Chapter 211: Flowers Plucked

As the two were talking, there was a commotion over there.

"Oh my god, is this a green peony? Can peonies still bloom now?"

"This flower show is of such high standard. Aren't green peonies very expensive and difficult to grow? There's a whole area of ​​them here!"

"This color is so beautiful. And this yellow peony, is its name Yao Huang?"

Zhao Jiayi is a student at the nearby Jincheng University. She is about to have the final exams on vacation, and her head is aching from studying so much in the past few days.

I heard there was going to be a flower show nearby, so I came here with my roommates, thinking of getting out and breathing some fresh air.

Her roommate complained on the way, "Jincheng holds a flower show every year, but there is only a small area, not many flowers, and the varieties are ordinary. You need a ticket to enter, so it's just to fool outsiders."

Zhao Jiayi’s roommate is a local and knows more about the flower show than other roommates from other places. If the flower show was not close to the school, she would not want to bring anyone here.

"It's okay, just treat it as a stroll around the park. Isn't it still not open yet? Come in first, you don't need a ticket, let's see if there are any new and exotic flowers."

Zhao Jiayi didn't care. She just stayed in the library for too long and felt like her mind was full of reviewing knowledge.

She hugged her roommate's arm and said, "It's okay, let's go for a walk."

The two walked and looked around, and the roommate complained as he walked:

"Look, it's definitely the same this year, with bougainvillea, gardenia, jasmine, and carnation! But there are still quite a lot of colors of hydrangeas this year, just barely."

She continued, "It's better to go to the flower market. There are more varieties during the New Year, but there are more people. How about I take you there?"

Zhao Jiayi looked for a long time but really didn't see any stunning flowers. She was a little tempted by the local flower and bird market at the end of the year, but when she thought about the journey, she became bored again.

"Forget it. We have to take the subway and transfer. It takes too much time. Let's go together after we finish the exam. You are a local, so you must take me out to play when the time comes. Now let's watch for a while and then go back to review."

Since she was planning to go back, Zhao Jiayi didn't turn around and followed her roommate down another ramp.

As soon as she turned the corner, her eyes widened!

She excitedly pulled her roommate's hand and pointed to a large patch of flowers in front of her:

"Look, is that a peony?"

My roommate looked in the direction of my finger and said, "Oh my god! They spent a lot of money on this year's flower show! They're displaying peonies in the middle of winter."

"Quick! Let's go over and take a look."

Zhao Jiayi pulled her roommate in and squeezed in. Yes, there were not many people in the front. It turned out that they were all gathered here.

"It's Peony. Look at this sign." Zhao Jiayi squinted at the words on it. "Oh my god, this is a big deal."

This large area is filled with peonies of various colors, elegant and luxurious, it is truly a gorgeous golden palace, with noble purple and delicate red!

"Grandma, I want that flower!"

The old lady with her grandson nearby saw that her grandson wanted to pick flowers, and subconsciously reached out to pinch them.

Before Zhao Jiayi could figure it out, she had already reached out to stop him. When the other person looked at her with his triangular eyes, she stammered, "

“You can’t pick these flowers.”

The old woman rolled her eyes at her. The child was not very old and wanted to see and grab anything with bright colors. When he saw that his grandmother didn't help him get it, he broke free from her arms and jumped over.

Unfortunately, he didn't stand firmly and fell to the ground, his hands were dug into the mud, and his mouth was pressed against the ground.

"Woooo ...

The old woman picked up the child and coaxed him, "Don't cry, don't cry. Does our little treasure need flowers? Come, grandma will get them for you. Don't cry."

He reached out to pick the green peony, but just as he touched the leaves, someone grabbed his clothes.

Zhao Jiayi began to get anxious, "Auntie, you really can't pick these flowers. They are for display. What will others see if you pick them?"

The roommate next to me had already started to frown, "Auntie, we can look at the flowers, but can you please not touch them?"

"Hey! What are you two girls holding on to me for? These flowers are yours, why do you care so much? There are so many flowers here, what's the big deal if I pick one? No one else can tell."

"I just want to pick one to comfort the child. Please let me go and let me pick one. I won't pick more."

"It's really not possible, Auntie. These flowers are precious. If someone finds them, you have to buy them back." Zhao Jiayi deliberately scared her.

"Don't fool me. How expensive can this flower be? Just don't tell anyone. I'll pick one secretly." The child had stopped crying and stayed in his grandmother's arms watching the people arguing.

My roommate just couldn't stand such uncultured people, and his voice was a little harsh.

"Auntie, these flowers are not yours. If you like them, you can go buy them. You can find someone to buy them from at the flower show. You can pick them however you like when you go back. No one will stop you."

"But now these flowers are not yours. Have you asked the owner? How is this different from stealing?"

"Yes, the little girl is right. Don't pick the flowers. Help the child wash his hands quickly. His hands are dirty." Other passers-by nearby spoke out to stop them.

"Take the child to change clothes. The ground is wet. Be careful that the child will catch a cold."

The old woman glared at Zhao Jiayi and her roommate, then, perhaps to save face, she picked up the child without saying a word and looked like she was about to leave.

Zhao Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief. Before she turned back to admire other flowers, the old woman walked away from the crowd and quickly picked a red peony on the other side.

She proudly raised the flowers in her hand and said, "It's none of your business! You don't have to worry about it. I want to pick these flowers. I will pick them if I want to. You have no right to interfere."

Zhao Jiayi was almost angry to death, how could there be such a person!

The old woman thought one flower was not enough, and when she was about to reach out to pick a second one, her hand was grabbed by someone.

"Auntie, do you want to buy this pot of flowers?" Ye Zhen asked with a smile.

Wang Li frowned as he looked at the broken branches. This was a slap in his face.

I had just told Ye Zhen that the residents of Jincheng are of high quality and would not pick or pull out the plants indiscriminately. My words were still hot when I turned around and was slapped in the face.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" The old woman yelled as she couldn't shake off Ye Zhen's hand.

"If you hurt me, I'll tell you!"

"I know, but pay the money before you sue me, otherwise I will sue you for damaging other people's property first."

"When have I ever damaged your property? Be careful or I'll sue you for defamation!" The old woman refused to give in, and I didn't know where the strength came from, but her voice was very loud.

"Here! You have the evidence in your hand. You stole my flowers without my permission."

"Who said that? Who saw it? I picked it up." The old woman rolled her eyes and tried to deny it.

"We saw it, you picked them." Zhao Jiayi followed her roommate and ran over, "We both saw you picked them, and you still wanted to pick more!"

"What's wrong with me picking it? I didn't know I wasn't allowed to. The flowers were all fine last year, so why not this year? You didn't tell me." The old woman was holding her grandson, she was not afraid anymore. The little girl was thin-skinned, so she just had to say a few more words to make trouble.

She also moved several pots of flowers into her home last year, why didn't anyone say anything?

Wang Li had a headache. He said patiently, "Auntie, you picked the flowers before they are officially on display. If everyone does this, how can the flower show continue?"

Seeing Wang Li’s serious expression and the way he dressed, he didn’t look like an ordinary person, but the old woman still wanted to make trouble.

"Mom, what happened?" The old woman, her daughter, and her son-in-law came over and asked, "What did you do again?"

The old woman's face suddenly turned bad. She was afraid of nothing but her daughter, so she could only say reluctantly: "I picked a flower."

The old woman's daughter followed her gaze and saw a beautiful and intricate peony being held in her mother's hand. Now she understood.

She gasped, her eyes filled with anger, "Mom, why did you do this again!"

She didn't want to listen to her mother's continued quibbling. She knew her mother's character very well. She was too embarrassed to apologize to everyone. "Excuse me, how much did this cost? We are willing to compensate you."

Seeing that the old woman and her daughter had a good attitude, Ye Zhen did not make things difficult.

In the end, the old woman's daughter paid the money with a painful look on her face, and let her mother hold the pot of flowers. Considering the occasion, she did not blame her mother too much, and she and her husband left with their son.