The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

After calming down, Theresa decided to ask others about the location of the garden.

After all, this place is so big. If you walk around casually and accidentally enter a room you shouldn't enter, you might get into a lot of trouble, which would be bad.

Finally, when a servant came to clean the corridor, Theresa prepared the question she wanted to write and touched the maid with her hand, handing her the note.

"It's my first day at work today. Could you tell me how to get to the garden?"

"New here? To get to the garden, go to the main hall first and then walk back. We only have a back garden here."

As the maid spoke, she hung the rag in her hand on the mop, then opened the note and slowly read it.

This way of communicating by opening a note feels strangely familiar.

But unfortunately, her hair was not pure white, but mixed with gray, although the two looked very similar.

So the maid helped Theresa point the way and then continued with the work at hand.

Huhuhu......

Theresa jogged for a long time and finally left the manor.

Why does the living place have to be so big? Won’t they get tired from walking around?

Garden… Garden… Where is the so-called garden here?! What lies before my eyes is clearly a sea of ​​brilliantly colored flowers!

Wherever Theresa looked, there were beautiful flowers in full bloom, competing with each other in beauty.

A breeze blows by, ripples appear on the sea of ​​flowers, and the tip of the nose is filled with refreshing fragrance.

In every sea of ​​flowers, you can see the busy figures of many hardworking gardeners.

They were either holding scissors, pushing water wheels, or pulling out weeds.

Great! No wonder the salary here is so high. After all, this sea of ​​flowers is so huge. If only a few people were to take care of these flowers and plants, it would probably be difficult to complete the task.

If she didn't clearly know that the boss's family was really rich and had enviable mineral resources, she would probably have mistakenly believed that the boss relied on selling flowers to make a living.

Theresa felt a little overwhelmed, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

After a little hesitation, she decided to find a kettle and water the flowers.

The garden was quite large, and she needed to find a place where other employees could notice her while she was working, but where she wouldn't be seen as slacking off.

After all, she didn't want to leave a bad impression.

The sea of ​​sunflowers in the center looked very nice. At least Theresa didn't see anyone working inside, and she was in the middle so that others would notice her.

Hum hum ~

Theresa hummed a happy song softly, holding a watering can in her hand and carefully watering the sunflowers.

Sunflower, it is a very beautiful flower.

They don't have an overpowering scent, but they have a light, fresh scent.

Not only that, when they are ripe, they can also be used to make delicious fried melon seeds.

However, these sunflowers are so tall that they are two heads taller than me!

If she hides in this sunflower field, maybe no one will even notice her presence?

"Hmm? I'm responsible for taking care of this sea of ​​sunflowers. I'm the head gardener here—Rebecca. If you're a new gardener, I can help you arrange your work area."

Just as Theresa was immersed in the beauty of the sunflowers, a voice slowly came from behind her.

Theresa heard voices coming from behind and turned to check what was going on.

"Are you Miss Xiang Rikui?" Rebecca couldn't help but exclaimed as she looked at the beautiful girl in front of her.

sunflower?

Theresa tilted her head and pointed at the sunflower in full bloom beside her.

"No, no, no, it's not sunflower, it's Xiangri Kui, that's how it's written."

Rebecca skillfully took out a small notebook and a pen from her apron pocket, then carefully wrote the three words "Xiang Rikui" on the notebook, and handed the notebook to Theresa.

I never thought that one day I would receive a note from someone.

Theresa took the note, lowered her head and looked at it carefully, and saw that it was clearly written on it - Xiang Rikui.

Xiang Rikui, sunflower? It's a homophone. Is this a person's name? Why does it feel so similar to my boss's name?

Theresa couldn't help but shake her head. She didn't seem to know any Miss "Sunflower".

Rebecca, standing by, said firmly, "No, I've been taking care of this sea of ​​sunflowers with Miss Xiang Rikui for a long time. I can't mistake her eyes. There's no way I could mistake those eyes that are filled with such cuteness!"

What's the point of having such a silly and cute look in her eyes? Isn't this just a disguised way of calling her stupid?

Humph! Actually, I'm not stupid at all. I can even say that most of the time I'm quite smart!

"Does Master Xiang Mingri know you're back? Look at you, your hair is covered in dirt, it's not even white anymore. Let me help you wipe it off."

Rebecca whispered softly as she quickly took out her handkerchief and tried to wipe the dirt off Theresa's head.

No matter how hard she wiped it off, the dirt seemed to stick firmly to Theresa's hair, as if it had become one with her hair.

"What's going on? How about I take you to wash?" Rebecca couldn't help but feel very confused.

There's no way this can be wiped off.

Theresa originally wanted to take out a notebook and pen from her bag and explain to Ms. Rebecca that she was not Miss Sunflower.

Before she could do anything, Ms. Rebecca had already handed the notebook and pen to Theresa.

Forget it...

Theresa picked up a pen and prepared to write her name and identity in the notebook.

But at this moment, she was suddenly stuck - how should the character "奎" be written? Should it have four horizontal lines or three?

After thinking for a long time without any idea, Theresa gave up and said, "I'm not Miss Sunflower. I'm a new employee today. My name is Theresa! And the hair on me isn't dirt, it's just gray!"

Rebecca took the notebook. Although the handwriting was clearly visible, the suspicion on her face did not fade. "But you look the same, and your eyes are the same. The only difference is your hair color. You both communicate on paper. Are you also a little paralyzed?"

Rebecca's words made perfect sense, and Theresa couldn't help but doubt herself. Because back when she was there, someone did call her Sunflower.

"Do you know this sentence? Miss Sunflower always encourages others in this way." Rebecca wrote in the notebook.

“Those who are born towards the sun, stand under the bright sun.”