Chapter 89

"The fifth Taiqing little old man will deal with it well. You don't have to worry about it. When the other side really wants to do something, he will take care of it." Luo Peishan didn't hide his shameless idea at all.

Jingwan is a little speechless. "Grandfather, is it really OK? After all, the peony is in our hands."

"You think that old bastard sent this peony just because you like it? Would he be so kind? Don't you like the treasure in your hand, do you know how many years Xiao has thought of some rare Camellia? He can't solve these little things. Is he open-minded? Three wenches, I tell you that if the old bastard doesn't bleed, he can't give him your camellia. "

"Grandfather, since the fifth adult wants to, it's better to give him another plant. Although it's a little difficult, it's not impossible. The mother plant can't certainly give it to him." I don't know if it's because of the limitation of technology or for some other reasons. Not only can the names of those flowers not be propagated in large quantities, but a hundred plants can live well. The survival rate is too low to be true. After all, although the survival rate of the existing reproduction methods is not very high, it will not be so low.

"Another one?" Luopeishan is in a good mood.

Jingwan first asked people to move the ink peony to Haitang elegant residence. Later, the two of them were in the flower house. Jingwan regrets the small and succulent plants and her carefully selected flowers and branches. Although they are all abandoned, jingwan feels that the possibility of planting them into plants is not small, but they are really buried in the fire. The succulent bonsai can only be obtained by the vendor.

Although most of the time it's one person who says, one person who listens to, and then defies his identity to get his hands dirty, it's clear that even without obvious laughter, the atmosphere is good, and both of them are happy.

When Luo Jingbo and Chen Zhengmin came here, they saw such a scene. They looked at each other and didn't know whether to disturb them.

But Luo Peishan saw them first, beckoned, and they hurried forward to see the ceremony. Jing Wan was not embarrassed about her dress, nor did she dodge. She said to them, "cousin min, third brother."

Chen Zhengmin can't help but take a look at Jing Wan. How to say, the girls they meet in ordinary times are gentle, dignified, playful or arrogant, but none of them will ignore their image like this. However, Wan's cousin at this time, in his eyes, is particularly nimble, not powdered. Her face is healthy and natural red, and her eyes are shining.

Finding Chen Zhengmin's eyes, he was not shy, just a little confused. "My cousin looks at me like this, isn't it because my face is stained with mud?" Look at my hands. They are dirtier. I dare not touch them.

Chen Zhengmin blushed and coughed in disguise. Don't start, "no, I'm abrupt."

Jing Wan smiled unconcernedly, cleaned his hands, looked at the sun, and it was not early, "Grandpa, granddaughter will go back first."

Luo Peishan agreed, "change your clothes and go to see your grandmother."

Jing Wan's eyes are moving. What should I do? Otherwise, my grandfather won't tell me. "Yes."

When Jing Wan left, Luo Peishan looked at Chen Zhengmin again. At first, when his wife told him, he thought that this kid was reluctant to go with his granddaughter, but now he looked more and more unhappy. Where did he put his eyes? People were almost out of sight, and he stole a peek. When my husband was blind, it was decoration. I don't know if the girl's family could look around? How about a gentleman? Then he thought that the baby's granddaughter would become someone else's in the future. When he came back to see her, he became a spoiled guest, let alone accompany her. He thought that this happy day was the beginning, and that it would be the end. The more he thought about it, the more he could not bear it. "Cough..."