The plant in front of me now looks like a child with a congenital defect.

…

Zhuge Yun said it very tactfully.

After all, they are plum blossoms grown in someone’s yard.

He said it was not good.

Wouldn't it make the master unhappy?

…

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao and others glanced at Zhuge Yun.

If you want to say he can talk, Zhuge Yun can talk.

Although this is the first time they have heard...that flowers are inspiring when they grow.

…

Zhao Luzheng couldn't help but reflect on what he just said.

It’s just that this plum tree is small... It shouldn’t make the old man unhappy, right?

…

The two old men were also stunned by Zhuge Yun's words.

But soon, smiles appeared on the faces of the two old men.

Inspirational...?

They like this statement.

…

"He is indeed a student from a good school."

The old lady smiled for the first time in front of Xiao Xiao and others.

"You really can talk."

…

Xiao Xiao, Zhang Bo, and Zhao Luzheng silently gave Zhuge Yun an appreciative look.

The old lady's smile appeared, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

…

Zhuge Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

He hadn't actually thought about using his words to please the old man just now.

It was his habit to speak tactfully when talking to people he didn't know well.

If it were a very close friend, he wouldn't be so polite.

The slight change in the old man's attitude can be said to be an unexpected surprise.

…

The old lady walked to the edge of the plum tree.

The outstretched hand is engraved with traces of time.

Touching the tree trunk, it makes people feel that the two are somewhat similar.

…

The old lady gently rubbed the tree trunk tremblingly.

A slight shadow of plum blossoms fell on the raised face.

The old man's eyes were a little unclear.

…

The yellowing plum blossoms did not make the old man's eyebrows wrinkle even a little.

However, there seemed to be a faint red gleam oozing out of the corners of his eyes.

…

The old lady rolled her eyes.

The fine crow's feet cover up the subtle redness.

Xiao Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

…

"Old man, your plum blossoms are so fragrant."

Zhuge Yun glanced around the yard.

He found that the only plum tree in front of him was this one.

This sentence comes from the heart.

He was a little surprised.

After all, judging from the appearance of the plum blossoms, the condition of this plum tree should not be very good.

Then, it is really rare to have such a fragrant fragrance.

Or……

Zhuge Yun scratched his head in his heart.

Is this type of plum blossom?

This is not a white plum.

But... wintersweet?

wrong.

Zhuge Yun shook his head slightly.

This is obviously yellowing.

It doesn’t mean it was originally yellow at all.

The edges of some plum blossom petals are shrunken.

…

"……Yeah?"

The old lady seemed to be slow to understand Zhuge Yun's words.

She narrowed her eyes.

He looked very happy.

"It's very fragrant."

…

Zhuge Yun was a little hesitant to ask the next question.

He is really curious...

But I was worried that his questions would make the two elderly people unhappy.

Confusing.

He couldn't help but look at Xiao Xiao and the others.

These guys are acting as a backdrop.

Zhuge Yun complained in his heart.

He was the only one racking his brains to "deal with" two old people who were not very close to each other.

…

Zhang Bo made a small gesture of invitation.

Zhuge Yun is their diplomatic ambassador, public relations representative, and press officer.

In this situation, it is Zhuge Yun's home field where he shines.

…

Zhuge Yun:......

After hesitating for a while, he tried his best to ask in a relaxed and casual tone.

"Grandma, I want to ask..."

"Is this plum tree sick...?"
To be continued...