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The little rascal.
Zhang Cuifang felt a mix of embarrassment and amusement at Chen Xuan's teasing. However, her attention was quickly drawn to the three pots of Orchids on the table.
"Hey, son, these three pots of Orchids seem quite extraordinary!" Zhang Cuifang exclaimed, gazing at the plants with surprise.
Having raised many Orchids herself, she recognized their uniqueness at a glance.
"Really? I just dug them up from the farm. You can take care of them however you like; if they die, I'll just go dig up more," Chen Xuan waved dismissively.
"You little rascal, do you even know your mother's skills?" Zhang Cuifang shot him a fierce glare before happily carrying the three pots of Orchids upstairs.
She carefully placed them on the windowsill of her room. Staring at the three distinct Orchids, Zhang Cuifang couldn't help but smile with joy.
How many late-night sighs had she let out? How many midnight dreams had she cherished?
She never imagined that she would have a day to nurture Orchids again. The long-buried desire in her heart suddenly broke free, melting away in front of the three pots of Orchids.
"You little rascal, I finally don’t have to raise you anymore!" Zhang Cuifang secretly hid in her room, laughing to herself with delight.
From that moment on, she began to care for the three pots of Orchids. It must be said that Zhang Cuifang's skills were indeed superior to Chen Xuan's; she had a real knack for it.
Under her careful nurturing, the three pots of Orchids grew increasingly vibrant and full of life. Before long, they all began to bloom.
The Orchid with golden edges produced orange-golden flowers, exquisite beyond words. The one with light purple edges blossomed into pink flowers, a riot of colors. As for the Orchid with translucent jade-colored leaves, it bore a large red flower with an intoxicating fragrance, reminiscent of peonies.
After the Orchids bloomed, Zhang Cuifang's mood visibly brightened.
Every day, I had to go up and down the stairs several times, happily checking on the orchids I had nurtured. Sometimes, when the weather was nice, I would even carry an orchid downstairs to bask in the sun.
A few days passed.
Chen Dahai arrived.
After a few days apart, Chen Dahai appeared in a suit and tie, looking quite like a tycoon.
Zhang Cuifang was seeing Chen Dahai dressed like this for the first time. At first glance, she found it a bit hard to adjust.
She hesitated and said, "Dahai, why are you dressed like this? Have you struck it rich out there?"
"Struck it rich? Not at all," Chen Dahai chuckled. "I’m just here to support the Old Village Chief. They say a program crew from Jianghe City is coming to our village to shoot a show."
"And what does that have to do with you? You look all dressed up!" Zhang Cuifang shot him a disdainful glance and insisted that he take off his suit.
Chen Dahai laughed heartily but stubbornly refused to take off his suit.
Just as he settled down, a commotion arose in the distance.
Old Village Chief was leading a group of well-dressed individuals toward them, accompanied by several cameras.
Around them were about thirty villagers from Chen Family Village, gathered to watch the spectacle.
The program crew had arrived!
Chen Dahai paid no attention; after all, such an opportunity for glory was not meant for him. Even less so for his wife. He couldn’t be bothered with this excitement and thought it best to let Old Village Chief handle them.
With that thought, Chen Dahai happily smoked a cigarette while watching his wife, Zhang Cuifang, bustling around in the kitchen.
Meanwhile, at the program crew's side…
"Old Village Chief, your village has preserved its old houses very well," Old Zhao said with a smile as he stood surrounded by others.
Old Village Chief humbly smiled back and replied, "We owe it all to the government's support."
Old Zhao smiled, his brow raising as if he had remembered something. He said, "Old Village Chief, I heard that there used to be a farmer's wife in your village who was really good at raising Orchids. I wonder if you could take me to see her?"
Raising Orchids? Oh, you must be talking about Dahai's Daughter-in-law, right? What’s there to see about raising Orchids? Her place is just ahead. Come on, Old Zhao, I'll take you there.
With that, the Old Village Chief led Old Zhao and the others in a bustling crowd toward Chen Xuan's home. A few cameramen followed closely behind, carrying live broadcast cameras, while the surrounding villagers chattered excitedly as they trailed along.
Chen Dahai stood up in confusion, staring at the crowd filling his yard.
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