Chapter 115: Manual "Then let's do this." Liu Shu pointed...
"Then let's go with this one." Liu Shu pointed to a nice-looking drink, Twilight Crystal. From its name and appearance, it was impossible to tell what this drink was.
"What about you?" Winnie looked at Tina again.
"Me too," Tina said, and sat back on the floor to finish the unfinished puzzle.
"..." Winnie shook her head helplessly. "I'll take you to see the flowers I grow later. There are many in bloom."
"OK."
On a planet where life can flourish, plants have always occupied a large area of land. Although their territory has become smaller and smaller with the development of technology, people have quickly responded to protect them.
Liu Shu looked at the flowerpot at the door of Winnie's room and touched the leaves of the plant.
"That's not it, come with me." Winnie saw her let go before pulling her out. It would be bad if she pulled the leaves off.
Liu Shu followed her to the greenhouse in the backyard. As soon as he entered, he could feel that the temperature and humidity were higher than outside.
There are not only plants grown in soil, but also hydroponic ones. A small part of them looks quite natural, as if they have not been overly pruned.
Walking further inside, I saw the flowers she mentioned in bloom. The blue and pink flowers clustered together to form a perfect circle. Looking at things with beautiful colors and regular shapes like this always gives me a sense of satisfaction.
"How are they?" Winnie sat on a small stool, hugged her knees and looked at the flowers she had carefully taken care of.
"They look good," Liu Shu nodded. "Are these hydrangeas?"
"Yes, this kind of flower is easy to grow, but it's difficult to grow it well."
Liu Shu gently touched the petals in front of him, then quickly withdrew his hand.
"You don't have to be so careful." Winnie smiled and took out a pair of scissors. She cut off the flower that Liu Shu had just been looking at and handed it to her. "Would you like to try making a bouquet?"
"What should I do?" Liu Shu looked down at the flower in his hand and turned it again.
"First pick a few that you like, and then put them together." After Winnie said that, she stood up and kicked the bench to the side of the road, looking very casual.
"It's not that simple, is it?"
"Of course, you have to consider the combination of colors and shapes. If you are giving them as gifts, you also have to know their meaning."
She must have omitted some very important information. Liu Shu was led around the greenhouse by her, feeling somewhat bewildered. "I don't know anything. Could a randomly put together bouquet have a bad meaning?"
"You're worried about that? Hahahahaha..." Winnie laughed happily. She paused and cut off a few more leaves with long stalks. "Don't worry, no one would give a profound definition to a single flower. Most of them are just blessings. And when putting different plants together, you only need to consider whether they look good. The more diverse the bouquet, the less you need to worry about this."
"That's fine." Liu Shu stood by and took the flowers and plants from her hand.
"You have to choose too. Which one do you like?" She pointed to the plants around her.
"White roses? I feel like the colors would be more harmonious with these hydrangeas." Liu Shu placed the cut hydrangeas next to the roses.
"Good," Winnie said, picking up a few and carefully removing the thorns from them. "We need something a little green. What kind do you think would be suitable?"
"A bigger one? Because the petals of hydrangea are very small, if the leaves are too small, it will have a fragmented feeling." Liu Shu began to recall what he learned in school after coming to Gotham. It was a miscellaneous thing, but it could actually be used.
Winnie nodded in approval, "Then let's go pick out some wrapping paper now."
Her workshop is not in the greenhouse, but in another small house outside.
"Why not put a table in the greenhouse?"
"No, some decorations will get damp." Winnie took out a lighter from a drawer nearby. "Take these upside down first."
"Do you want to burn it?" Liu Shu placed the flowers upside down in front of her.
"Well, this way they can be kept longer." She handled the plants skillfully.
They quickly made two bouquets of flowers.
"Doing handicrafts occasionally is quite relaxing." Liu Shu tied a knot on the bouquet of flowers in his hand.
"How about you change the rope?" Winnie put a bundle of ribbons next to her.
"?" Liu Shu didn't stop what she was doing. She took the time to look at Winnie.
"Usually everyone ties a bow, but yours..." Winnie paused. She saw that Liu Shu had braided the string into a daisy pattern. "Wow, how did you do that?"
"Like this, and like this again." Liu Shu took the unused rope she had cut off and braided a few more flowers for Winnie.
"I almost remember it." She looked at the daisy in her hand again and again, and finally put it in the drawer.
Liu Shu stood the bouquet up and nodded with satisfaction. It looked beautiful and not much different from those sold outside.
"Is there anyone you want to give a gift to?" Winnie was taking pictures of her own flowers. After taking pictures of her own flowers, she took pictures of Liu Shu's.
"Give it to someone, let me think about it." I'm going to go check on Red Hood's men tonight, so why not give it to him to wish him success in his career? Liu Shu frowned. No, he might get angry when he heard this blessing.
"This can be given to a friend or elder. If it's someone you like, you have to change it." Seeing her so conflicted, Winnie simply made a suggestion. She pushed the greeting card and pen to her side, and then began to write a greeting card for her own flowers.
"I've made up my mind. I'll just wish him success in his career." Liu Shu found that even if the Red Hood was unhappy, it would have nothing to do with her. This was a real blessing from her. The worst that could happen was that Batman would get beaten up.
"Him?" Winnie quickly dropped the card in her hand into the flowers and looked at her with curiosity. "Drake? I don't think his career needs much blessing, do you?"
"No, it's another one."
"There's another one?" she was surprised.
"What are you thinking about?" Liu Shu keenly noticed that something was wrong with her thoughts.
"Grayson is a little old, but he is really handsome, which is normal." Winnie held her face and was sincerely praising someone's appearance.
"Huh?" But Liu Shu felt that she was thinking too far.
"Isn't it him, Mr. Wayne? You regard him as your elder?" Winnie asked again, but before she finished speaking, she answered herself: "Yes, he is your elder..."
"No." Liu Shu shook his head.
"Who else? Newcomer? Their young master can get involved in the family business? At this age...how can he be faster than Drake? It's true that each generation is stronger than the previous one." Winnie seemed shocked by her own guess.
"Well, not really." Damian does have access to the family business and can do a good job, but Liu Shu still had to regretfully tell her that she guessed wrong.
Winnie counted on her fingers in confusion, "Are you sure it's someone from Wayne's family? There aren't many people in their family."
Did she say she wanted to send someone from the Wayne family? "...Actually, I wanted to send Red Hood." Liu Shu hesitated for a moment, then realized that there seemed to be nothing wrong with saying this.
"He agreed to be Wayne's son?!" Winnie slammed the table in shock.
"Probably not yet." Liu Shu watched her frown and shake her hand after she slapped the table, as if she hurt herself.
"You can't treat someone else as your son just because Wayne said he could be his son. You will get beaten." Winnie reminded. Her expression was particularly serious at this time, and then she touched the palm of her hand which was still red.
“…” This was a very complicated matter, so Liu Shu had no idea how to answer it. She could only nod silently and pretend that she had really heard it.
"Do you only know people from the Wayne family?" She finally remembered that she had not mentioned which family she was going to give it to.
"Besides Wayne, there's Sherlock Holmes, Stark, Doctor Strange..." Winnie said in confusion, "Why are all the people you know so powerful? Why am I so ordinary among them?"
"Is there?"
Winnie nodded.
"Being ordinary among a group of extraordinary people is also an extraordinary thing." Liu Shu said very confidently. She also knew many ordinary people, but those Winnie knew were not ordinary people.
"Hiss—that makes sense." Winnie didn't think too much about whether this was a fallacy. She placed the card written by Liu Shu among the flowers, then stood up holding the two bouquets. "Let's go eat. It's almost time."
"good."
Just as she said, Liu Shu didn't sit in her living room for long before dinner arrived.
"What is it?" She was a little excited. Eating at someone else's house always felt like opening a blind box.
"White Diamond Romanti Pasta."
"?" Liu Shu didn't understand. "Is it something humans eat? It doesn't sound like English."
"That's its trade name. Actually, I can only taste the flavor of truffle," Winnie walked to the dining table with the lunch box, "Your drink." She opened the package and divided the food.
"Lemon black tea with a hint of apple flavor." Liu Shu took a sip. She still remembered that the name of the cup in her hand was Twilight Crystal. It was named because of the large orange ice cubes in the cup, which seemed to be made of apple juice. Liu Shu was still very confident in her judgment.
"If nothing else, it's really beautiful. Let's take some pictures." Winnie also took a sip of her sister's water. "I'll go call her to eat. You can eat first. You don't have to wait for us."
Ryushu nodded and sat down on the chair next to him.
She cautiously poked the noodles on the plate with her fork, then licked the fork.
“…” Liu Shu was stunned for a moment, and then his cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
"What are you eating?" Strange's voice.
"Pasta," Liu Shu added, remembering his question yesterday, "creamy mushroom pasta."
The phone was hung up.
It's really not a prophecy, just a question? Liu Shu held his fork, trying to stop himself from thinking about Strange's strange use of magic.
But she couldn't help it.
Is space-time magic easier than prophecy? It should be harder, right? Can't he just make a simple prediction?
Compared to his advanced space-time magic, his phone call is a bit manual. Who would do that?
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