My father is 70 years old this year. Other old men are all playing chess, fishing and dancing in the square. He has no other hobbies. He is a little fashionable. That is to say, he is very fond of raising meat, especially all kinds of magicians.
Every day squatting in the garden watering, fertilization, all kinds of cuttings
At first, I thought he was just a novelty, but in less than half a year, he had a lot of achievements, more than 100 pots of mages, neat and neat on the edge of the flower house, just like a "mage's home", and one by one, bigger and stronger!
Not only raise a lot, the state that father raises is also super beautiful!
Other meaty raised well, look at this dense Baihe Lily
It's the most beautiful time to be meaty
Why is a 70 year old man so obsessed with meat? And raised so well? This starts from September 2016, when we moved back to our hometown Yuxi from Pu'er in Yunnan Province
At that time, I just fell in love with meat for more than a year. Every day, I bought meat, pots and earth. My salary was used to buy So, Dad began to object to our meat, my husband and I proposed to build a flower house for meat, he also disagreed
Later, we had to put hundreds of pots of meat on the top of the building. Although dad was concerned about the meat, he went up every day to have a look and reported to me which one was longer and which leaf was lost. But he never let go of helping us to build the flower house!
As a result, it was very cold that winter. It snowed and killed several of them. My father began to feel sad and finally agreed to build a flower house for us.
Dad has worked as a carpenter all his life. It's nothing to say to build a simple flower house! He turned out his "old fellows" and wrote and drew on the ground. The 50 square meter flower house appeared in an instant.
Then, he went to all the building materials markets in the city, bought the most reliable and cost-effective materials, found a good person, and listened to his design and command. Although his right hand is a little disabled, he is better than anyone in his work.
We worked overtime for 4 days, and our glass flower house was built.
For the convenience of getting up and down, my father also helped to make the stairs. I don't need to climb the water pipe stairs any more.
Watching me happily move a pot full of meat into the flower house, my father also smiled, sure enough, the man who loves you the most in the world is my father!
I don't remember that day, Dad suddenly told me to help me build some flower beds. I said no, but he said, "if you don't plant me, I won't buy them, just cut your branches and plant them. If you plant them well, you will keep them. If you don't, you will sell them."
I wish I could go with him. He would be happy! As a result, this kind of flower can't be stopped. From morning to night, I work in the flower house, cutting, cutting and potting Let me buy a pot for him every day. I can't see other pots. I want to go to the flower market to buy that kind of orchid pot, and let my husband help him buy it online.
If the pot is not enough, plant it in the flowerpot. Even the favorite grapes have been dug! Just like this, the original several mages gradually became 10 pots, 30 pots, 50 pots 100 pots till now. It's full. There's no place to put it at home
Dad said no planting every time, no planting, but every day still let me buy soil to buy pots, the number of mages is still increasing.
Because my father's passion for meat has never been higher, the number of times he went to the flower house has gradually increased more than me, and he has not even paid attention to the plot. One day he said to me, "stop watering, I'll help you."
Just at the right time, I'm at leisure. So, for the most part of the year, he's helping me manage the meat. He's better than me!
It's said that meaty doesn't like fat, but Dad often gives meaty farmyard manure, chicken manure, directly spread on the surface of the basin. As a result, everyone is fed fat and big, especially the ground meat. Three mages fill a washbasin, which is as strong as corn
And this Baron is bigger than me. No, no, no, it should be called crazy baron.
The ice plum with thousands of heads exploded should be very beautiful in winter!
Sometimes there is no place to plant. My father asked me to sell it. I said no. he said, "well, such a good mage can't get a good price from others. Let's pull the big one together. If others can't buy it, it's a pity"
But some time ago, he was free. He bought a second-hand tricycle, painted it, and went out to sell meat.
Although no one bought it, he was very happy, especially when others praised him for his good meat.
No matter what, it's better to grow more meat or sell more meat. As a daughter, I just hope he's always healthy and helps me take care of the flowers until I'm also gray headed!
This year, my father is 70 years old. When he is busy and fleshy, I feel very happy with the satisfied smile on his face. I just want time to slow down and slow down again, to slow down his old steps and give him more good times!
