When the Yin God entered the realm of the three candles, I found that my spiritual consciousness had a slight improvement in the external feeling. Every grass, tree, and even brick and tile around me became fresh. After morning self-study, I took the rice jar to the cafeteria and saw the cedars beside the road. Suddenly my thoughts were slightly moved, three meters away, but my spiritual consciousness clearly sensed its vitality... The body contained a faint spiritual energy. This spiritual energy was thinner than the liquid in the green-skinned gourd, only a little weak.

Everything has spirit and energy, and the "Daozang" does not deceive me.

Before I knew it, my first year of junior high school was about to come to an end.

This year I have gained a lot... I started from the fact that I accidentally obtained the "Daozang" and it has been more than a year since I practiced Taoism. Without the guidance of my master, I couldn't find anyone else around me to ask. Everything depends on my own exploration, and now I have a small fruit of Taoism.

During the exam and summer vacation, I thought I would spend more than a month playing around in the village like in previous years.

But my mother didn't give me a chance at all. She rushed back to the village the next day after the holiday and said she wanted to take me to the county town and help them see the shop.

For a child who lives in a small town and has never traveled far away, the county town gives me the feeling that the streets are wide, tall and crowded. The pedestrians on the street are obviously different from our town and are much more fashionable. Especially those beautiful girls, wearing short skirts and revealing their snow-white thighs, which makes people feel a little moved.

The first time, I saw traffic lights in reality... In short, everything in the county town made me feel fresh, and this is a wider world.

The shop rented by my parents is on a street of flowers. There is a storefront in front and an independent courtyard behind it, which was also rented by my parents. There is a pergola in the courtyard, filled with flowers and plants, among which orchids account for the majority. This is the result of my parents in recent months.

I used my spiritual sense to sense it and found that there was almost no spiritual energy in these flowers and plants, and many of the leaves were withered and yellow, obviously not far from death.

"Mom, what's wrong with these flowers?" Although I had questions in my mouth, I understood it in my heart. My mother had gone home before, and every time my grandmother asked about the business, she said it was very good and she didn't worry her. But behind my back, I heard her sigh several times. Now I finally found the reason, the flower business was not as good as my parents said.

"It's okay, these are all sick," the mother sighed and responded.

After settling me down, she was busy in the yard again: sprinkle water on the flowers and plants and spraying leaves, and there was no chance to rest.

I wandered around my new home alone, and finally my eyes fell on the stack of books. "Precautions for flower breeding", "How to prevent orchid pests and diseases"... are all books on flower planting. I picked up one at a glance and found that many paragraphs inside were marked with horizontal lines, and there were notes written by my father below.

I was not interested in these things, so I turned a few pages to put them down again. At this time, I found that there was a notebook under the book. After opening it, I realized that it was my father's work notes. As I guessed, flowers and plants are delicate and complicated to maintain. My parents were just black in this industry and didn't know how to manage them at all. In the past few months, I just had improper maintenance of flowers and plants, and dozens of pots died of illness. Looking at the yard, although they were still alive, they were not far from death. Calculate the expenses, but they didn't make any money at all, but they lost a lot.

"My mom and dad, I'll help you." I didn't expect that they were so difficult in the city. When I closed the notebook, I made up my mind.

The first time, I thought of making money using the Taoist teachings I learned.

Looking at my mother who was still busy in the yard, I walked up and said, "Mom, you have a rest, I'll water it."

"Why are you out? Come into the house and rest quickly. The sun is poisonous outside, so don't get sun. Kill a piece of watermelon when you are thirsty. I just bought it yesterday." My mother pushed me into the house hard.

"I'm not that delicate, just take a break." I forced myself to snatch the watering can.

"Can you do it? These flowers are so delicate. Each type of water needs to be watered differently. In addition, it also needs to be sprayed with nutrient solution." The mother wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked.

"Just tell me, I will do it."

Seeing that I was doing well, my mother nodded: "Then you have done these jobs. I'll go to the front to see if anyone buys flowers."

When my mother left, I hurried back to the house and took out the green-skinned gourd. Fortunately, I came to the city to bring it with me, otherwise I would have no choice but to help my parents.

I put a few drops of liquid from the gourd into the watering can... I didn't dare to pour it too much, for fear that these flowers and plants would be as lush as those in my hometown yard, and the peach blossoms would bloom overnight. That would definitely arouse my parents' suspicion, and it would be better to flow slowly.

After a few minutes, I watered the flowers and plants in the yard one by one before I returned to the house.

When it was almost dark in the afternoon, my father took a car back. This time he brought back dozens of pots of flowers and trees from the provincial flower wholesale market. My father went home and said hello to me, and then asked my mother to come over to move flowers and trees. I hurried forward to help.

After these flowers and trees were removed from the car, my father took a breath and patted my shoulder and praised: "Good boy, he is a little adult, and he knows how to help his parents work..."

Looking at my father's tanned face, I felt a little sad. While my parents were not paying attention, I poured a lot of spiritual liquid into the bucket.

In the evening, my mother went to the vegetable market to buy a fish, which was regarded as celebrating the reunion of our family of three.

After dinner, my mother wanted to take me to the night market, but she didn't know that it was not good, and it started to rain heavily.

So my family of three had to watch TV at home. My parents were busy all day and were exhausted. Soon I went back to the house to sleep. After they left, I turned off the TV, went back to the room and sat cross-legged on the bed, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

After meditating for a few minutes, I couldn't help but frown. The energy of the county town is too thin and cannot be compared with my hometown.

Then I remembered Ah Huang, and I wonder what Ah Huang was doing now. Is he practicing in the same night sky like me.

I didn't see this little guy for a day, and I really thought about it. I knew my mother was prejudiced against weasels, so when I came to the county town, I left Ah Huang in my hometown.

I was afraid of disturbing my parents, so I did not continue to practice Baguazhang walking. After finishing my practice, I fell on the bed to sleep.

In the early morning, I was still sleeping, and I heard my father's exclamation coming from the yard, which immediately woke me up.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" My mother hurried to the yard.

"Look at these orchids and azaleas... they are all alive." My father's voice trembled a little.

"Really," then my mother's surprised voice came.

Hearing this, I smiled happily and continued to lie in bed.

"It's strange. I saw that the pot of Cymbidium was not able to survive yesterday, so I was going to throw it away. Now I have new leaves... The newly bought culture medium is really effective." The orchids came back to life, and my parents didn't doubt me, but they were more happy. The purchase price of these dozens of pots of flowers and trees is several hundred yuan.

The spiritual liquid has a significant effect. In just one week, the flowers and plants in the yard have regained their vitality and become lush and green.

What unexpectedly surprised my parents was that one of the pots of Cymbidium orchids actually bloomed. You should know that the flowering period of Cymbidium orchids is from March to May, and it is now July, and it is rare to bloom in this season.

What they unexpectedly expected was that the petals of this pot of cymbidium were also changed strangely, with curly shapes like lips, and there were also strange-colored patches on it. From a distance, it looked like a butterfly fell on it.

Not good... I accidentally used my spiritual liquid.

I began to worry about this pot of mutated orchids. After listening to my parents, I realized that my worries were unnecessary. Orchid mutation is not too rare, but for many orchid friends, it is hard to find.

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