kind-hearted person, isn't she? Otherwise, she wouldn't treat a useless person like me the same way. Thinking of this, his eyes brightened when he looked at Qingwu.
He had already forgotten his previous refusal to take the initiative. Now he was afraid that Qingwu would throw one of those inexplicable temper tantrums at him again.
Qing Wu didn't know that her image in Xiao Ji's heart had become more prominent. She was thinking about how to get Xiao Ji away. If Xiao Ji didn't leave, how could she guide the villagers to pull weeds and how to make the medicine she wanted...garden?
Meeting Xiao Ji's sparkling eyes, Qing Wu's phoenix eyes turned and he coaxed: "I'll take care of the backyard, Liu Lang, don't worry. Why don't you go to the front yard and see how the roof repair is going?"
The palace of the imperial palace is different from ordinary houses. It has a high roof and it is difficult to buy tiles of the same specifications. They had to demolish the east wall and repair the west wall. They also removed the glazed tiles from the remote abandoned houses and used them to repair the main hall and other houses. All the men from Hedong Village were repairing the houses in the front.
Hearing Qingwu calling him Liu Lang as usual, Xiao Ji suddenly felt happy and forgot that he had just asked Zhao Tong to push him back because he was annoyed by the noise and dust in front.
He just smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll go and take a look." His voice was light and gentle. When he turned around to give instructions to Zhao Tong, his tone immediately returned to normal.
Zhao Tong couldn't help but feel resentful after hearing this. He didn't say anything, but turned the wheelchair in his hands and pushed Xiao Ji back. When they passed by the bushes, he suddenly echoed a sentence from eight lifetimes ago -
"Yes, the leaves are really green."
Xiao Ji: ...
After the two left, Qingwu returned to the garden and continued to teach other women how to identify herbs. Although Qingwu did not state her identity as a doctor, her words and actions had already convinced the women and children of Hedong Village. They listened attentively to Qingwu's explanation of herbs, trying to learn some tricks so that they would not have to spend money to see a doctor in the future.
Qingwu knew what they were thinking and did not hide anything. When he talked about each herb, he mentioned its efficacy, and for a moment it was a bit like a teacher giving a lecture.
Just as the group of people were learning in full swing, Yuzhu suddenly ran over from the front yard, "Madam... Madam...someone from the Xi family is here."
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