A chef who can't work out is not a good flower girl

◎ Ding Xiaoyan

She said that there was no muscle on her body, and she really couldn't move the flowers. There is no ink in the belly, and it is not good to play with flowers

Xiao Lu posted a video in the circle of friends, "Big brazilwood, no one cares for a month, there is water OK." A row of four low piers of wooden stakes, forked out of several layers of green leaves, beautiful, water slippery, like a little girl's newly combed braid.

After work, take a detour to autumn rain road, slow down far away, and look for the long-lost green background sign - small land flowers. During the epidemic period, the "yellow coat" was added to the body, so sensitive to green, and when he saw spinach, he thought he was a Popeye, full of infinite power.

Ji Zi Yanhong did return to the scene. Xiao Lu was like a butterfly, flying back and forth inside and outside the door. I fell into the sea of flowers in an instant, baking warmth, eager heartbeat, and chose two pots of blue snowflakes to make up for the missing summer. Xiao Lu wears a mask, showing a crescent-like smile and brushing and scraping. She dragged down a large plastic bag, put the two pots of flowers into it neatly, and carefully folded the branches and branches, like a doll who slept dishonestly, and then she was relieved to help me carry it to the car, and took care of it: Slow down, and then busy greeting other flower friends.

Knowing Xiao Lu for more than two years, from hanging orchids and green lotuses to transplanting pots and changing pots, curing insects and cuttings, she transformed a "Thanos" into "Captain Marvel". Once the flower is sick, WeChat is medicine, small land online diagnosis, eight or nine is not far from ten. WeChat is also sick, as soon as she sends a new product, I will be fascinated by the cat scratching the heart, looking for reasons, going around in circles, buying and buying. Sometimes, when she meets the flowerpot she likes, she will "rub the round ball on her thigh - one hand and one foot" to change it. First use the pottery grains to pad the bottom to avoid water and rotten roots, and then pour the basin, in a rather age-old wooden drawer, use your hands to pull the soil into the basin, see that there is half of it, tear off the plastic pot, bury the flower ball into the new pot, grab the soil to fill. If it is succulent, it will be covered with pottery grains, which is beautiful and breathable.

"Why don't you use a shovel to fill the soil?" The first time I saw her change the pot, I was puzzled, I felt dirty at that time.

She patted the ash on her hand, and the corners of her mouth rose: "Many times, the hand is the most dexterous tool." ”

These hands, really dexterous, turned the "world of flowers and flowers" on the top floor of their own home into a traffic star in the community. Both husband and wife are post-80s and keen on raising flowers. Xiao Lu likes to blossom and bear fruit, planting peonies, lilies, stone flowers, jujube trees, almond trees, etc., while her husband loves bonsai and succulents. They opened a restaurant before, most of the income fed flowers and grass, and then simply sold flowers, set up a stall near the West District RT-Mart, a small test of cattle knife response is good, they found this adjacent to the façade of the Wangyue Bridge. The weeping willows on the banks of the Wangyue Bridge sway colorfully, decorating the windows on the riverbank, and the small land flowers decorate the dreams of flower lovers. For seven years, the popularity of the small shop and the willow tree climbed high, and every year it jumped.

The couple turned and took turns guarding the shop. In the early morning, the baby of the fourth grade of primary school is busy, one foot to the store, watering, pruning, changing pots, placing, taking pictures, hair rings, delivery, often not going home until nine o'clock in the evening, every New Year's Festival, it is common to finish work at eleven or twelve o'clock at night. On that day, I bought Endless Summer, chocolate flowers, and azaleas to enrich the colors of the small garden. She rode on a small electric donkey, came "suddenly", and as soon as she arrived at my house, she carried a large shovel and dug with her hands.

First, the wood incense in the garden was transplanted against the wall, saying that it was easy to climb and extend. She held the shovel handle in both hands, inserted it into the soil, stepped on her right foot hard, pressed down with her hand, and Mu Xiang sat down in the shovel, like a milk tea in the palm of her hand. I couldn't help but sigh in amazement, she smiled calmly: "Usually I am used to doing it, the flowers and trees at home are planted by myself, and the flower platform is also a brick and a brick, we like labor, and we love sports." The fragments of the memory are put together into a picture: in the room where the fitness equipment such as treadmills and pull-ups is placed, Xiao Lu is pushing the abdominal wheel, and it is said that 20 in a row are pushed, like playing. The video was taken by her child, a doll from someone else's family who has won the Three Good Student Awards every year.

No wonder last year, Xiao Lu sent flowers to my family, the pot was 50 centimeters high, 40 centimeters in diameter, a fortune tree more than one person tall, she moved to the living room at once. She said that there was no muscle on her body, and she really couldn't move the flowers. There is no ink in the belly, and it is not good to play with flowers. Therefore, as long as there are flower and horticultural exhibitions in Changzhou, Shanghai and other surrounding cities, she and her husband will follow the trend and learn from other teachers, because the flower shop is not enough to have feelings, but also to broaden their horizons.