The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Chapter 105: Limited Experience l

On the very day she returned from the flower shop, Daohua received three pots of peony, daffodil, and orchid sent by Zhou Jingwan. When they arrived, the Yan Family was all present.

“Why would Miss Zhou think to send you flowers?”

The first to openly inquire was Yan Zhiyuan,

The others were also very curious. Although ever since the Little Prince stayed at their house for one night, the prominent families of Xingzhou City had paid more attention to the Yan Family, this was limited to ordinary exchanges and none had shown any particular closeness.

The Zhou Family was no different. With the exception of gift exchanges during festivals, there had never been an instance like today where they took the initiative to send something.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Daohua smiled and said, “Today, while I was at the shop, I happened to meet Grandfather Zhou and Zhou Jingwan. We chatted for a while and when they left, I gave them a few pots of flowers. This must be their way of returning the favor.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhigao and Madam Li exchanged a quick glance.

The elderly master of the Zhou Family was famously fond of flowers, a fact well known to everyone in Xingzhou City. After his visit, they had also come to understand this.

The three pots of flowers before them were all valuable varieties, clearly nurtured with great care. Miss Zhou’s gift of flowers must have been instructed by old Master Zhou himself.

Yan Zhigao looked at his eldest daughter, who was smilingly showing the flowers to the old lady, and sighed inwardly. His daughter was truly fortunate to have caught the eye of old Master Zhou.

Otherwise, she would not have received these three pots of flowers.

“I’ve heard that when old Master Zhou retired, the Emperor bestowed upon him many famous flowers, all of which he brought back to his hometown.” He was aware that many in Xingzhou City eyed old Master Zhou’s flowers, wishing to bask in the ‘dragon’s spirit,’ but sadly, very few ever did.

At these words, Daohua’s gaze immediately shifted from the flowers and she said in surprise, “Really? Could these three pots be…”

“What are you thinking?” Madam Li laughed and shook her head, “The things bestowed by the Emperor, who wouldn’t treasure them? These three pots are probably nurtured by old Master Zhou himself.”

Daohua’s eyes flickered and she smiled, “Maybe they’re grafted from the flowers bestowed by the Emperor.”

Madam Li thought for a moment and then asked Daohua, “Peony, daffodil, orchid—all famous flowers. Do you think you should send some gifts back to Miss Zhou?”

Daohua tilted her head, “Is it necessary?” The flowers she had given today might not be as valuable as those from the Zhou Family, but there were more of them. Zhou Jingwan liked the five pots and also the three chosen by old Master Zhou—all of which she had sent.

“Of course, you should!”

Yan Zhiyuan spoke up before Madam Li could, “The three pots of flowers from the Zhou Family are famous. They can’t be compared to the nameless ones you casually grow, one pot is worth more than ten from your shop.”

Hearing this, Daohua felt a bit unhappy.

Yes, the flowers she grew might not be as reputed as the peony or orchid, but they were of high quality. Didn’t she see how old Master Zhou cherished them?

Yan Zhiyuan continued, “Besides, since they took the initiative to send something, by sending something back, you can strengthen the bond with Miss Zhou.” Thus, bringing the Yan Family closer to the Zhou Family.

Daohua looked at her adoptive father and seeing no objection from him, she turned to Madam Li, “Mother, what do you think I should send back?”

Madam Li said with a smile, “This is a matter between you young ladies. We adults shouldn’t interfere. You can send whatever you want.”

At that moment, Yan Zhiyuan spoke again, “I think you might as well send that grape wine. I tasted it and found it quite good. The Zhou Family old…”

Madam Li suddenly stood up, interrupting Yan Zhiyuan, and walked toward the old lady while saying to Daohua, “You should prepare it yourself. Dinner is about to start, hurry back.”

She had said it already, the adults shouldn’t meddle in the affairs between young ladies. Her brother was used to scholarly pursuits, and while she understood his desire to strengthen relations with the Zhou Family, being too eager was off-putting.

Daohua didn’t like others telling her what to do either. She smiled in agreement, then left the room with Wang Manman.