"Hahaha! When did I say I wouldn't give you anything? Alright, I have one more task for you! Once it's done, you can eat as much candied fruit as you like!"

"What? Brother Lu Yuan, you said there's also candied fruit?"

Lu Yuan nodded: "Go back now and call all the children over!"

The two children ran out immediately, their faces beaming with excitement.

The adults on the street shook their heads when they saw them: "These brats! All they do is cause trouble all day long! They'll get a good spanking one day when they get into trouble!"

Before long, a group of children arrived at the flowerbed, panting.

Lu Yuan placed the several small bamboo baskets on the ground and said to the children, "You guys are fast! You're all little foodies!"

The children's faces were filled with happiness; they had almost forgotten the sweet and sour taste of the preserved plums.

"I have a task for you today: pick all these flowers, put them in a basket, and take them home. Don't tell anyone, or your family will ask..."

The older child immediately understood Lu Yuan's meaning and said directly, "I know, I know, if the adults at home ask, just say you don't know! Don't tell them!"

"Hehe! You're so sensible! That's exactly what I mean!"

"Alright! Let's get to work! Watch out for the rose thorns! Oh, and if anyone wants roses, pick ten! No more! Got it?"

"Thank you, Brother Lu Yuan!"

The children excitedly rushed into the rose garden and began picking flowers. Although the roses had many thorns, and several children had already pricked their hands and bled after picking only a few, everyone was focused on picking, as if it were a competition.

Soon, all the petals were picked, and the children's baskets were full, their steps filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Passersby sniffed the fragrance, their faces filled with surprise.

"Can you smell it? It smells so good!"

"Yes! It smells like roses!"

"Rose? There are still roses now? It must smell like perfume!"