After dinner, Xia Ye followed Xia Yuzheng to the greenhouse.
Xia Yuzheng had specially built a small greenhouse in the backyard, which was filled with sunshine and felt like spring year-round, specifically for nurturing delicate plants and flowers.
Among thousands of flowers, Xia Ye immediately noticed the almost withered Hongyan.
"Yeye, that's the one," Xia Yuzheng introduced.
Although it was much withered, Xia Ye still recognized it easily.
"Did you say it's called Hongyan?" Xia Ye asked.
Xia Yuzheng replied, "Yes, dad also saw it in an agricultural science magazine."
Xia Ye nodded, it used to be called Hongniangzi because it was indeed delicate and difficult to nurture.
The mutant plants she had transferred spiritual energy to, although rare treasures, had extremely vigorous vitality, well-developed root systems, and grew rapidly, requiring watering only once every ten to fifteen days.
But this plant was different; just moving it to another place could nearly kill it.
