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"Third Young Master, Miss Qingqing asked me to bring this to you. She must have heard that you like jasmine, so she raised it specially for you."

From what the servant said, it seemed that she had not yet realized that this pot of jasmine was the same one she had thrown away.

Fu Xueji put the back of his hand against his lips and coughed twice.

The servant looked at the flower and continued to sigh, "Miss Qingqing is really amazing. It's not easy to grow such a beautiful flower. I guess it must have taken a lot of effort."

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like the scent of this flower makes me feel happy."

She looked at the flower with fondness for several times, and finally left reluctantly.

Fu Xueji leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes.

The bitter smell of medicine in the room was slowly replaced by the scent of jasmine, a pure floral scent he had only smelled when he was very young.

A picture slowly unfolded in his mind.

In the early morning in the mountains, the dense treetops block out the sun, but there are still mottled light and shadows falling on the wild grass. The birds sing crisply and melodiously, the dew on the grass tips is crystal clear, and there are many unknown wild flowers dotted among them.

For a moment, Fu Xueji seemed to be in this scene, and felt a rare sense of relaxation.

At some point, his body slipped and he fell asleep.

...

Looking at the tall buildings and all kinds of people coming and going in front of her, Qingqing got out of the car and looked for a few seconds, then pulled at the car door and tried to get back in.

Xiao Mo quickly bent down to hug her, "Miss, don't be afraid, this is just a shopping mall."

Qingqing was picked up, her limbs gradually stopped struggling, and she lay flat, hanging on Xiaomo's arm.

Some passersby laughed secretly when they saw this scene, and an aunt, holding her five-year-old child, pointed at Qingqing and her son and whispered.

"Look, that little sister doesn't want to walk and is trying to be carried by her sister."

When Qingqing heard this, her face turned red and her body immediately straightened up.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but curl his lips and walked inside holding Qingqing.

She took Qingqing to a children's clothing brand counter store and let her pick out clothes.

The clerk's enthusiastic attitude made Qingqing feel awkward. She turned around and looked at Xiaomo pitifully.

In the TV that Qingqing watched, these beautiful stores should be very expensive, so after a round of sales, she blushed and didn't choose any of them, pinching her skirt awkwardly.

The shop assistants were all very discerning. They knew at a glance that the dress Xiao Qingqing was wearing was very valuable. They thought she looked down on the clothes here, so they watched her leave with regret in their eyes.

"Miss, do you not like the clothes inside?"

After leaving the counter, Xiao Mo asked her.

The little guy shook his head embarrassedly, "Sister Momo, we don't have any money."

Xiao Mo was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

"Miss, are you still worried about not having money?"

Qingqing was a little confused, and then she heard Xiaomo say.

"Mr. Fu has plenty of money. It's okay for you to change into ten new clothes a day."

Xiao Mo felt that Qingqing was a little too sensible.

Born in the Fu family, who would think about the problem of not having money? As long as you don’t try to start a business, you can build up a fortune in three lifetimes.

This is also the reason why the Fu family fights so fiercely for the family property.

Qingqing is now the fifth daughter of the Fu family, so why should she worry about not having money?

"But...uncle works hard to make money."

Qingqing pursed her lips and spoke softly. Her childish voice and the thoughtfulness in her words were so adorable that Xiao Mo couldn't help but smile like an aunt.

"It's okay, miss. The money you spent on clothes is nothing to Mr. Fu. He doesn't even bother to ask."

The little girl was probably surprised and remained silent for two seconds.

Xiao Mo picked her up and went into another counter.

An hour and a half later, Xiao Mo came down from the mall carrying Qingqing, with a clerk behind him helping to carry the clothes all the way to the car.

The entire trunk was stuffed to the brim.

Qingqing didn't know how much all this cost in total, Xiao Mo didn't tell her.

The driver asked, "Miss, where are we going now?"

"Miss, do you want to go somewhere else? Or go eat something..."

Hearing Xiao Mo's suggestion, Qingqing quickly shook her head.

She wanted to ask if she could go home, but when she saw the old lady selling flowers outside the car window, a place flashed through her mind.

"Sister, can we go buy some seeds?"

"of course can."

Thinking of the pot of jasmine flowers that he cleaned this morning, Xiao Mo couldn't help but be amazed by it.

The young lady seems to have a great talent for growing flowers. After all, even some professionals cannot grow flowers of that quality.

She asked the driver to drive to the flower and bird market.

The people and environment here are much more bustling than in shopping malls, with all kinds of people, young and old, men and women.

As soon as Qingqing entered, her attention was drawn to the variety of things here, because there were so many things here, many of which she had never seen before.

Xiao Mo held her in his arms as he walked inside and asked, "What kind of flowers do you want to grow, Miss?"

Qingqing looked at the flowers in confusion. After a long while, she hesitantly said, "I don't know either."

"In September, chrysanthemums, orchids, and jasmine are all good. If you haven't decided yet, we can bring back a little of each."

As the two were talking, they walked to a small stall.

"Dendrobium, artificially cultivated Dendrobium, there's only one pot left. I'll go back once I sell it..."

The flower seller's shouting attracted Qingqing's attention, and Xiaomo also stopped. The two of them looked at the last pot of Dendrobium in front of the flower seller.

"Come and take a look, these are all Dendrobium orchids that I grow myself, guaranteed to bloom..."

Qingqing couldn't take her eyes off the flower. She carefully pulled Xiaomo's clothes and whispered in her ear, "Sister Momo, I want this."

As if he could see Qingqing's thoughts, the flower seller introduced his Dendrobium more enthusiastically.

"This is the most fragrant Dendrobium. It has many uses. It clears away heat and reduces internal heat, nourishes the body, and can treat yin deficiency and excessive internal heat. This is the last one. I'll give you a discount. I'll sell it to you for 250 yuan."

Xiao Mo frowned and started bargaining, "Make it cheaper. Who does business with a fool? Fifty."

The flower seller's eyes widened, shocked by her chopping technique with the knife.

"If I'm not a girl, I wouldn't bargain like you." The flower seller pointed at Xiao Qingqing and said sincerely.

"I only gave you the real price because I saw that this little girl was sincere about it. You cut it down to a fraction in one go. How can I accept that?"

"The minimum is two hundred and thirty, it's not cheap."

Qingqing raised her little face and looked at Xiaomo worriedly, "Sister Momo, if it's too expensive, we won't want it."

Xiao Mo patted her hand soothingly and gave Qingqing a look that said, "I'll take care of everything, don't worry."

She then bargained with the boss.

"The leaves of your Dendrobium orchid are rough, and many are faded and spotted. They have no luster at all. No wonder it was picked out by others. And you still want to sell it to us at the original price. Isn't that a bit too heartless?"