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"Show me the flowers!" Fang Renjie walked quickly into the small room and shouted loudly.

"Well, Grandpa Zhou and Grandpa Li are here! Hello. Fang Renjie still politely greeted the two elders, but he ignored Lin Ziqing who was standing on the side, all he could do was the pot of flowers on the table, and he walked to the table where Junzilan was placed.

"Where's the magnifying glass?" Fang Renjie asked, holding the flower pot with both hands, staring at the flowers and leaves.

Old Zhou handed the magnifying glass to Fang Renjie, "What's the matter?" Renjie, this kid, why does he look anxious? Zhou Lao and Li Lao both looked at Han Lao who followed up suspiciously.

"I don't really understand, but this flower really has something to do with the old side." Han Lao shook his head and nodded again.

Lin Ziqing still couldn't understand what they were talking about, but no matter what, as long as it didn't damage her flowers, it was no big deal. She quietly took a few steps back, and happened to stand beside Ling Feng, who followed in.

From Ling Feng's point of view, Lin Ziqing's appearance looked very exquisite, her body was slender and slightly thin, but her exposed arms were some small muscles.

It seemed to have a very powerful feeling, because it was a hot day, she only wore a light red T-shirt, and her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, and the tail was slightly upturned, revealing the delicate and white neck more and more.

When he first came in, Ling Feng didn't pay attention to Lin Ziqing. I don't feel that it is far away, but now that it is close, Ling Feng only feels that Lin Ziqing has a comfortable taste.

Just standing by her side so quietly, the irritable emotions in his heart that had been suppressed by dreams all these years slowly calmed down. He couldn't help but want to get closer to her, closer.

The thought flashed, and Ling Feng was shocked to realize that he had actually taken a step in Lin Ziqing's direction. The moment he came back to his senses, a trace of embarrassment flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he quietly retreated to the same place.

Ling Hao, who was standing beside him, looked at his younger brother suspiciously, he also came closer, looked at Lin Ziqing again, and smiled at Lin Ziqing.

Ling Hao's movement attracted Lin Ziqing's attention, Lin Ziqing turned her head in confusion, smiled at Ling Hao, and nodded her head to say hello.

Lin Ziqing's smile was clean and clear, like a ray of sunshine shining into Ling Feng's heart. The doubts in his eyes grew thicker and thicker, and he always felt that this girl seemed to be something important to him.

Is she the woman who can't see clearly in her dreams? I had the heart to ask, but it was too abrupt, so I had to endure it, but my heart became more and more irritable.

Recently, this feeling has often happened, and Ling Feng has to get used to it, and at first he thought it was a rebellious adolescence and began to be restless.

Later, there was always a woman's figure in his mind, and he knew that it was for a person, and that might be that he was sorry for that person in his previous life, but he couldn't see her face clearly every time, so he was irritable.

Thinking of that person, Ling Feng suddenly felt that the girl in front of him who made him feel very comfortable was a little similar to the silhouette of the person in his mind, but she was too young now, and the figure of that person was at least in her twenties, and it looked too ordinary.

And the girl in front of her, although she is very young, is very calm and calm. Whether it was the man in the dream when he was a child, he couldn't be sure. Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, and he turned his head expressionlessly, leaving Lin Ziqing with a cold side face.

Lin Ziqing glanced at Fang Renjie, who was standing at the table and looking at Jun Zilan, and had some doubts in her heart. Why did you let a few young people come to see the flowers? Does that engraved name have anything to do with them?

Lin Ziqing scratched her head, she has been raising it for five years, why didn't she find out? Isn't that too bizarre?

"That's it!" Fang Renjie's voice regained everyone's attention.

"This flower stem is really engraved with Fang Yizhi, and the story told by grandpa is true. This is the pot of gentleman's orchid mentioned by grandpa, which is great! I bought it for all the money. Fang Renjie shouted excitedly.

"Renjie, what are you yelling about, what is the story? Why haven't I heard from Lao Fang. I took a fancy to this pot of flowers first, don't fight with my old man. As soon as Li Lao thought that the flower he had fancied was about to run to the Fang family boy, the wrinkles on his face came out.

"Story: How many of you will go to my grandfather's house tomorrow, and you will have time to talk to him all the time, where is the little girl who sells flowers now?" Fang Renjie asked with a smile.

"No, it's on your right, everyone is standing there for a long time, and you don't greet people when you come in!" Zhou Lao smiled.

“……”

Fang Renjie walked up to Lin Ziqing and asked, "Your surname is Lin, is this flower really left for you by your great-grandmother?" ”

"You ask what you are doing here, is it possible that the flowers are not mine, or are they left to you by your family." Fang Renjie just shouted so loudly, and Lin Ziqing also understood, what does this flower have to do with his grandfather.

"Hey, nothing! Don't be nervous, I'll just make sure. If you are surnamed Lin and have this pot of Junzi Orchid, then you must be someone from Lin Yuzhao, right? ”

“…… Do you know my aunt? ”

"Your aunt? Hey, I know who you are, you are the Lin Ziqing who came to study with us, right? I heard Aunt Yuzhao mention it to my grandfather. What a coincidence, I am Fang Renjie, the son of your uncle's eldest brother. ”

"yes, oh, hello." Lin Ziqing nodded.

Ling Feng's pupils tightened, turned around, took a step closer to her, looked at Lin Ziqing and asked stiffly, "You said your name is Lin Ziqing?" He asked again, "What Zi, is it Zizi's Zi?" ”

Lin Ziqing sighed and said, "How do you know?" You've heard of me, huh? But I don't know you. She took a step back, the young man's eyes were so stoning, she was a little uncomfortable.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?" Ling Hao asked in a daze. All the others also turned their eyes to Ling Feng, seeing Ling Feng's stunned look, what was going on?

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "It's nothing. "Even if she is the woman in the dream, she is just a little girl now, and this is not the same person before, how can she explain her dream?

Lin Ziqing glanced at Ling Feng, who was a little depressed, suspiciously, feeling weird.

However, soon she didn't pay attention to it, what should she do now? I can't sell it. Alas, poor I just dreamed of making a small fortune.

Later, if I insist on selling, it doesn't seem good to let my aunt know about this tomorrow.

Although it is a flower of high value, it involves a story about Old Man Fang, and it is actually related to his great-grandmother.

Why haven't you heard my dad mention it before? If you hadn't wanted to plant this flower, it might have died in your grandmother's garden.

It can only be said that it was all a coincidence!