He looked at Song Tan, restrained by the people present, he didn't say the rest of the words.
But Song Tan nodded, already understanding: "I know, so, white moonlight and Titan, all the flowers you like, we can plant them."
Then she smiled at Lu Chuan: "Have you used my homemade nutrient fluid? The flowers you like—not just sunflowers, any other flowers, they will grow well with me."
Lu Chuan remembered that unreserved precious trust and seriously nodded his head at the moment.
The young couple huddled together whispering, and the Lao Song's family, who received such substantial gifts for the first time, exchanged glances and started discussing quietly.
Not long after, Wu Lan and Song Sancheng returned to the bedroom, rummaging through the wardrobes—
"Hey! Where's the cash? How much cash did we withdraw for the New Year?"
