Why does grandpa always say that I am his little cotton-padded jacket?

Grandpa is over 80 years old and lives with us now. In the process of getting along with each other in daily life, some interesting things have happened.

Grandpa, like many old people, likes growing flowers. His family likes it very much and always brings him some potted plants and flowerpots. Every time he receives them, he is happy. After all, his children and grandchildren take good care of him, so there will be many flowers and some empty flowerpots at home. Sometimes my father would joke that it's a good thing he moved to a new house and had a place to put them. If he had so many things before, he didn't know where to put them.

Grandpa gets up every morning to do morning exercises. Sometimes he passes by the market and sees someone selling flower seedlings. I don't know why, he can always buy back his favorite flower seedlings at a lower price. I don't know if the seller is cheap by age. Sometimes grandpa may bring back ugly flowers, so we think we can't feed them, but grandpa can always feed them. Because of this, we have always called him a flower farmer.

About this flower, I also had an interesting thing with my grandfather. Grandpa doesn't have a fixed flower variety, so he is more free. Once, he bought cordate telosma at home. As a result, the whole house smells so good at night that I can't stand it. Fortunately, there are no snakes nearby, otherwise cordate telosma will attract snakes. Later, we advised him to remove the cordate telosma.

There is no denying that, except cordate telosma, other flowers planted by grandpa are still ornamental, so every time they bloom, I will take pictures. After a long time, I will leave many photos of flowers in my mobile phone, but grandpa doesn't know.

During the Chinese New Year, because I was at home on holiday and had nothing to do, I was reading an album. When I saw it, I found that there were so many photos of flowers, and then I found some and sent them to my circle of friends. That's a lot of praise. Later, several aunts talked about it when talking to Grandpa, which made Grandpa very proud. Since that incident, as long as my grandpa's flowers bloom and I don't need to look for them, my grandpa will tell me at the first time and let me take pictures. I seem to have found a comrade-in-arms with * * *.

Besides the hobby of growing flowers, grandpa also likes growing vegetables. Grandpa was a farmer when he was young, and he also had special feelings for the land. At this age, he always wanted to grow something, so his family tried to satisfy him. I don't know why this year, but I want to plant wax gourd. Well, it's more troublesome to build a greenhouse to plant wax gourd, but the old man wanted to plant it, so he planted it.

Maybe it's the flowers. Grandpa took me as a photographer for his planting career. After planting wax gourd, he always dragged me to appreciate his vegetable garden, and he always told me how much energy he put into it. The melons in the future are bigger and more delicious than those on the market. He also plans to send some to his uncle and aunt, as if all the melons have been harvested. As a result, I don't know why it was planted or what. The flowers on the vine have been blooming, but there is no fruit, which makes grandpa very worried. So, when I get off work every day, I can only find my grandfather in Guateng. Later, a small melon really grew, and I thought I finally had it. Grandpa also took me to take a 360-degree photo of the small melon to commemorate that historic moment.

Later, I don't know how, the melon that grew out fell off by itself, and the vine slowly withered. I felt depressed at the time. After all, we witnessed this process together, and hope is gone. But it's funny to think about it now. My mother sometimes teases us, that is, we are too active and scare away the melons that have grown hard.