Summer night is quiet.
Not long after Lin Shoumo moved to Jincheng, he had already added seventeen or eight pots of flowers to the balcony, and brought a big reclining chair with him. Aunt Jiang also had spider plants hanging on the rack that Aunt Jiang used to dry clothes. It looked very vibrant and lush. When he is not busy, he will drink tea in this mini garden, enjoying himself.
Lin Jing moved a small bench and sat next to him: "Dad."
"Aren't you looking for Xiaoxing today?" Lin Shoumo handed over a cup of tea, "Try it, the Maojian you just bought."
"I can't drink these." Lin Jing approached, "Dad, I saw a monster again."
Lin Shoumo immediately lowered his voice: "It's true, don't let your mother know, or she will scold us for not being materialistic enough."
"Really." Lin Jing said, "There was a piece of grass running around on the ground in the community, and we even said hello."
Lin Shoumo was startled when he heard this, because although he felt that he was a bit of Maoshan Taoist blood, he only stayed at the basic level of occasionally seeing supernatural phenomena, and was far from reaching the advanced stage of "chatting a few words". His first reaction was to try his son The temperature of his forehead to see if he is burning stupid.
Kobayashi showed the expression of disappointment and condemnation, "Don't you even believe me? Don't we belong to the same country?"
Lao Lin immediately apologized, Dad was really worried about you, come on, let's talk about what happened to that grass.
Considering his father's ability to accept, Lin Jing's story this time is relatively simple, just a grass Hi, a grass Bye, and there are no vicious big monsters. After speaking, he actively shared with Lin Shoumo a new perspective on the problem: "Dad, do you think it is possible that we are also monsters?"
Lin Shoumo put down his tea cup: "Huh?"
Lin Jing's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Lin Shoumo actually didn't mind chatting with him about monsters and celestial masters, but he soon realized another thing. His son was about to enter his third year of high school. How important is the third year of high school. He must concentrate on his studies and must not be addicted to goblins and ghosts.
So he gave a serious education: "How could we be monsters, what an absurd idea, you must have been too tired from studying recently, too much pressure, autonomic dysfunction, that's why you have frequent hallucinations, and even saw walking grass. In this way, starting from tomorrow, ask Aunt Jiang to cook less spicy and greasy meals, and prepare more vegetables and fruits rich in vitamins, and you should also keep yourself in a good mood, go to bed early and get up early, and avoid staying up late."
"..."
Plant Kobayashi felt that he was indeed going to be mentally disturbed by the long list of doctor's orders.
But before he returned to the bedroom, he issued a humanitarian warning: "Oh, by the way, my mother has already discovered your private money."
Middle-aged Lin:!
unhappy!
…
Guarding the sacred tree invited Lin Jing and Ji Xingling to the monster village again, and enthusiastically showed off the new big pit.
He dug it specially for the dracaena saplings, and the pit was filled with pure aura from Kunlun Mountain, lingering in the air. But also because it was newly excavated, the newly dug up soil in the pit is still very moist, and some small hard-shelled beetles and earthworms are running around, looking extremely lively.
Lin Jing: "..."
Grandpa Dashu cheerfully patted him on the shoulder, encouraging: "Son, go in and try."
A colorful centipede climbed the wall of the pit and wriggled, and the hairs of Xiaolin, a clean freak, stood up all over, and his face was covered with the words "I don't want to go in at all!" He didn't become interested in this plant's first-class VIP pit just because he clarified the identity of the dragon's blood tree, and he still couldn't resist it.
The guardian of the sacred tree was confused, because although he had taken care of many seedlings, it was the first time he had experienced a dragon's blood tree, so he wondered, is there any plant in the world that doesn't like the aura of Kunlun
Ji Xingling understood the market better, and explained casually beside him: "Oh, he thinks your pit is dirty."
Guarding the sacred tree: "..."
Lin Jing: "..."
Grandpa Dashu was worried, and he used a cane to educate the young seedlings. You can't do this. Plants always need to absorb nutrients from the earth, even the dragon's blood tree is no exception, otherwise 80% of them will suffer from malnutrition.
Mr. Xiaolin thought about it, but he still didn't want to enter the pit. It's okay to stand outside the pit and feel the aura, but it's really not good to go in, so he argued with reason: "But my dad has never stood in a pit."
"That's different, he's a seed that hasn't sprouted yet."
"..."
Ji Xingling took Lin Jing's shoulders, chewing gum in his mouth, and didn't take it seriously: "If you don't want to stand up, don't stand up. I'll go back and ask my dad if I can get you some hydroponic fluid, right? In order to supplement nutrients, I think it may be similar."
"Uh-huh."
Guarding the sacred tree watched the unicorn cubs take away the saplings of the dragon blood tree.
Young people of today!
Blood pressure can give you high gas.
In the end, Grandpa Dashu had no choice but to send a box of Kunlun Reiki Drink to Jiang'an Academy 1302 to supplement nutrition for the disobedient seedlings. Qingji Express pedaled the small yellow tricycle and knocked on the window politely: "Hello, please use the monster card to sign... Oh, by the way, you haven't applied for the monster card yet, so you can sign here!"
Before leaving, the courier in the yellow jacket reiterated that the company accepts human beings, monsters, and transvestites... Anyway, the scope is very wide, all kinds of business, and he always does not forget to poach SF Express. He is very conscientious.
It was the first time in Lin Jing's life that he paid with Monster Coins—Shang Wei had just given him ten of them, and she found it novel and excited. After opening the express box, she asked Ji Xingling, "Is this wine? It's a bit like sparkling lemon wine."
"It's a health drink produced by Kunlun Mountain. It's plant-based." Ji Xingling looked at the description, "It's similar to human oral liquid. If you feel tired, you can drink a bottle. It says to replenish it at most once a month."
Cool plants are painted on the drink bottles, with teeth and claws, looking fierce, thick and towering, which is in line with the growing secondary needs of juvenile plants. In view of the preciousness of this thing, Lin Jing specially gave two bottles to Ge Hao the next day. This is his only plant friend so far, and everyone can share the spiritual energy together.
The summer vacation of the second year and the third year of senior high school is ridiculously short. I always feel that I was still in the final exam yesterday, and school will start in a blink of an eye. The wechat group lamented, lamented that the happy sophomore year would never come back, and discussed whether to go out for a massage, which was the last carnival before the end.
Ji Xingling thinks that you guys are really good at talking, what is the end, the third year of high school is not the end of your brother Xing, but a new journey full of hope!
Lin Jing was shocked by this positive young man: "Then do you want to have barbecue tomorrow?"
"Too lazy to move." Ji Xingling lay on the bed, flipping through the vocabulary book in his hand, "But do you want to go? If you want to go, I can do it."
"I'm not going either." Lin Jing said, "I promised my mother to go shopping with her, and Aunt Hu seems to be going too."
"Huh?" The young master sat up, alert, "Why didn't I know about this?"
"Because Aunt Hu said that you absolutely hate shopping."
"I don't hate it."
It is not annoying to have Mr. Kobayashi, but it is full of fun to have Mr. Kobayashi!
The young master kept his word, in order to prevent being ruthlessly abandoned and becoming a left-behind child, he even set an alarm clock at 8:00 in the morning, and wandered around the house in high spirits.
Hu Meimei was dizzy from being shaken by him: "What are you so excited about?"
Ji Xingling tried his best to be as calm as possible: "Are you going to visit the home furnishing museum?"
"Your Auntie Shang wants to buy some odds and ends, let's go and have a look together."
"Take me, take me, I'm going to suffocate at home."
Home Furnishing is good! Visiting the home furnishing hall with Mr. Xiaolin, this is a wonderful start to a new life of cohabitation, even if you can't buy it now, it doesn't matter, it's a rehearsal in advance.
That's right! Your brother Xing is such a thoughtful seventeen-year-old macho!
So the two families, together with Jiang Fenfang, happily went to the furniture store together.
Ji Minglang has been working overtime recently, and so has Lin Shoumo. He went to the hospital for two meetings on weekends and didn't come home until three or four in the afternoon.
Lao Lin: Do you want to go home for dinner tonight
Kobayashi: No, we're going to eat the famous steak!
Lao Lin held his mobile phone and waited eagerly for a long time, but he didn't wait for his son to send an invitation to eat steak together, so he replied sourly, oh.
The life of a middle-aged man is so melancholy, lonely, and lonely.
Lin Shoumo squinted on the sofa for a while before getting up to take a slow bath, and then went to the kitchen to fry two slices of steak for himself. The supermarket product is also very famous and a well-known national trademark. He was going to make another tiramisu, so he unilaterally requisitioned Xiao Lin's thumb biscuits, and then rummaged through his snack box twice, only to find more than a dozen bottles of small drinks—the instruction booklet was thrown away by Ji Xingling long ago. All that remains is the packaging that resembles sparkling wine.
Lin Shoumo frowned. He didn't encourage teenagers to be exposed to alcohol at all, not even this 3% drink, so they didn't receive them in the living room and tasted another bottle.
Hey, the taste seems to be okay.
…
At around eight o'clock in the evening, the elevator "ding" sounded, and before people came out, a pile of shopping bags poured out first.
The house mopping team had a fruitful trip. Ji Xingling and Lin Jing were used as coolies, and Ji Minglang was also there. He deliberately turned to pick them up after get off work, and he was holding two round stools in his arms at this time. Shang Wei thanked and opened the door: "Quick, come in first and take a rest."
Lin Shoumo was reading in the study, and ran out quickly after hearing the movement: "Hey, I bought so many things."
"Yes." Shang Wei turned around shaking her sore wrist, and then, "Ah!"
Lin Shoumo was taken aback: "What's wrong?"
Shang Wei froze in place, with sharp tinnitus, unable to speak a word.
The room was also quiet, as if the TV had been switched to mute in an instant.
Only Lin Jing stammered: "Dad... that what, you..."
The middle-aged old Lin with a head full of lush branches and leaves but didn't know what happened: "What's wrong with me? No, what's wrong with you, what's the expression?"
It's too late to build up the mentality step by step, Lin Jing said in a heartbroken way: "Dad, what I'm going to say next may be a bit beyond your imagination, you'd better be mentally prepared first."
Lin Shoumo was enveloped by the dignified atmosphere of the room, and it was impossible not to panic. He looked at the two children standing side by side in front of him, and suddenly thought of some great possibility, and suddenly felt dizzy It became more serious, so I asked with difficulty and shock: "You two... No, absolutely not, you two are still young, you should focus on your studies, and besides, Mom and Dad need to discuss this kind of thing again."
Ji Xingling who was inexplicably cue: Huh
What kind of god-given opportunity is this that must not be let go
So without thinking, "Good uncle, no problem, we can wait."
Lin Jing raised his foot and kicked it.
Hu Meimei also reprimanded: "Xiao Xing, what are you doing to join in the fun, stand up for me!"
Lin Jing couldn't care about his boyfriend for the time being, he continued to show off to Lao Lin: "Dad, my mother and I are both monsters."
Lin Shoumo was in a tizzy when he heard the words, so he had to support the display cabinet next to him, but by coincidence, a branch protruding from his head knocked over a row of cups placed on the top floor.
Amidst the crisp and cracking sound of "crash, la la", Lao Lin caught a glimpse of the shadow in the glass from the corner of his eye, and finally touched his green and lush head in disbelief, with a burst of three views, and trembling.
Lin Jing's eyes were full of sympathy: "You are also a monster."