Chapter 55

When Yu Tu looked over, the small lavender flower spike shrank back. After a few seconds, it poked its head out from under the wide cuffs again and continued to hook its arm around his, trying to get closer to him.

After going back and forth like this for several times, the smiling Di Xiu reached into his sleeve and pulled out a shy young oyster.

The cub was startled when he was suddenly brought out of his hiding place. All the lavender flowers shrank and turned into small purple balls. He shrank for a while and then slowly bloomed again. This time, while blooming, he slowly wrapped around Yu Tu's wrist, pretending to be a lifeless flower bracelet.

The gardenia on Yu Tu's shoulder poked the "garland" on Yu Tu's wrist with its leaves. Although she didn't say anything, everyone could feel her disappointment.

"The gardenia is relatively small." Di Xiu stretched out his hand to stop the gardenia leaf that was poking the wreath, "Zhizhi, don't tickle it."

One of the gardenia buds on Yu Tu's shoulder turned its head and blossomed with a "pop", looking particularly arrogant.

Gu Hongying, who was watching from the sidelines, had a dull expression on his face. "I remember when I was in biology class, the flowers of plants were—wuwuwu!"

Lu Yayin, who was walking beside him, covered Gu Hongying's mouth with a speed she had never seen before: "The inner world doesn't follow the science of the outer world!"

"Don't cover his mouth———" The last dangling Grass Clan leader Diwu suddenly came to their side quietly, staring at Gu Hongying with a half-smile, "Let him speak."

Gu.Nengyifenshen.Hongying: "Please press Ctrl+Z to undo what I said before!"

Diwu rolled his eyes with his beautiful face that was full of fairy spirit and said, "Withdrawal is a sham."

He bent his knuckles and gave Gu Hongying a slap: "Can you have some common sense about the inner world?"

Gu Hongying covered his head with his hands, and said sincerely: "You can treat me as illiterate."

Emperor Wu was speechless: "...You are illiterate and you are so proud?"

He was about to make another sarcastic remark when the Clivia in his hairpin carefully tugged at his hair with its leaves.

Diwu: “……?”

The grumpy chieftain was online and said fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Clivia shook its leaves, plucking its mini guzheng, and then carefully tugged at his hair with its leaves.

Diwu: "...Junzi, who did you learn this habit of being a teacher from?"

Clivia froze for a few seconds, then poked him with a leaf.

Diwu was almost amused by his ability to lie with his eyes open: "You learned it from me? Are you sure?"

As soon as he said this, the gardenia on Yu Tu's shoulder deliberately separated a new bud, which bloomed in the direction of his face with a "pop", and the mockery was so strong that it seemed to overflow.

Emperor House: "..."

He gritted his teeth, feeling that the kids in the tribe were more lively and more deserving of a beating than each other.

The sound of leaves rustling the mini zither came to his ears again. Diwu reached out his hand and gently plucked the leaves of the Clivia: "Okay, okay, okay, I know, I know, tell him!"

———The sound of the zither playing stopped.

Diwu sighed, stretched out his hand to grab Gu Hongying by the collar, and put him on his right hand: "From now on, forget all the biological common sense you learned from the surface world. First look at that stinky gardenia—"

He pointed to the gardenia on Yu Tu's shoulder and said, "Children who can bloom flowers usually use flowers to express their current emotions, such as happiness, sadness, joy, shyness, anger, etc. You can think of it as the flower is the face, the leaves are the hands, and the roots are the feet."

"For those that can't bloom, like the one on my head, their leaves are usually more flexible and can simply express their emotions. If the leaves can't express it, they will find a way to inform you in other ways." Diwu let Gu Hongying look at the mini zither rolled under the Clivia leaves in his hair crown, "For example, music."

Gu Hongying was curious: "What if I'm not good at music?"

Diwu: "You can draw."

Gu Hongying was shocked: "Using leaves to roll up the brush strokes?!"

Diwu: "...what else?"

This question reminded him of the painful experience he had many years ago when he taught his cubs to paint with leaves, but all of them ended up with horrible drawings.

Gu Hongying was about to say something, but stopped, and then said again: "Can't we just let them speak?"

"Plants don't have mouths." Diwu's face showed a speechless expression, "Can you talk about science?"

Gu Hongying: “…”

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Who is it that doesn't understand science?

…

A science lecture on the young plants of the inner world was being held at the back, while the front was full of joy.

After getting over its initial shyness, the wreathed oyster cubs became a little more lively, as evidenced by the flowers on the spikes blooming more densely and swaying gently in the breeze.

The gardenia on Yu Tu's shoulder would occasionally extend a leaf to "attack", such as scratching the itch of the oyster cub, pulling Yu Tu's hair, or tugging at Meng Ziqiu's sleeves, mainly entertaining itself with a strong presence.

Yu Tu would occasionally take a handful of gardenias from her shoulders, fearing that she would fall down due to excessive joy.

"Don't be nervous. Zhizhi has been so busy these years." Di Xiu looked at Yu Tu with a smile, "Tu Tu, all the way here from the boundary gate..."

He hesitated for a moment: "Do you like it?"

When he asked this question, whether it was the "garland" on his wrist, the gardenia on his shoulder, the cat kitten hiding in the other sleeve, or the small flower sticking out of the sachet... all of them quietly raised their leaves.

"I like it." Yu Tu smiled, and the little bud on his head swayed gently, proving that he was not lying. "It's like an adventure in a fairy tale world."

"As long as you like it." The other cubs hiding on Di Xiu's body quietly moved their leaves, all very happy. The small flower in the sachet almost got stuck in the pattern. Di Xiu reached out and gently opened it, "This is a surprise gift prepared for you by your brothers and sisters."

After knowing that he was coming to the Plant Tribe, the cubs began to plan busily. When they were sure that he was near the boundary gate, the cubs turned their plan into reality with the help of the elders and the tribe leader.

Each cub added his or her own part to this surprise, such as Gardenia's vine mushroom path, Clivia's flying butterflies, Zhu Yu's tree mirror gate, and Vine's colorful bubbles... These wonderful ideas added together became their experience along the way.

"Elder Di Xiu." Meng Ziqiu looked at the small bud on Yu Tu's head, and then thought of the experiences of Yu Tu in recent years that he had found out, and he felt a little worried. "Are you sure they are Yu Tu's brothers and sisters?"

Yu Tu grew up in the surface world in human form for eighteen years. Although the cubs of the plant tribe have not yet transformed, the smallest one is estimated to be older than Yu Tu.

"Since autumn, the young of the Grass Tribe are different from those of other tribes. They are ranked according to their transformation." Emperor Xiu said with a smile, "Whoever transforms first will be the older brother or sister."

During the growth period between the birth of intelligence and the transformation, the young of the Plant Tribe are ignorant, sincere and adorable, with the same mentalities as human children. Only after transformation will they grow and mature rapidly.

"Zhizhi has always wanted to be the first cub to transform, and be the boss of all the cubs." Di Xiu looked at Gardenia, "What should we do? Tutu transformed first!"

The gardenias blossomed into several large flowers in the direction of Di Xiu, with a majestic momentum.

Meng Ziqiu: "..."

It turns out that Elder Di Xiu, who seems to be so gentle that he almost has no temper, can also make the cubs laugh until they are crazy.

After Gardenia had exploded, she proudly tossed her leaves. Di Xiu translated for her———

[If you can’t be the first, be the big sister!]

It's really ambitious.

*

The scenery of the Grass and Tree Tribe was beautiful, and the group slowly passed through the dense but not oppressive forest. As they walked, Meng Ziqiu discovered that Yu Tu and Elder Di Xiu in front of them were missing.

This disappearance was not sudden, but he realized it belatedly—the person disappeared in front of him.

Based on the previous bad experiences, Meng Ziqiu became alert instantly, and suddenly, a hand patted his shoulder.

The invisible sword light instantly gathered into a long sword in his palm, and then... was dispersed by the hand on his shoulder.

"Don't be so vigilant... It's not easy for something to happen in the territory of the Grass Tribe." Diwu's lazy voice echoed behind Meng Ziqiu, "Being a swordsman also requires a balance between work and rest. If you are always on edge, it's easy to get into trouble."

Although the external affairs of the Plant Clan have always been handled by Elder Di Xiu, when necessary, the clan leader Di Wu also has to take on the responsibility of host.

Di Xiu wanted to take his suffering cub to see the new nest, so only Di Wu could be responsible for entertaining the guests.

Diwu threw a small black fruit into his mouth. After his teeth bit through the fruit skin, his irritable mood instantly turned into joy: "Don't worry about his safety. Dixiu should be taking him to choose a house. You guys come with me."

*

Elder Di Xiu was very good at taking people's feelings into consideration. Yu Tu talked to him for a long time without realizing it. After walking for a long distance, he realized belatedly that it was too quiet behind him.

Yu Tu turned around and found that there was no one there.

Before he could ask his doubts, Elder Di Xiu smiled and took his hand: "The tribe leader has taken them to the reception area of ​​the Grass and Tree Tribe, don't worry."

Yu Tu: "Don't I have to go with them?"

"How can family members and guests live together?" Di Xiu turned his head and looked at him. Suddenly, a faint halo appeared on his other hand, and a small yellow flower emerged from the halo. After the flower withered, a few round black fruits appeared in his palm.

He unceremoniously took away two of the gardenias on Yu Tu's shoulders, put one in his arms and poked the other near his mouth.

The black round fruit melts in your mouth with a light sweetness. After eating it, you will feel relaxed all over, happy and your mouth corners can't help but curl up.

The emperor tried to coax the cub with fruit every time and it worked. Seeing this, Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The plants cleared a wide path under their feet, and Di Xiu led his cub, who had been wandering outside for eighteen years, to the new home prepared for him.

*

At night, Yu Tu lay on the extra-large soft bed that was almost big enough for him to roll around on, but he still felt a little bit unbelievable.

Why did he agree to live in the Grass Tribe until the end of summer vacation and go straight to school?

Didn't he come here to verify whether he was a youngster of the Plant Tribe? How did things develop to this point?

Yu Tu, who had been stimulated by various surprises all day, shook his confused head—hmm... couldn't come to a conclusion.

Whether it was the wonderful adventure near the boundary gate, the close interactions with the young grass and tree tribes, the forest feast on the treetops in the afternoon, or the homecoming gift that belonged to him in the evening... everything seemed like a particularly beautiful dream, a dream that was even more unrealistic than a "nightmare".

The greed that had been carefully suppressed seemed to surface again.

The chief said that they would not mistake one of their own people. Maybe... he is really a cub of the Grass Tribe?

Yu Tu turned over and looked at the various cute and strange gifts piled up beside the oversized soft bed. He made the same wish as when he was in the "nightmare" after the candles were lit -

[Even if this is a dream, please let me wake up after a while.]

…

Perhaps it was because the tribe of plants and trees made him feel particularly reassured, or perhaps it was because of the [bond] with Meng Ziqiu that enriched his strength. After falling asleep, Yu Tu vaguely felt that the thread in his consciousness that connected him to the teahouse had been touched—

Someone pushed open the door of the teahouse.