The servant of Ying, the god of the Red Chamber, only loves farming

Pearl is like a piece of petrified wood, muttering in her mouth: "What the second master Bao said...is it planting flowers?" Pearl suspects that she must have heard it wrong.

Baoyu nodded vigorously and said with a smile, "Sister Hua will definitely accompany Baoyu, won't she?"

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Pearl wants to cry but has no tears. What kind of Lao Shizi's errand is this.

The other three servant girls were all doing decent jobs, but what she did was exposed to the wind and the sun.

Pearl wanted to refuse, but Baoyu's star-like eyes made her unable to refuse.

Woohoo, plant the land and plant the land!

Pearl couldn't resist the deer-like wet eyes and was defeated for a while, she answered with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face.

"Wow! Xiaohua! What you said is true, it turns out that pearls like to grow!" Baoyu said to Xiaohua excitedly in her heart.You see, she was moved to tears.

【…】Xiao Hua is wondering if she should tell this silly boy the truth?

Xiaohua taught Baoyu, and Baoyu taught pearls by selling them now; the three cooperated to move the big rose flower to the nest.

Pearl looked at the whole patch of roses, as if she saw the flowers stretching.

Pearl rubbed her eyes and licked her dry lips; she must have been dizzy from being tired.

[Little friend, this new planting partner is really talented, look at her bending posture is very professional! ] System Xiaohua commented on pearls to Baoyu from time to time.

Baoyu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart was also happy.

Pearls are amazing!

"Xiaohua, when will you teach me how to grow a unique rose flower?" Baoyu urged, he wanted to give this flower to his grandmother as soon as possible.

Grandmother loves him so much, Baoyu must give grandma the most beautiful one!

[Xiaohua has selected a rose flower with a well-growing stem for you. The children cut off the upper leaves and thin stems and planted them in flower pots. 】

Baoyu moved the well-growing rose flower into the pot according to the little flower's instructions, and took the flower scissors to trim off the upper stem and leaves.Pearl watched helplessly that the best rose in the rose field was turned into a dead vine by Baoyu in a short time.

Pearl felt puzzled, "Second Master, this flower grows very well; why do you want to repair it?" Pearl really couldn't bear to say the word harm.

"It's grafting. You can graft the tender seedlings of other kinds of flowers to this flower, and when it grows and blooms, it will bloom beautiful flowers." Baoyu is also looking forward to this potted flower.

Baoyu used a razor blade to cut a few oblique openings, and picked some young rose seedlings of different colors to embed in the rose flower, and then wrapped the joints of the two flowers with rice paper and hemp rope, and placed the potted plant in a cool and ventilated place. ; After that, wait for the two plants to grow into one.

Baoyu watered it frequently every day, and Pearl followed behind and gradually fell in love with planting flowers.

Planting flowers is a good thing.

Pearl hummed a song, carried a small flower hoe, and carried a bucket of water to the flower hall; the rose field in the flower hall has bloomed in the past two days.

Looking at the roses in the flower field, Pearl felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart; it was as if the child she cared for was finally about to grow up.

The roses bloomed one after another, and the whole flower hall wafted a sweet fragrance of flowers; Pearl thought the smell was very good.

The fragrance of flowers is so good, why didn't I like it at the beginning?

Pearl pulled out the weeds that grew in the ground, and fed every rose flower with water.

After finishing everything, Pearl Face sat in front of this rose field with happiness and admired it carefully.

The third flower in the second row from the left is the most beautiful!

And the color of the fifth flower in the fourth row from the right is actually dark purple.

Then Zhenzhu looked at the potted plant that Baoyu planted.

The flowers in that potted plant looked like a small flower tree, and buds of several colors had bloomed; it was the first time Pearl saw that a plant could grow different colors.Unlike her flower fields, although the colors are different, they are all single plants.

Pearl's eyes were tinged with enthusiasm, and when Er Ye came back from studying, she would learn how to graft from Er Ye.

Pearl set up an ambition in her heart:

She wanted to cultivate the entire rose field into Er Ye's potted plant.

After a few days, Jia's mansion welcomed several visitors

But there was a visitor among them, and Mother Jia was very unhappy to see it.

Mrs. Sun came to visit Jiamu together with several official wives who had a good relationship with her on weekdays.

"I got a new pot of roses last time, which is a rare foreign product." He signaled the servants behind him to bring out the pot of roses.

"How can such precious flowers be admired by myself? I brought them here for the old lady to have a look at." Mrs. Sun covered her mouth with a fine handkerchief and smiled, and the people who came with her also looked at each other. Smiling; "I heard that the young man in the house is good at planting flowers, so I brought them here to ask him to see how the flowers look."

Mrs. Sun was very disapproving of Baoyu in her heart, and she didn't know where the evil wind came from in the past few days, she praised how powerful the young master of the Jia Mansion was.

How capable can a little furry boy be?

It's just that the people in Jia's house are bragging.

The servant brought the pot of roses and placed it on the low stool where the mandarin duck had already stood in the center for everyone to appreciate.The accompanying ladies all praised such precious roses.

"Master Sun and Mrs. Sun are really a couple! Hey... if my master would spend a lot of money to buy such a pot of flowers for me to enjoy." A lady surnamed Huang said to Mrs. Sun with eyes full of envy.

Mrs. Sun felt even more proud when she heard this.She coaxed Mr. Sun into buying this potted flower, and secretly posted some of her own body to buy it. Thinking of this, Mrs. Sun felt pain in her heart.

That Yang Yizi is really hateful.

How dare you charge such a high price for a pot of flowers!Mrs. Sun cursed a few words in her heart, but being sought after by a few people today made her feel a little smug with gold on her face.

When Jia's mother heard that Sun had mentioned Baoyu, she was a little unhappy.Baoyu is her precious grandson, how can she be spoiled by this foolish woman?

Mother Jia looked at the pot of brightly colored flowers, the more dazzling they became, what precious flowers!

Only this fool would buy such a tacky color.

Yuanyang looked at the pot of roses and felt a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

Jiamu's face was not looking good, and the wives who accompanied her fell silent; Mrs. Sun didn't realize it.

"Old lady, it's time to use the flower dew." After Hu Po replied, she walked to Jia Mu with a white jade bowl.

The white jade bowl was filled with juice that was like light tea soup, and a few rose petals were sprinkled on it; it smelled faintly from a distance.

Jia's mother was sullen, her son was not in the mood to drink this kind of food at the moment.

Afraid that Amber would be punished, Yuanyang hurriedly took it from her hand, Yuanyang looked down and saw the petals in the bowl, and immediately thought of it.

Isn't this flower a rose flower?

Why is it called a rose again?The mandarin duck looked at it a few more times, and it was indeed the rose flower.

Yuanyang took the bowl of rose dew and walked up to Mother Jia calmly and said with a smile: "Madam, this is the filial piety of Master Bao. This flower juice not only requires a lot of flowers, but also takes time and labor. People drink it these days and it really works, and their complexion looks better than before."

Jia Mu frowned. In the past, she thought that the mandarin ducks were obedient and quick-witted, so she often kept them by her side to serve her; how could she be so ungrateful today.

The mandarin duck smiled and walked up to Mother Jia holding the rose dew and said, "Old lady, look how beautiful the color of the petals are. They must have been picked not long ago."