72 The Gardener's Flowerbed (19)
I don't dislike Qin Fu'an.
Qin Fu'an visited all the gardeners except the town mayor, but he did not visit Hua Yi.
As we passed by Huayi's flowerbed, Huayi seemed to have received the message and was standing warily in front of it.
However, after Qin Fu'an walked away from the flowerbed without changing his expression, her expression turned strange again, as if she was wondering and angry that Qin Fu'an had rejected her plants.
The anger of being ignored by everyone else distorted her beautiful features, but Qin Fu'an completely ignored her as well.
When Qin Fu'an returned with many plants, Xie Yunhuai stood in the courtyard and looked around curiously.
The audience also asked curiously: Why aren't there any flowers?
What Qin Fu'an was holding were all kinds of plants, such as grass and vines, and they were the kind that would never bloom. There wasn't even a single flowering cactus.
A lush green mass was carelessly piled up next to the flowerbed, not daring to move, waiting for him to transplant it.
This question was actually asked to him when he visited those gardeners, asking why he insisted on choosing this particular plant, since the quality of flowers is generally slightly lower than that of plants.
His response was directed at a flower with a human face, saying he was allergic to pollen. This left both the gardener and the flower speechless for a long time.
But now, facing the young man's questioning gaze, Qin Fu'an walked to the reservoir, washed his hands, and explained naturally, "Didn't you say you didn't like flowers? Then we won't plant any."
Xie Yunhuai was stunned.
He remembered that when they first met, Qin Fu'an had pinned that morning glory to his chest, and he had said that he hated flowers and people who gave them to him.
Seemingly guessing that he had recalled the scene from that day, Qin Fu'an raised his hand, and the clear water droplets on his hand were flicked onto Xie Yunhuai's cheek. He subconsciously closed his eyes, but did not back away or dodge.
When he opened his eyes again, the boy's handsome and flamboyant features were already very close, and he teased him mischievously with a smile: "Little Cloud, if we hate flowers, we won't grow flowers, but what about the people who send them?"
That day, Qin Fu'an shamelessly and unreasonably pinned the title of flower delivery person on Hua Yi, but now, he is asking so directly, clearly certain that Xie Yunhuai will not say such cold and distant words as he did that day.
Qin Fu'an truly had a keen understanding of human nature.
Perhaps it wasn't just people's hearts that were manipulated; Xie Yunhuai's even the most ruthless and inhuman nature was also completely under his control.
Xie Yunhuai held his breath and looked into Qin Fu'an's curved eyes. Although it was a little difficult to say, he still answered softly under Qin Fu'an's gaze without flinching, "I don't dislike you."
"What don't you dislike?" Qin Fu'an gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes, which were also covered with water droplets, with his slightly damp fingers. He watched his eyelashes tremble helplessly under his fingertips, and with a flick of his finger, he wiped the water droplets into a wet streak.
"I don't dislike Qin Fu'an." Xie Yunhuai answered the question as obediently and honestly as a child. After saying the first sentence, he looked into Qin Fu'an's eyes and said seriously, "I also don't dislike the flowers Qin Fu'an gave me."
Qin Fu'an received an answer that was even more exciting than he had expected.
His hand, which had been resting on Xie Yunhuai's brows and eyes, twitched slightly, then cupped half of his face in his hands, his green eyes curving into crescents: "Then let's plant flowers too, flowers that can only be given to Little Cloud."
Xie Yunhuai pursed his lips, watching Qin Fu'an's lips open and close as he coaxed him. He wanted to lean closer and press them together, but he tried hard to restrain his impulse and nodded, "Okay."
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Qin Fu'an has come to visit the neighboring gardeners again.
But this time he didn't want flowers and plants; he came to borrow soil.
The amount borrowed was quite substantial, exactly the surplus that would result from using the upgrade materials he had sent out.
Gardeners in Hundred Flowers Town: "..."
They're so shameless that it's hard to find a precise enough adjective to describe them!
But all he wanted was soil, and he didn't make any unreasonable demands. At least he didn't break or steal their plants in front of them.
Compared to their first visit, they only lost a little soil this time.
Thinking about it this way, everyone felt that the matter wasn't particularly serious; it was the kind of thing that could be tolerated if you just held your nose and felt a little resentful.
So Qin Fu'an found a cart and transported back soil that was almost as plentiful as the soil in his small flower garden at home.
The system-rewarded upgrade materials are gone, but shouldn't a game with a high degree of freedom allow players to make their own way in the game?
Coincidentally, the Hundred Flowers Town instance is a game with a high degree of freedom.
So the audience watched as Qin Fu'an painstakingly built up a new flowerbed next to the old one.
They even casually stuck in a few unused pieces of wood as a fence, the kind that can keep out gentlemen but not scoundrels.
For the rest of the day, Qin Fu'an transplanted the plants he had brought back.
Xie Yunhuai wanted to help, but whenever he got close, the plants would squeak and scurry about as if they had seen a ghost.
Helpless, he could only stop outside the flower bed and chat with Qin Fu'an through the fence to pass the time.
As the sun sets, the clouds are dyed a dazzling gold, and the new flowerbeds are densely planted with plants.
"Have some water." Xie Yunhuai reached out and handed over a water glass.
Qin Fu'an took the drink, tilted his head back and drank it down. Then, he walked out of the flower garden with mud all over his shoes. Xie Yunhuai handed him a tissue to wipe his sweat.
[They look like an old married couple!]
[Sobbing, if only the streamer and Xiaoyunduo could live such a peaceful life together forever!]
[No, am I the only one who noticed that the plants in this flowerbed are so densely packed that there's nowhere for them to grow? They'll definitely fight to the death for nutrients, right? They definitely will!!]
[But wouldn't this perfectly align with the streamer's initial plan?]
[That's true, streamers always think ninety-nine steps ahead. I'd rather worry about whether Little Cloud will get scammed in the next dungeon than worry about him.]
[Hahaha, so this already assumes the streamer will successfully clear the Evil Monster-level beginner dungeon, and will they even run into Little Cloud again in the next dungeon?]
[Of course, after all, the streamer isn't an ordinary streamer, and Xiaoyunduo definitely doesn't look like an ordinary NPC either.]
[What do you call this? It's like a bizarre, two-way race in a game! The Civil Affairs Bureau needs to get ready; I reckon the day I have to give out wedding gifts isn't far off.]
Amidst the audience's enthusiastic discussion, Qin Fu'an did not immediately return to his room to bathe and change clothes. Instead, he held Xie Yunhuai's hand and stood leisurely between the two flower beds, seemingly waiting for something.
About six or seven minutes later, a familiar figure appeared at the end of the road.
The short, chubby mayor of Baihua Town, with a kind and gentle smile and a muddy footprint with every step.
As you get closer, you can see the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, suggesting that he had been in a great hurry to get here.
After he stood still, before he could even speak in an NPC's tone, Qin Fu'an greeted him with a polite smile.
"Mayor, you're a little late today. Was something keeping you waiting?"
The mayor's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
If it weren't for this scoundrel going around the town of Baihua borrowing grass and soil, causing some of the gardeners to go to him to plead their case and ask him to take charge, he wouldn't have been so slow.
Moreover, considering the fastest growth rate of this rare plant in Baihua Town's history, it should have taken at least five days to grow. But Qin Fu'an was arrogant, domineering, unreasonable, and shameless!
He never even considered planting them himself; he relied entirely on stealing them!
The town mayor immediately noticed the densely packed, countless plants behind Qin Fu'an's flowerbed. His smile twitched violently as he gritted his teeth and said, "Let me check the condition of the plants."
He took out a black stone, walked to the edge of the flower bed, and casually leaned against the nearest few plants.
Then, reluctantly, he said, "Young man, congratulations on passing the assessment. You have become an excellent intermediate gardener and will have the right to breed and sell plants in the future."
Then, he changed the subject, "But it's a good thing that young people are so energetic. With your talent for planting, you should be able to pass the advanced gardener assessment very quickly, right?"
At this point, Qin Fu'an seemed to hear the town mayor grinding his teeth.
The next second, the mayor was completely numb, like a puppet controlled by the system, his dark face blank as he walked to the flower bed and continued to take out stones to examine the plants in the flower bed.
After the inspection, his voice was as flat as still water: "Young man, congratulations on passing the assessment. You have become an outstanding senior gardener. Hundred Flowers Town will unlock the right to invite others and trade with you."
Qin Fu'an watched the town mayor as if he were watching a show or a monkey performance. Under the murderous glare in the mayor's eyes, he smiled and said, "Then, mayor, in your opinion, with my strong talent for planting, I should be able to break through my limits soon and obtain a title of senior gardener or higher, right?"
Mayor: "..."
He had completely stopped hiding his true feelings; his face was so dark it seemed like water could drip from it. He gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "The assessment period for a top-level gardener is one month. If you cannot grow a mature, extraordinary plant within one month, you will remain in the soil of Hundred Flowers Town forever!"
After saying that, he was about to leave.
Qin Fu'an reached out and stopped him.
Xie Yunhuai blocked the way from another direction.
Unable to move forward or backward, the town mayor could only glare angrily at the grinning young man before him and say in a deep voice, "Young man, is there anything else you want?"
Qin Fu'an raised an eyebrow and nodded confidently: "I'd like to ask you, is this the same promotion system for all gardeners in Hundred Flowers Town? Or... is it specifically targeting me?"
[Author's Note]
I'm late!
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Thank you to the little angels who watered the nutrient solution:
20 bottles (long-lasting);
ftugfj 5 bottles;
One bottle each of Qingyu Guzhou, Fantasy Starry Sky, and Xuetuan;
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
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