Chapter 1223

The rain stopped for a while, and soon rain beads fell again. Song Song Sancheng was just about to take the fishing rod out for a stroll, but before he could leave the courtyard, he was forced back into the living room.

Wu Lan was also afraid that her gauze scarf would get wet, so when she returned to the living room, she saw Lu Chuan had opened another bag, which contained several small boxes:

"These are opera collections prepared for Grandpa, Grandma, and Grandma and Grandpa; the card reader is directly imported into the mobile phone, so you can watch them directly in the album."

For people of Song Song Youde's generation, the only entertainment activity in their youth was probably listening to operas.

They had watched movies, many years ago, when every time the busy farming season ended, there would be a projectionist showing movies in the village office.

But now they can no longer understand many stories in movies; operas can be searched online, but they don't know how to open memberships, nor do they know how to adjust the clarity...

Even if the younger generation is around, they can't watch one episode and ask one question, right?

Lu Chuan stayed for a while last time and chatted with them for a long time, so he simply asked people to prepare these when he came back.

This shocked Wu Lan: "Why do you buy for the whole family every time? Don't do this next time, don't bring anything next time."

Lu Chuan also smiled: "Auntie, why would there be a next time? My things will be moved over in two days."

Wu Lan couldn't help but feel overjoyed at this thought.

Next is the electronic bracelet Lu Chuan just mentioned: "These aren't expensive, one or two hundred yuan each. Wearing it on the wrist can at least measure heart rate and blood oxygen..."

Actually, Biao Ye might not be able to understand the electronic bracelet, and things that cost one or two hundred yuan have very simple functions, which are purely dispensable in daily life.

But—

Everyone loves new things, whether they are a few years old or dozens of years old, who wouldn't like receiving gifts?

At the very least, Aunt Lianhua's joy was exceptionally obvious: "I often wash vegetables, wearing this is inconvenient, and my mother-in-law often forgets to charge her phone; this battery is durable, and it can vibrate to remind you if something happens!! It's really easy to use!"

She was very embarrassed: "Why buy it for me..." She is just an ordinary helper.

In contrast, Biao Ye was much more calm: "It's quite fashionable..."

While speaking, he proudly raised his wrist, once, twice... and even took a photo with his phone, then turned to look at Grandma's, learning the way Lu Chuan taught just now to adjust the dial for her.

When the freshness finally subsided, he asked nonchalantly: "Didn't eat anything good in the Imperial Capital? What do you want to eat?"

Lu Chuan thought for a while and seriously made a request: "Tan Tan said there is a special mugwort cake here in spring; I haven't eaten it, can I taste it?"

That's simple!

Biao Ye agreed immediately: "When the rain stops, you and Tan Tan go up the mountain to get some mugwort—the stone slope that Tan Tan wrapped, aren't you going to plant sunflowers, mugwort, and wild chrysanthemums there?"

"The mugwort is very tender now! Go pick it when the rain stops, I guarantee it will be delicious for you!"

Lunch still needs to wait for a while, and after the liveliness downstairs, Lu Chuan took his luggage upstairs.

There weren't many things, a suitcase plus a cardboard box, he could carry them upstairs by himself.

Opening the room next to Song Tan on the 2nd floor, Aunt Lianhua had just come upstairs to tidy it up, and everything inside was clean and tidy, even the bedding was clearly newly changed, spread out flat.

Lu Chuan tidied up his luggage simply, heard the door next door ring, and at this moment opened another box.

Different from the personal belongings stuffed full in the suitcase before, when this cardboard box was opened, there was only a large pile of fresh flowers inside.

These flowers were not roses, lilies, or carnations often sold in flower shops, but large and small, colorful, and of all kinds.

At this moment, they were lying in the box, and under the preservation effect of ice packs at the bottom, they didn't look withered, just a bit messy.

Lu Chuan carefully checked them, and then took out flower shears and wrapping paper from his luggage.

Song Tan was scrolling through her phone in the room, silently waiting for her own gift.

Unbelievable!

She thought: Lu is bold now! He wants to give a gift 【personally】? Is it the 【personally】 she thinks?

Her mind was full of thoughts, and only after a long time did she hear a knock on the door.

Opening the door, it was indeed Lu Chuan standing outside with his hands behind his back, and she couldn't help but laugh:

"Personally?"

Lu Chuan was startled, then leaned down slightly, lowered his head, kissed her lips lightly, and then looked at Song Tan intently, answering seriously:

"Mm."

Song Tan stood on tiptoe slightly and hugged his neck: "Is it a bit perfunctory?"

Lu Chuan took out the gift behind his back, and before Song Tan could look closely, he hugged her back, pulling her tightly into his arms, his voice a bit aggrieved:

"I put my heart into it."

He loosened his arms and handed over the flowers he was holding:

"I checked online for gifts that girls like, but it seems none of them are what you like."

"Although they all say that girlfriends don't lack anything but you can't not send them, I have other intentions—I want to show you the scenery I passed along the way."

Song Tan was startled, then stared intently at the bouquet Lu Chuan brought over—

He really likes flowers and plants, this isn't the first time he's sent them, but now in the bouquet tied together with newspaper, these aren't the flowers from the balcony garden sent by express for the first time.

Nor are they the cream sunflowers specially ordered in advance during the New Year.

Now, in this black and white newspaper, there are all colorful wild flowers. The bouquet seems to have just been soaked in water, and now the branches are soft, the flowers are full, and they still carry "dewdrops" one by one.

Messy, disordered, full of free beauty, even the leaves are full of vitality.

Light purple lilacs, high-stem primroses with high saturation in sky blue, dandelion with long stems found after careful selection, pink wild peach branches, creamy yellow magnolias, and a cluster of unknown wild grass with tender green leaves and snow-white flowers...

Song Tan reached out and took it.

Lu Chuan said in a low voice on the side: "From the Imperial Capital to Yuncheng, there are 7 cities near the service area."

"Every time I passed a service area, I would stop and walk around, or turn onto the national highway to pick some different flowers from different cities in spring."

His eyes were slightly tired, and the long-distance travel plus the heavy rain in Yuncheng really made him unable to hide his mental fatigue.

Only when speaking, his eyes were full of focus.

"I drove for 15 hours to put this bouquet together."

He looked at Song Tan nervously: "This... do you like it?"

The single branch of yellow magnolia couldn't hide the spring atmosphere of these messy wild flowers; it wasn't fragrant enough, but it was the most natural fragrance of grass and trees.

Song Tan held the bouquet with both hands, then looked up at Lu Chuan:

"I like it very much."