Yang Shubao and John were busy carrying the saplings and white vine seedlings to the tractor, Nicole made him flower tea as usual, and when he was done, he went to take a shower, and then the three of them drank tea.

John suddenly smiled sweetly after taking a sip of the cool flower tea, he pointed to the teacup and said to Yang Shubao: "City Lord, this is delicious, this is delicious." ”

The dialogue between the elves is elven language, which only Yang Shubao can understand on earth.

But Nicole immediately asked, "Your friend likes this tea very much, doesn't he?"

Yang Shubao was taken aback: "Can you understand his words?"

Nicole raised her eyebrows and said, "No, no, but the eyes are not deceiving, he likes my flower tea, right?"

Yang Shubao said: "Yes, I like it very much. ”

Nicole also smiled sweetly, she said, "Help me convey my gratitude, it's an honor to be appreciated by him." ”

Another pot of water boiled, and the water vapor bubbled out, like a small volcano.

Joaquin waged his big tail to find the old man, and he pulled the old man's big hand with his paws, and the old man laughed and lifted the kettle with it.

Nicole held the cool teacup in both hands and said, "You can grow white vines there, right? They like the rainforest environment, they need to have a certain canopy density, and now they are a little afraid of the light, you know?"

Yang Shubao nodded and said: "I know, now is the rainy season, the light is not strong, they should be fine, and when the sun is stronger in the dry season, but at that time they will basically grow into vines, and they will no longer be afraid of light." ”

Nicole smiled, "Okay, you just know their habits." ”

The flowers were slowly tumbling in the clear tea, she leaned against the window and enjoyed the sea breeze blowing, the wind ruffled her sideburns and bangs, and the flying blonde hair made Yang Shubao inexplicably think of the sugar silk blown by the sugar man master in his hometown, which was so slender and light.

After a while, Joaquin came running with a small pot in his mouth, which was dried by himself, and Yang Shubao ate a candied fruit, which was very sweet.

John took a plum, and after he ate it, he became excited again, and nodded while eating: "It's delicious, and the city lord is also delicious." ”

Nicole was sad to see that John's image was a dry, skinny black guy who looked like he had just escaped from a famine.

She pushed the small pot over and motioned him to eat slowly, saying, "I don't like sweets very much, it will make you fat, so if you like it, it's all yours." ”

Although the two parties cannot communicate in words, as Nicole said, the eyes and expressions are not deceiving, they can also reflect a person's heart.

John smiled brightly at her, and then secretly said to Yang Shubao: "City Lord, I like her a little. ”

Yang Shubao said: "I like it too. ”

John said, "Then let her be the lady of the city lord, I am willing to call her a lady." ”

The Lady of the City Lord is also the master of the elves, and if the elves are willing to call her Madame, it means that she is recognized as the master.

Nicole asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Yang Shubao smiled: "My friend likes you, and he suggested that I come and pursue you." ”

The corners of Nicole's mouth twitched and she smiled happily: "Then why didn't he come to pursue me?"

"Because he prefers men. "Yang Shubao can only say this, he can't say that there is reproductive isolation between you, right?

Nicole suddenly realized, and then laughed happily: "It's so good, even the bent likes me." ”

The saplings loaded on the pallet truck could not be exposed to the sun, and Yang Shubao was leaving.

The florist was as caring as ever, and when they had finished their tea and left, she had prepared a small box of dried flowers, including wood, jasmine, rose, rose, calendula, lotus, and gardenia.

He got into the car and walked out for a while, and the old man suddenly drove up and signaled him to pull over.

Yang Shubao asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

The old man took off the pipe in his mouth, and he asked slowly, "Do you like Nicole?" ”

Could it be that the old man is here to warn himself? Yang Shubao muttered in his heart, and said frankly: "Yes, Nicole is warm and kind, and everyone likes her. ”

The old man had a smile on his face: "Of course, she is the best girl in South Africa. ”

Then he put on a straight face again: "You're going to pursue Nicole." ”

He didn't need to ask a question, he just spoke in the tone of a narrative sentence, so Yang Shubao didn't know what to answer, because people didn't ask him.

Actually, he just likes Nicole and thinks she's a good girl, but doesn't decide to pursue him.

Liking and pursuing are two different things, Lao Yang has liked too many girls over the years, and if he chases them one by one, he won't even have time to dream.

The old man finally began to ask: "Tell me Chinese, when will you return to your motherland?"

Yang Shubao understood what he meant: "Mr. Zorro, are you right to worry that I am joking? Are you worried that I will suddenly leave South Africa one day after pursuing Nicole and disappear without a trace? Well, I swear I'm not that kind of person, I think I'm going to be here for a long, if not many years." ”

"Then don't pursue Nicole. The old man suddenly replied.

Yang Shubao was stunned: "You don't believe me?"

The old man stared into his eyes and said, "No, I believe you, that's why I won't let you pursue Nicole." I hope she can marry a foreigner and leave South Africa in the future, China is fine, I know this country, it is very safe and has a lot of resources, but if you don't plan to go back, then you don't get close to Nicole. ”

The first time Yang Shubao heard about the parents who wanted their children to marry far away, he asked blankly, "Do you want her to marry abroad?" ”

He actually understood what the old man meant, but he didn't dare to say: The old man who looks like a tough guy admires foreigners.

"I don't understand this? You still have a master's degree?

He further explained: "South Africa is so messy, it's hell for pretty white girls, and you know where Nicole's parents went? I don't want to go through the funeral of my loved ones before I go to the grave, so I want Nicole to marry abroad, and Ben, Iceland, Switzerland, Sweden, and China are not bad, at least safe. ”

Yang Shubao misunderstood others.

The old man did not continue to communicate with him, and when he understood his intentions, he picked up his pipe again and drove back the way he came.

Yang Shubao stayed on the side of the road and was stunned for a while, and he didn't start the car until his sunburned skin hurt.

Continuing to plant trees, he planted the saplings on the east side of the territory, because the road was on the east side, and they could block the view from the road.

Most of the white vine saplings were also planted here, with the exception of two, which he planted under the tree of life.

The growing white vine is like a long whip with thorns, it sways in the direction of the wind, and climbs when it encounters a large tree that can be relied on.

Because it can grow, the white vine tends to climb to the top of the tree in a short time, and at this time it will turn around and grow again, and so on, circling around the trunk to form a pleasing circle.

Yang Shubao let them grow around the Tree of Life, so that he and the elves could step on the rattan circle to go up and down the tree in the future, without the trouble of making wooden ladders.