bullyxtreme Chapter 207 Aunt Zhou also likes flowers.
Chapter 207 Aunt Zhou also likes flowers.
Jiang Mingyun looked like a child showing off his favorite things to his best friend.
She praised her chrysanthemum garden to the skies, making Zhou Hanzhang feel that he would have wasted his life if he didn't go and see it.
Zhou Hanzhang and Xiao Ba followed Jiang Mingyun and soon arrived at their garden.
Before they even got close, they could smell the fragrance of chrysanthemums.
Logically speaking, the fragrance of chrysanthemums shouldn't be this strong. Although the smell wasn't unpleasant, it made Zhou Hanzhang a little wary.
They entered the garden and saw that every inch of the land was covered with all kinds of precious chrysanthemums, which were colorful and beautiful.
Chrysanthemums come in many varieties. Some are like tightly clustered hydrangeas, with layers of petals and vibrant colors; others are like delicate silk threads, graceful and elegant, with fresh and refined colors.
Under the sunlight, each chrysanthemum shines with a unique luster; the red is as red as fire, the yellow as gold, the white as snow, and the purple as deep as the sky, weaving together a magnificent and colorful autumn poem.
After Zhou Hanzhang walked in, he found that the fragrance was becoming stronger and stronger, and it was no longer like the scent of chrysanthemums.
"How is it, Brother Hanzhang? Isn't it beautiful?"
Jiang Mingyun turned to Zhou Hanzhang as if seeking praise.
"They are indeed beautiful, but I've visited other people's gardens to admire flowers before, and I've never noticed that chrysanthemums smell this good."
"Oh, yes, some of these varieties were specially purchased by my brother from overseas merchants, and they are more fragrant than the other chrysanthemums."
Jiang Mingyun led her to a few chrysanthemum plants and began to explain them to Zhou Hanzhang.
Zhou Hanzhang looked at the few dark green chrysanthemums in front of him. They did emit a faint fragrance, but it was different from the strong fragrance he had smelled before.
After she entered the chrysanthemum garden, she realized that the rich fragrance came in waves, not continuously.
"Mingyun, besides chrysanthemums, do you grow any other fragrant plants here?"
Jiang Mingyun thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No, this chrysanthemum garden only grows chrysanthemums, nothing else..."
"wrong."
Zhou Hanzhang began to observe more carefully, but he could no longer smell the same scent as before.
"Little Eight, did you smell it again just now?"
Jiang Mingyun was puzzled. Looking at Zhou Hanzhang's suddenly serious expression, she wondered if there was some smell she hadn't noticed.
Xiao Ba was also a little puzzled. "I did smell some strange smells when I was at the gate of the courtyard, but after entering the garden, I haven't smelled anything since then, except for that first moment."
"What smell are you talking about? I can't smell it. Is it the smell of chrysanthemums here?"
Jiang Mingyun followed Zhou Hanzhang and looked around just like her.
"I don't think it tastes like chrysanthemum, but that's not necessarily true. It might be a new variety that I haven't tried before, but the taste gives me a strange feeling."
"Is it poisonous?"
Jiang Mingyun was somewhat worried.
“You and Madam Jiang both love this chrysanthemum garden and visit it often. You don’t seem to be poisoned, so I can’t say for sure.”
Zhou Hanzhang walked around the chrysanthemum garden, but still couldn't find where the original scent was coming from.
Just as I was about to give up, a gust of wind blew over, and that rich aroma wafted over again.
"You can smell it, can't you?"
Even the slow-witted Jiang Mingyun finally came to her senses. "This really smells delicious. Could it be that my brother or father brought back some new breed?"
While the fragrance still lingered, Zhou Hanzhang searched around and finally found an extremely thin plant among all the flowers, with a few pure white flowers blooming sparsely on it.
“This…” Zhou Hanzhang looked at Jiang Mingyun
"Huh?"
Jiang Mingyun seemed somewhat puzzled as well, "When did this plant get here? I didn't even notice it."
This plant was hidden among the chrysanthemums blooming brilliantly in the courtyard, and was quite inconspicuous. If it weren't for that gust of wind that carried its fragrance into Zhou Hanzhang's nostrils, she probably wouldn't have discovered it.
Moreover, even if one smells the fragrance, unless one specifically seeks it out, it is very likely that the fragrance will be placed on the chrysanthemums that are blooming in full bloom next to it.
After the gust of wind passed, the fragrance disappeared again.
Zhou Hanzhang squatted down, looked at it, but didn't reach out to touch it.
"Mingyun, could you find someone to ask about this flower?"
Jiang Mingyun did not agree to Zhou Hanzhang's request and walked away.
She quickly brought over an elderly man, "This is Uncle Huang, who is in charge of the plants in our yard."
After her introduction, she turned directly to Uncle Huang and said, "Uncle Huang, look at this flower. It doesn't look like a chrysanthemum. What kind of plant is it?"
Uncle Huang recognized it at a glance. "Miss, is this the one you're talking about? When you came to me earlier, I even doubted that you were talking about it. This is a chrysanthemum that I bought when I went out to buy chrysanthemums for the manor. The person saw that I bought a lot and gave it to me. I noticed that although this chrysanthemum is small, the person said that it smells very fragrant and that it will become stronger if I take care of it."
"Since it was a gift anyway, and its fragrance is so unique, I thought I'd take it home and care for it for a while. If I can't take good care of it, I'll just throw it away. Is there something wrong with this flower?"
Uncle Huang seemed somewhat apprehensive.
He was somewhat afraid that if his greed for a small gain led to problems for the family's owner, he would truly be guilty enough to die a thousand deaths to atone for his sins.
"It's alright, Uncle Huang, don't worry. I was just asking. How long have you had this plant back?"
Uncle Huang was relieved and quickly said, "It's been a while now. I often smell its fragrance when I'm tending to this garden. I'm fine."
When that person gave you these flowers, did they say anything else?
Uncle Huang thought about it carefully and shook his head. "That person only said that although the flower is not very beautiful, it has a pleasant fragrance. He suggested that I place it in a corner of the garden where the wind can reach it, so that people in the garden can smell the fragrance from time to time."
It doesn't seem to be a problem.
However, the strange feeling in Zhou Hanzhang's heart did not subside; on the contrary, it grew stronger.
Seeing Zhou Hanzhang frowning at the flower, Uncle Huang asked again, "Young Master Zhou, is there something wrong with this flower?"
Zhou Hanzhang was worried that if Uncle Huang stayed any longer, he might come up with all sorts of things. Seeing that Uncle Huang was not young, he said, "There's no problem. I just noticed that the fragrance of this flower is special, so I asked a few more questions. My mother also likes flowers, and if possible, I would like to take a pot of it back to her."
“Aunt Zhou also likes flowers? Then Brother Hanzhang, you can just take them back. My mother and I only like chrysanthemums, and we don’t care whether they are fragrant or not.”
Jiang Mingyun naively believed Zhou Hanzhang.