The business of the gardening shop has improved, and Feng Chunxi is much more energetic than in winter. When she wakes up every morning, she feeds herself and lemon first, and then starts arranging hundreds of pots of flowers in the shop. Sometimes she also goes to the morning market to visit

Go shopping and buy something cheap and delicious.

"Hello, young man." On this day, Feng Chunxi had just finished breakfast and was trimming the leaves of the rubber tree when an old man's voice came from the door.

"Hello! Do you want to buy flowers? Take a look and let me introduce you to which pot you like." Feng Chunxi turned around and saw that the person was about sixty years old, with some gray hair and a strong body.

"I don't want to buy flowers. I have a potted flower at home that is sick. I heard that the owner of this gardening store is very good at taking care of flowers and plants. Can you please help me take a look at it? I can pay your consultation fee!" The old man looked a little solemn.

"The medical fee? The old gentleman is joking. I'm not a doctor. Please tell me about the cost and let's discuss it together."

The old man took out his mobile phone and showed Feng Chunxi photos of flowers. There was a pot of hibiscus flowers placed on a wooden desk. The new leaves at the top looked relatively green, but the leaves at the bottom were a little yellow, and the branches

Two flower buds have already grown, but they look a bit dry and will probably fall off before they bloom.

"This photo of yours was taken at night. I can't see the lighting conditions of the room. Is this room on the south or north side? Also, please tell me how you grow this pot of flowers." Feng Chunxi asked.

"This potted flower was left by my wife before he was alive. I like it very much, so I put it in my study. It faces the east side and can get light every morning. It used to be watered with clean water. Isn't it going to bloom recently? I heard

Rice water is nutritious, so use rice water to water your flowers..."

After listening to the old man's introduction, Feng Chunxi had already roughly judged the problem with this pot of hibiscus flowers. Fusang flowers are originally seedlings from the south. They can only be grown in pots in the north. In addition, the homophone is "mourning", so not many people grow this flower.

The flowers of hibiscus are somewhat like roses. They can bloom continuously after being raised, but they can easily die if not taken care of properly. Judging from the appearance of this pot of flowers, it seems that there is insufficient lighting and watering the flowers with rice water, which causes soil compaction.

"Old man, hibiscus flowers have a greater demand for light. You should put them on the south windowsill first, but be careful not to open nearby windows. This flower is not resistant to low temperatures. Your flower soil should be hardened and needs to be replanted.

Change the soil. In the future, you

Then use rice water, remember to ferment it for a week before using it, instead of watering it directly, otherwise the soil will become compacted. These two flower buds will not bloom. You can prune them together with the dead leaves below. After about half a month, they will still be there.

New buds will grow."

"Young man, I'm not very good at these things. How about I bring the flowers here and you help me fix them, and I'll pay you the corresponding fee. This pot of flowers is really important to me, I must save it!"

Hibiscus flowers are woody plants, and the pots are relatively large. It takes a lot of effort to move them from home to the store? Then it is better to buy a new pot. Feng Chunxi thought for a while and replied: "Well, you can give it to me."

I’ll leave you an address and I’ll go to your house to help you get it later. Then you can just pay me the cost of flower soil and fertilizer as normal.”

At noon, Bai Xue, who had just woken up, planned to come to Chunxi Gardening Store for dinner, but was left to look at the store for free. Feng Chunxi found the community where the elderly lived according to the address. There were many new buildings in front of this old residence, and there were old cement roads.

It was also full of devastation. After exchanging a few words, Feng Chunxi was ready to start work. Looking at the

He vaguely felt a hint of sadness when he saw the hibiscus flower in a pot on the old-fashioned solid wood table. This flower may have felt the old man's longing for his deceased wife, and its posture also looked so melancholy. Looking at the soil in the flower pot, it was not only hardened

Seriously, the walls of the basin are also damp and moldy, which is obviously caused by excessive watering.

Feng Chunxi carefully broke up the potting soil with a fork, took out the plant without damaging the roots, and removed the soil clods attached to the roots. The yellow leaves and the flower buds on the top were also cut off. The coarse sand, rotten soil and rotten soil were removed.

Pour the mixed soil and flower soil into the pot, and then plant the plant back again.

While working, Feng Chunxi told the old man what to pay attention to in the later stage: "Old man, after the flowers are planted, I will move them to the north bedroom for you to put them in for a few days. You don't have to worry about anything today. Just water them thoroughly tomorrow morning.

From now on, you can water the flowers every three days. Remember, it is best to wait for a day or two before using the water. Just water the flower soil every time. After a week, you can move the flowers to a location with good lighting in the living room.

Put this bag of flower fertilizer in the soil, and I guarantee that this pot of flowers will bloom continuously."

The old man listened carefully and nodded from time to time to show that he had remembered everything.

"Old man, when it comes to raising flowers, you can't be too lazy, but you can't be too hard-working. Except for necessary watering and soil turning, you don't care about it, and it will grow well. If you think about it every day and interfere too much with the growth of the plant, the flower will grow badly.

On the contrary, it is easier to get sick." Feng Chunxi had already felt that the old man pinned his thoughts on his late wife on this pot of hibiscus flowers, so he spent a lot of energy on the flowers every day, which actually made the peanuts sick.

After hearing Feng Chunxi's words, the old man was stunned for a moment, took a long breath, and sat on the sofa. "Young man, come over and drink tea." The old man fiddled with the tea set on the coffee table and said.

Feng Chunxi was really thirsty, so she took advantage of the opportunity to sit opposite the old man. Although she didn't understand tea, the Longjing brewed by the old man had a faint fragrance, which made her mouth feel particularly warm and springy. It can be concluded that the quality of the tea is not low.

"Young man, you're right, there are some things that you really can't care too much about..." The old man filled Feng Chunxi's and his own cups with tea, and told his story. It turns out that the old man and his wife are both teachers.

The education of their only daughter was very strict. When she was a child, her daughter had both good character and academic skills, which was the couple's pride. But after high school, the child became more and more rebellious, the old man's discipline became stricter, and the gap became wider and wider. Now my wife has passed away.

Now, my daughter only comes home occasionally to visit her, and is unwilling to stay at home any longer.

Not good at comforting others, Feng Chunxi had to simply respond and be a quiet listener. It was sad enough to be supervised by a teacher at school, but to be supervised by two teachers when he returned home. This feeling was probably suffocating.

Well, Feng Chunxi thought. When I was a child, my parents were busy making a living.

I didn’t have much time to worry about myself. I just played hide-and-seek, bouncing around, etc. with my friends. Sometimes I would go to my father’s shop to play, and let my friends help my father with some chores. There were no classes.

My childhood in the remedial class was still very happy, and my academic performance was not delayed.

After pouring out his inner anguish, the old man felt much better, and Feng Chunxi also said goodbye and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he noticed a pot of Chunlan on the entrance cabinet. Isn't this the same pot that he sold to Aunt Qin before? It turns out that

This old man is Aunt Qin's friend, Teacher Du.

Feng Chunxi did not ask, but Teacher Du had already noticed that his eyes were on Chunlan, and took the initiative to explain: "Young man, I am a friend of Lao Qin, and these flowers are from your shop. They are planted very elegantly. I am very fond of them."

I like it. I came to your shop because I heard from Lao Qin that you know a lot about flowers and plants."

"Yes, these are the flowers sold in my shop. I think you raised this pot quite well." Feng Chunxi thought to himself, such a high-end Chunlan potted plant is placed on the entrance cabinet. No wonder the flower sword is drooping. This flower is

I feel wronged.

"You are a cultural person, so I thought it would be appropriate to give you a pot of orchid. I think you should find a more suitable place for it." Although as the owner of the flower, it is his business where he wants to put it, cute

Feng Chunxi, who loves flowers, decided to find a more suitable position for this pot of spring orchid.
Chapter completed!