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"Sir, I just want to know who told you to target me, so that I can die knowing the truth!"

Song Tian took out all the five taels of silver he had with him.

Niu Er took a glance and seemed to be tempted, but then he changed his mind and kicked Song Tian's broken stall fiercely:

"Get out of here now! I really want you to be thrown into jail!"

Song Tian was very angry, but she knew that she would not get any advantage if she forced her way through.

He quietly packed up his things, carried his load and left.

It was not yet the Si hour, and she had been out for less than an hour. If she went back like this, Liu would definitely become suspicious.

Song Tian decided to go check on her peppers first.

She carried the load all the way to the courtyard, opened the door, and was just about to see how her peppers were doing when Mo Bai heard the noise and turned over.

"You came so early today?"

When Song Tian first met him, he thought this guy was always unhappy.

But later I found out that this person was born with a cold face and had no expression no matter how happy he was.

He looked at the shabby stall that Song Tian was carrying:

"What happened?"

Song Tian didn't want to trouble him, so she forced a smile and said:

"No, I fell on the way to the stall, so I can't sell anything. If I go home directly, my family will worry, so I just came here to see how the vegetables are growing!"

Mo Bai held the sword with a serious face:

"The branches of the peppers and eggplants have been broken, the cucumber vines have been tied up, and the edible loofahs have been picked. There are too many and we can't eat them all!"

It's not that he wants to do it, but he's used to it and he has a lot of free time anyway.

"What about the water...?"

"I watered the plants as Madam Song instructed. I watered the cucumbers every day, the peppers every five days, and the others every three days. I watered them after sunset. Yesterday's portion of water has been thoroughly watered."

Song Tian nodded in astonishment.

Mo Bai is not only a good guard, but also an expert at growing vegetables.

"...Okay, then I have nothing to see."

She was a little embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to do.

"I'll give all the extra cucumbers and loofahs to Aunt Wen and let her sell them at the market."

She turned around indifferently.

I really didn't know what to do next, so I went to the two utility rooms and prepared to put all the tools away.

Mo Bai hesitated for a moment, then said:

"If Madam Song has nothing to do, go next door and talk to the young master."

Although the young master's condition has improved a lot, he is still in a depressed mood. He doesn't talk much to Madam Song on weekdays. He can only say a few words when Madam Song comes to cook.

Song Tian was a little embarrassed.

What can a village woman like her say to a rich and noble young man?

But seeing Mo Bai's expectant expression, she nodded:

"Okay, then you go first, I'll come later."

Song Tian tidied up briefly and when she went to the next room, she saw Lin Si pouring a bucket of cold water on a pot of half-wilted orchid.

"Hey, Fourth Master Lin!"

She quickly ran over and snatched the water scoop from his hand.

Lin Si looked confused:

"This pot of flowers is a little wilted. Let me water it."

With nothing to do all day, he saw the vegetables in the yard that Song Tian and Mo Bai were working on growing well, and thought that planting something was a simple matter.

So he asked Mo Bai to buy him a few pots of flowers.

He was just about to sit back and watch the flowers bloom and wither, but he didn't expect that in just a few days, these flowers would die or wilt in his hands. Not to mention blooming, it was already a great honor for him that they were still alive.

"That's not how you water orchids!"

Song Tian was so anxious about him.

When he looked up again and saw the bright sun in May, he quickly moved his delicate orchid into his room.

"Orchids are semi-shade plants. They can be exposed to more sunlight in the spring, but with such strong sunlight nowadays, they still need to be kept indoors."

She took the flowerpot out of the tray again. It was still wet and she didn't know how long it had been soaking.

"Although the weather is very hot now, you don't need so much water, and the well water is too cold. It's best to warm it up in the sun before watering, and then water it when the soil in the pot is dry. Otherwise, it won't be able to breathe, and the roots will rot..."

Lin Si became interested:

"How can such a small pot of orchids have so many details?"

In the past, he only saw the servants filling his house with flowers and plants, and he didn't see them take care of them, but they still grew well.

Song Tian directly pulled out the orchid pot, removed the wet mud wrapped around the roots, and prepared to replace it with some dry soil.

“Growing flowers and vegetables is actually the same as getting along with people. The key is to understand their temperament and treat them differently.

Talking about feelings to a person who loves power will probably not attract him, and using threats or inducements to a person of noble character will usually not have any good effect.

The same is true for plants. Some prefer dry and sunny conditions, while others prefer warm and humid conditions. If you make the mistake, it will naturally backfire.”

Lin Si looked at her with some surprise and nodded in agreement.

"Since Madam Song knows how to grow flowers, why don't you help me see how to deal with these?"

As he spoke, he pointed to a large row of flower stands under the corridor.

Song Tian took a quick look and the corners of his eyes twitched.

After all, they are a wealthy family, buying so many flowers at once!

Peony, rose, crabapple, jasmine, camellia...

Everything is available.

In fact, Song Tian doesn’t have much experience in growing flowers. She only learned a little knowledge as a blogger when she was taking care of her grandmother in the countryside.

But looking at Lin Si's shelf of half-dead potted plants, she tried her best to save them all.

After being busy changing pots and moving things around for most of the morning, Song Tian had completely forgotten about the unpleasantness of the morning.

"Okay, let's just wait and see, those who can survive are almost certainly safe.

Remember not to pour cold water on plants at noon in the summer. The roots of plants are very hot, and if you use cold water to shock them, they will definitely die."

Song Tian taught seriously and Lin Si seemed to be listening attentively.

"It's getting late. I should go cook. Mr. Lin should also take a rest."

This person is still a patient. Wouldn't he think she is too noisy?

Song Tian gave some embarrassed instructions and went to the kitchen to busy herself.

"Sir, I found out clearly that someone who claimed to be the market supervisor overturned her stall this morning."

Mo Bai disappeared for the whole morning and no one knew when he reappeared.

"Do you need me to help?"

Mo Bai held his sword and was eager to try.

Lin Si shook his head:

"No need."

He fled the capital city in a sick state, and those people must have thought that he would die outside.

If he made some noise, it would inevitably disturb the peace and quiet, and Song Tian didn't ask him to help...

Mo Bai was puzzled. Since the young master was unwilling to intervene, why did he order him to find out the situation?

But seeing that Lin Si didn't want to talk more, he couldn't ask more, so he could only respond:

"Yes."

After lunch, Song Tian carried her load and went to Aunt Wen's house.

Although the food is dirty, it cannot be wasted. Aunt Wen raises three sows, which are just right for digesting her cold noodles and roujiamo.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a good thing, what a waste!"

Aunt Wen looked at the sows eating happily and sighed with regret.

Song Tian also lied to her and said that she accidentally dropped it, which resulted in the item being unable to be sold.

"Auntie Wen, do you sell vegetables at the market on weekdays? The cucumbers and loofahs in my garden are ripe. It would be a pity if I didn't sell them. If you are willing to help me sell them, we can split the money 50-50."

Aunt Wen wanted to ask why you don’t sell it yourself?

Later I thought, her cold noodles are so popular that she might be too busy to handle it all.

"Okay, Auntie, I'm free anyway, why not make some extra money!"