The next day, according to Chen Xiaonian's instructions, two of the bodyguards who went with her yesterday changed into casual clothes and went to the flower market. Because they were not standing in front of the young man, they would not attract attention during the tracking process.
Suspicious. The two of them did not go directly to the boy’s stall.
, wandered around the market for more than ten minutes before casually walking over. There happened to be a stall selling coffee and simple breakfast opposite, so they chose a seat where they would not arouse suspicion and sat down, although they did not directly face the young man.
, but his every move was clearly visible.
Today, the boy is wearing a blue denim top that has turned white after washing, and the legs of light brown suspender overalls have been rolled up a few times to expose his ankles. The white sneakers may have been worn for too long, and some places are yellowish to the naked eye. The boy
Maybe he just arrived, holding a piece of the cheapest white bread in his hand and eating it sweetly, with alert eyes.
His eyes glanced back and forth at the pedestrians passing by, as if he was choosing something. Suddenly he seemed to see something, his eyes lit up, he jumped up, and stuffed the half-eaten bread into the pocket in front of him. I saw him holding a man with a full head.
The old man with silver hair and simple clothes pulled the person to his booth and introduced him as if he were meeting a close friend.
"Old sir, it seems that you are very knowledgeable about flower cultivation. Although there are not many types of orchids here, they are all precious varieties. Can you take a look?"
The old man just wanted to stroll around the morning market and had no intention of buying anything, so the young man's enthusiasm did not move him. The young man watched the old man go away in disappointment, squatting back in the corner with some dejection and continuing to eat his own bread. The whole morning lasted.
The young man only sold two pots. Although the two bodyguards who followed him didn't know what kind they were, judging from the price, they were not rare.
The boy took two ten-euro bills and looked at them over and over. Finally, he sighed sadly, put away his potted plants and left. The small human-powered tricycle was packed with people, and the bodyguard followed behind, keeping a distance. He followed all the way to the outskirts of the city.
A far away one
In the small farmyard, the outer walls of the wooden building are mottled, and the ground in the garden is covered with black cinders. A stooped old woman is standing under the eaves of the corridor and looking out the door. When she sees the figure of the young man,
The worry on his face faded away and was replaced by joy and relaxation.
"Grandma, I'm back."
Because the road was not good and he was worried about the car overturning, the boy got down to push the tricycle far away from home. As soon as he walked to the door and saw the old man through the fence, he shouted loudly. He entered the courtyard and parked the tricycle on the trapezoid.
In front of the flower stand, while carrying the orchids on the car, he said: "Grandma, are you hungry? I'll go cook after I finish carrying the flower pots."
The boy's long-term monotonic diet has led to malnutrition, so his body is much thinner than that of his peers. After moving less than twenty pots of flowers and plants in the car, the boy was already a little out of breath, and there were a lot of sweat beads on his forehead and nose. He didn't bother to take a rest.
After parking the car far behind, he quickly helped grandma back to the house, and then went to the kitchen without stopping to make lunch for the two of them. A few slices of bread, potatoes stewed with carrots, and a little bit of beef cubes were a complete meal.
"Grandma, you eat first, and I'll go outside to tidy up the flower stand."
The young man put almost all the few pieces of beef on grandma's plate, leaving only one or two pieces for himself to satisfy his craving. The old man walked to the dining table with a cane and looked at the pieces of meat on the plate facing the window.
Shouted: "Child, where is yours?"
The young man replied while busy: "Grandma, don't worry about me, there is still something in the pot!"
The boy who had nothing to do was trotting back and forth in the yard, holding something in his hand and pretending to be busy. The midday sun shone on his brown hair, reflecting a faint halo. He walked to the side of the fence.
Under the lemon tree, I looked back at the well-kept courtyard with a satisfied expression. The morning glories climbing on the bamboo fence shyly hid their beauty.
When the time was almost up, the young man walked to the faucet on the wall and simply washed himself before going back to the house to eat. The young man, who was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, did not look so elegant in eating. He ate the simple bread and stew in just ten minutes.
Only a piece of beef about the size of a fingertip was left in the middle of the plate. Youyou looked at it for a while and then ate it.
"You continue to watch here, I'll go out for a walk."
The two bodyguards waited outside for a long time. One of them yawned and gave instructions before quietly leaving. Although it was a suburb of the city, there was a distance of thirty or forty meters between the two families due to the vast land and sparse population. The bodyguards
After walking some distance away, I randomly knocked on a house. The person who opened the door was an old man. Judging from his fashionable clothes, he must be a man who refuses to accept old age.
"What's up?"
The old man was holding a small mirror in his hand to tidy up the few strong hair on his head. Judging from the workmanship of the mirror, it seemed to be in the style of the last century. The bodyguard took a quick look inside through the crack in the door. Well, the furniture decoration was very good.
It has a classical charm. When he was thinking about how to speak, he was startled by the uncle's exclamation. He saw his eyes wide open and pinched a half-black and half-white hair from a small silver comb. After repeated confirmation, his expression gradually became painful.
I even started to think about it casually.
"Oh, my dear Tom, today is such an unfortunate day. Thank you for sticking to your job for so long. I will hold a grand and grand funeral for you. Don't worry, your old friends, Jackson, Rudolph,
Joseph, Antonio, and others will cheer your death."
The old man pinched his hair in pain and entered the house. With the sound of the wooden door closing, only the bodyguard was left standing there in confusion. He didn't even have time to say a word. He wanted to knock on the door again, but he thought of the old man just now.
The sad look on his face made people unbearable to disturb him, so he tugged at the hem of his clothes and prepared to leave.
"Who are you looking for?"
As soon as the bodyguard stepped onto the ground under the stairs, the old man's voice came from behind him, sounding relaxed and happy. He turned around and saw the old man leaning on the door frame to comb his hair again, but this time the comb he used was larger.
, the spacing between the comb teeth is also wider.
"Uncle, I want to ask you about some information about that family."
The bodyguard, who had not forgotten his original intention, hurriedly spoke. Who knows if one of the old man's hairs would suddenly fall out of his mind? As he spoke, he pointed far away in the direction of the young man's home. The alarm bells rang in the heart of the old man who was still intoxicated just now, and he was a little muddy.
His eyes looked up and down at the young man in front of him who didn't look like a good person at first glance.
"MI6?"
Upon hearing this, the bodyguard knew that the uncle had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "I accidentally saw that child at the flower market a few days ago. I thought he looked very similar to the elders in my family, so I wanted to know about his family situation.
."
Although the reason was lame, the bodyguard's acting skills were spot on, and his longing to reunite with his relatives was clearly reflected on his face. The uncle looked at him suspiciously, and the bodyguard looked back with sincere eyes without blinking.
"Alas, this child is pitiful."
The uncle sighed and walked to sit down on the lounge chair next to him. His eyes became distant and distant, as if he was caught in the memories of a long time ago. The bodyguard extracted the main parts from the narrative that lasted for more than 20 minutes.
The boy lost his parents at a young age and has been living with his grandmother since he was eight years old. Although the boy has no academic talent, he has liked studying various flowers and plants since he was a child, so there are many rare varieties in his yard.
The boy dropped out of school at the age of fifteen because his grandmother, who was still in good health, suddenly fell ill. From then on, her eyesight began to decline day by day, and she could no longer work to support the boy in his studies.
The young man is not the kind of person who is careless. After knowing the situation at home, he voluntarily dropped out of school. Since then, he has been cultivating flowers and plants at home, but the strange thing is that he only sells orchids.
Later, the bodyguards visited several neighbors and learned that the young man was a person of good character. He was not only filial to his grandmother, but also would go out of his way to help the neighbors if they had any problems. Therefore, they were also happy to provide some convenience in life.
Later, the bodyguard found the junior high school where the boy went to based on the neighbors' stories. From the teachers who taught him, he learned that the boy was a quiet person with a dull temper. He only talked more when the class went out for practice. Three years
He has never had any conflicts with any classmates or teachers, and sometimes he can be seen helping others. Therefore, many teachers regretted that the boy chose to drop out of school. Although his grades were not top-notch, this
It doesn't stop him from becoming a good student.
After several days of tracking, the two bodyguards discovered that the boy's life was very simple, from home to flower market to home. At most, one person would be added to help the neighbors.
"Madam, this is all the information the two of us have collected in the past few days."
Chen Xiaonian was curious about this young man. What kind of talent did he have to cultivate such a precious variety as ghost orchid? Although it didn't grow well, it didn't die anyway.
"Thank you for your hard work. Don't tell anyone else about this."
In addition to paying attention to the growth of the ghost orchid in the past few days, Chen Xiaonian also searched a lot of information about ghost orchids on the Internet. She learned about the entire process from the growth area to the habits and characteristics, and then to the artificial cultivation. This made her
I am even more interested in this ghost orchid, even though I know that the chance of it blooming is not high.
Nothing can stop her determination to feed her. And his gardener can be said to be a leader in the planting and cultivation of flowers and green plants, so Chen Xiaonian is relieved to leave the ghost orchid to him. And facing this kind of rare and extremely difficult
Who really loves flower cultivation and planting would not want to try the challenge of growing flowers.
"It's just this boy..."
Chen Xiaonian was still suspicious of him. Later, she sent other people to approach the boy. Although the attitude was the same as before, it was not without gain. According to her analysis, the boy probably didn't know that it was a ghost orchid and only regarded it as an ordinary one.
Orchids are put up for sale. But this is not the area where ghost orchids grow, and there is no precedent for ghost orchids being found here before. So where did it come from?
"Hey, how many pots of flowers were sold today?"
Chen Xiaonian, who was completely puzzled, came to the young boy's stall again to stimulate him. When people ignored her, she didn't take it seriously.
"Can you support yourself by selling these half-dead flowers and plants?"
Those who sell flowers and plants are just fresh souls. It is rare to see young people like this.
"Hmph! Rather than buying it back and raising it to death, you might as well just buy one that won't survive."
What a unique person!
Chen Xiaonian pulled it a few times and stood up: "I'm afraid you will starve to death before we can nourish the flowers to death."
“It’s a miracle that a seller as sinister as you hasn’t been beaten.”
After hearing Chen Xiaonian say that he had a bad heart, he quit working as a young man.
"Why do you say that? Although these words don't seem as spiritual as what they sell, I can guarantee that if they are bought back and taken good care of for a week or two, they will survive. Moreover, they are also very cheap, right?"
The last sentence the young man said was very arrogant. He also knew that it was unethical to do so, but he was really reluctant to let him take out those beautiful flowers and plants to sell.
"Orchids are not easy to maintain, and the ones you sell are almost dead. Do you believe what you say?"
The young man's face turned red from suppressing his anger, and he finally got angry and loaded the flowers and plants onto the tricycle and left. Chen Xiaonian, who was originally a little depressed, felt much better. She signaled the bodyguard to continue following and observing, then sang "I am a painter" and continued wandering around.
The young man was probably very angry. The ramp on the way back used to be pushed down and pushed up, but now he just gritted his teeth and pushed forward with all his strength. His eyes were very complicated, showing grievance and sadness, but also the shame of being exposed in front of others.
"careful!"
Without paying attention, the car slid down the slope. Fortunately, someone was behind it in time to stop it.