Chi Jiao called out to Yan Zhengchen and Gong Lu on WeChat, then prepared to personally go to the main hall to tell her grandparents that dinner was ready.
However, when she passed by the flowerbed in the yard, she could clearly feel that something was missing.
When she stopped in front of the flower bed, Chi Jiao stared at it carefully, her eyes darkening instantly.
Her Hong Zai was gone.
Hong Zai was a medicinal flower that she had raised for three to four years. It was a new breed that she had developed herself. She casually came up with a name that she thought was very cute.
Initially, she didn't have any plans to sell Hong Zai as it was too difficult for the flower to live. Therefore, she had only made one.
Its value could not be measured with money.
Hong Zai had just bloomed this year. Once the petals wilted, the stamen could be used as a seed.
