After the breakup, the abstinent president got married and had three babies

Xia Ruoan's heart sank. The thing he least wanted to see finally happened quietly.

The group meandered down the emerald green mountains and stepped into the long-awaited bus. Before they sat down, Mr. Wen's cell phone rang rapidly. It was a call from a student, with a bit of panic and helplessness.

"Teacher, those seeds I'm looking after... I'm afraid they're no longer viable. They've lost their vitality." Wang Ming's voice on the other end of the phone was low and desperate, as if the whole world was collapsing at that moment.

He put all his efforts into it, fearing any omissions, and guarded it almost day and night, but he still failed to prevent the accident.

Those seeds that were placed with high hopes should have broken through the soil, but they did not show any movement for a long time, which lasted three days longer than expected.

Wang Ming had no choice but to carefully dig them out one by one, but the scene before him made him feel heartbroken.

This unexpected change came like a dark cloud covering the sun, casting a gloomy shadow over everyone's mood.

"Teacher, I really followed your instructions strictly and confirmed that every step was correct."

"I even checked the surveillance footage repeatedly to confirm that the seeds hadn't been swapped. But strangely, only a few plants in the pots stubbornly survived, while none of those planted in the field survived."

Wang Ming frowned, his face full of confusion. He really couldn't figure out the reason.

"Furthermore, I even asked Teacher Zhou to help diagnose it, but unfortunately, neither of us could find the crux of the problem."

"What's worse is that those precious seeds are almost wasted." Wang Ming knew that these seeds were hard-earned and the teacher had worked hard to obtain them. Now that the result was like this, he felt full of guilt.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wen unconsciously placed his hand on his chest and turned to Xia Ruoan with disbelief in his eyes, as if expecting her to give some answers or comfort.

"Teacher, please tell me the address of your friend! I will go there and beg him to give me some more seeds. I swear to you that I will plant all these seeds before you come back!" Wang Ming said anxiously.

At this moment, he had no other choice but to try every possible way to make up for this mistake.

However, he was unsure if he had enough money to buy new seeds. He might need to borrow some first.

Zhou Changqing slowly put down the seeds in his hand, turned his gaze to Wang Ming, and shook his head helplessly: "No matter how much money you spend, you can't buy seeds like this! So don't waste your energy. It's better to take good care of those seedlings in the flowerpots that have finally survived."

Zhou Changqing really couldn't understand it. The soil used was obviously the same, but some were planted in pots.

According to common sense, the survival rate of seeds planted in the fields should be higher, but unexpectedly, it was the seeds in the flowerpots that survived in the end.

The conversation between Wang Ming and Zhou Changqing was clearly heard by everyone else in the car.

Everyone turned their eyes to Xia Ruoan at the same time, and a sense of worry surged in their hearts.

At the same time, everyone began to recall their own vegetable gardens, secretly wondering if Ningning had ever been there...

Xia Ruoan looked at the teacher with a guilty look on her face, her eyes flickering like a child who had done something wrong. She stammered, "Teacher, could you please tell me the address and contact information for purchasing the seeds? I'll have my husband ask if we can buy the same seeds again and replant them for Senior Brother Wang."

After saying this, she lowered her head unconsciously, her heart filled with regret and self-blame.

Because she knew very well that this mistake was entirely due to her own negligence. If she had explained Ningning's true condition to the teacher and others in time, perhaps it would not have developed into such an embarrassing situation today.

At this moment, Wang Ming, who was standing by, heard what Xia Ruoan said and quickly waved his hand to signal her not to interfere. He then took the initiative to take responsibility: "Ruoan, don't worry about this! It's all my fault for not taking good care of the child. It has nothing to do with you."

However, faced with Wang Ming's magnanimous attitude, Xia Ruoan felt more and more guilty.

After all, she knew the whole story and the root cause of the problem.

At this time, everyone sitting in the car looked at each other, and the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.

Everyone knows that the problems with these seeds are most likely related to Ningning.

After a moment's silence, Xia Ruoan finally mustered up the courage and whispered to Wang Ming, "Brother Wang, these seeds can't survive. I'm afraid it's really because of Ningning..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller. She really felt guilty. If she had known earlier, she should have told everyone. But she really didn't expect that the teacher would let Ningning touch the seed.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ming disagreed and retorted, "Ruoan, don't talk nonsense! How can you blame Ningning for this? Ningning is so well-behaved and sensible. Yesterday, he even came with Ouyang to help me water the chrysanthemums!"

As Wang Ming spoke, he recalled Ningning's lovely appearance, and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.

Xia Ruoan swallowed when he heard this.

Xia Ruoan's voice trembled, "What chrysanthemums did you ask him to water?"

"The delicate green peony closely follows the graceful black lotus, and the two complement each other, forming a unique and beautiful scenery."

"It's still my favorite."

Wang Ming didn't think too much about it and blurted out without hesitation: "I just moved those two down."

At this moment, Xia Ruo'an, who was standing by, showed a worried look on his face. He looked at Wang Ming anxiously and said, "Brother Wang, please go and take a look! Maybe something happened to your chrysanthemums."

Although this sounds a bit mysterious, it is true.

Xia Ruoan secretly complained in her heart, because she even wanted to put up a big sign in her own vegetable garden with the words "Ningning, don't come near" written on it.

However, Wang Ming was skeptical about what Xia Ruoan said.

He shook his head and replied confidently, "I saw Ningning watering the flowers with my own eyes. I even handed him the kettle myself."

"Besides, there's clearly still a lot of water left in the kettle. He hasn't finished watering them yet, so my chrysanthemums shouldn't be a problem."

Faced with Wang Ming's stubbornness, Xia Ruoan sighed helplessly and continued to persuade him: "Brother, no matter what, it's better for you to go over and take a look first."

In fact, at this moment, the miserable appearance of Wang Ming's chrysanthemum had already appeared in her mind.

At this time, Zhou Changqing stood up and expressed his hope that Wang Ming could take him to check on Juhua's condition.

Seeing that Teacher Zhou had made such a request, even though Wang Ming still didn't quite believe it in his heart, he couldn't refuse anymore and had to nod and agree to take them with him.

After all, the distance was not far, and he had taken a look at it before leaving yesterday.

Along the way, Wang Ming kept muttering, "Ruo'an, I understand you want to help me out of kindness, but there's really no need to use Ningning as an excuse."

"Ningning never got close to the seeds at all. It's absolutely impossible that he caused any trouble." Wang Ming's tone was extremely firm when he said this.

While muttering, Wang Ming reached out and pushed open the slightly heavy door of his greenhouse.

The moment he stepped into the greenhouse, his eyes were immediately attracted by the chrysanthemums on the shelves that should have been gorgeous and beautiful.

However, at this moment, what appeared before his eyes was a scene of withering and decay, especially the green peonies and black lotus, which looked lifeless.

Wang Ming's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Ah! This...what's going on? My Green Peony, and my Mo He!"

He muttered to himself, staggered to the shelf, and reached out with trembling hands to touch the dried petals.

Zhou Changqing, who was standing by, quietly observed these chrysanthemums that had obviously withered naturally, and couldn't help but recall the seeds he had just checked.

Thinking of what Xia Ruoan had said before, his suspicion that this matter was related to Ningning became stronger and stronger.

So, he turned to look at Xia Ruoan and asked in a serious tone: "Ruoan, has Ningning touched Lao Wen's seed?"

Facing Zhou Changqing's question, Xia Ruoan showed a hint of embarrassment on her face. She nodded gently and replied in a low voice: "Actually, those seeds were planted by Ningning herself."

Wang Ming, who was standing next to him, was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"Ruoan, is your Ningning poisonous? How come such a good flower became like this after being watered by him?" Wang Ming shook his head and said helplessly.

"That's impossible. This is too mysterious." Wang Ming still couldn't believe it was because of Ningning.

Xia Ruoan was also a little confused at this time. She really didn't know whether Ningning was poisoned or not, but judging from the current situation, it seemed to be true.

"Brother Wang, I'm so sorry. Look at what this has caused. Please name a price for the chrysanthemums you lost. I'll have my husband bring Ningning to you in person to apologize."

"I will take good care of Ningning in the future and won't let her come over to disturb you anymore." Xia Ruoan said apologetically.

Wang Ming still didn't want to believe it.

"That's impossible. I saw Ningning watering the flower, and I was the one who gave it the water. How could it be because of Ningning? There must be something wrong with the flower itself. Let me see if there's any possibility of saving it." Wang Ming said unwillingly.

What he is best at is growing chrysanthemums. Logically, nothing should have happened. How could this happen?

Zhou Changqing touched the leaves and shook his head, "Don't think about it, your flower is hopeless."