"You two seem to be having a lot of fun."
"Hey, hey, hey, is it okay to discuss this kind of topic?!"
Upon entering the room, mother and daughter knelt at the low table, discussing the art of flower arranging.
Dubian Che asked for a vase, picking the unwanted stems and arranging flowers based on feeling and preference.
Jiutiao Meijie saw this and occasionally offered him some advice.
"You can break the longer branches, and the softer ones can be tied into knots."
"You're using a low vessel, consider more from a bird's-eye view and the front and side perspectives."
At this moment, her voice became soft and gentle, as if worried about waking a child in a cradle, leaving a gentle lingering impression in Dubian Che's heart.
The completed flower arrangements were placed in the main room, including the one that Dubian Che had tied into a knot.
"Shall we play chess, have fireworks set off, eat something, or watch a movie?" Mrs. Jiutiao suggested enthusiastically.
