Chapter 2471 Fragrant
The one in front of me is just like a child with congenital defects.

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Zhuge Yun said it very tactfully.

After all, they are plum blossoms grown in someone else's yard.

He just said it was not good.

Wouldn't that displease the host?
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Hearing this, Xiao Xiao and the others looked at Zhuge Yun.

When it comes to speaking, Zhuge Yun is the best.

Although it was the first time for them to hear the saying... that flowers grow in an inspiring way.

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Zhao Luzheng couldn't help but reflect on what he had just said.

It’s just that this plum tree is small...it shouldn’t make the old man unhappy, right?
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The two old men were also stunned by Zhuge Yun's words.

But soon, smiles appeared on the faces of the two old men.

Inspirational...?

They like this statement.

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"He is indeed a student from a good school."

The old lady smiled for the first time in front of Xiao Xiao and his friends.

“You’re really good at talking.”

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Xiao Xiao, Zhang Bo, and Zhao Lu were silently giving Zhuge Yun an admiring look.

The old lady smiled, and the atmosphere around her immediately relaxed.

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Zhuge Yun felt a little relieved.

He actually hadn't thought about using his words to please the old man.

It was his habit to speak tactfully when talking to people he was not familiar with.

If he were a very close friend, he wouldn't be so polite.

The slight change in the old man's attitude can be said to be a pleasant surprise.

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The old lady walked to the edge of the plum tree.

The outstretched hand is full of traces of time.

Touching the tree trunk, one actually feels that the two are somewhat similar.

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The old lady trembled and gently stroked the tree trunk.

A faint shadow of plum blossoms fell on the raised face.

There was something unclear in the old man's eyes.

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The yellowing plum blossoms did not cause a single wrinkle between the old man's brows.

There seemed to be a faint redness seeping out from the corners of his eyes.

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The old lady curled her eyes.

The fine crow's feet cover up the subtle redness.

Xiao Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

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"Old man, the plum blossoms in your house are so fragrant."

Zhuge Yun glanced around the yard.

He discovered that the only plum tree was the one in front of him.

These words came from the heart.

He was a little surprised.

After all, judging from the appearance of the plum blossoms, the condition of this plum tree is probably not very good.

Then, it is rare to have such a rich fragrance.

Or……

Zhuge Yun scratched his head inwardly.

Is this plum blossom of this variety?
This is not Baimei.

But... wintersweet?
wrong.

Zhuge Yun shook his head slightly.

This is obviously yellowing.

It doesn't mean that it was originally yellow.

The edges of some plum blossom petals are shrunken.

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"……Yeah?"

The old lady seemed to be a little slow in understanding Zhuge Yun's words.

She narrowed her eyes.

He looked very happy.

"It's very fragrant."

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Zhuge Yun was a little hesitant about whether to ask the next question.

He was really curious...

But he was also worried that his problems would make the two elderly people unhappy.

Confusing.

He couldn't help but look at Xiao Xiao and the others.

These guys are just acting as backdrops.

Zhuge Yun complained in his heart.

He was the only one racking his brains to "deal with" two elderly people who seemed unapproachable.

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Zhang Bo made a small gesture of invitation.

Zhuge Yun is their diplomatic ambassador, public relations representative, and spokesperson.

In this situation, it is Zhuge Yun's home ground that shines.

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Zhuge Yun: ...

After hesitating for a while, he tried to ask in a relaxed and casual tone.

"Grandma, I want to ask..."

"Is this plum tree sick...?" Zhuge Yun's eyes fell on the yellowing plum petals.

I grinned in my heart at the roundabout way of asking the question.

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"Get ill?"

The old lady murmured.

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"Yes."

Zhuge Yun pointed at the plum blossoms.

"Look, it's all yellow."

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The old lady looked up.

"...Yes, it's all yellow..."

"I'm sick..."

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"Are you really sick?"

The old lady's expression was indescribably strange.

Zhuge Yun was embarrassed.

Is this question not actually a good one?
Then...

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Zhuge Yun carefully observed the old lady's expression for a while.

sad?

sad?

There were other emotions he couldn't quite place.

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Are you worried because the plum blossoms are sick?
Zhuge Yun guessed.

It seems that the old man likes this white plum tree very much.

Also.

There is only one plum tree in the yard, how can you not like it?
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"Has anyone taken a look at what's wrong?"

Zhuge Yun slowed down his tone.

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"Yes, I have."

The old lady glanced at Zhuge Yun.

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For unknown reasons, Zhuge Yun felt goose bumps all over his body.

what happened?

He suppressed his doubts and uncertainty.

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“…It’s useless…”

The old lady stared at the plum tree in front of her, muttering to herself.

"... Let us give up... condolences..."

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what?
Zhuge Yun subconsciously turned his head and looked at the plum tree in front of him.

Is this plum tree terminally ill?
Hopeless?
Is it such a serious disease?
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"…but we didn't give up…"

“We don’t want to give up…”

The old lady lowered her eyes.

It's hard to see the look in her eyes.

The gray hair danced in the wind.

The wrinkles on his face became more obvious.

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Zhuge Yun was silent.

It seems that he underestimated the importance of this plum tree to the old man.

He thought that there must be some unforgettable story behind this plum tree.

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The air suddenly became somewhat stagnant.

The cold wind blew from somewhere, making a sharp whistle.

Zhuge Yun shrank back.

He just went to a family's yard to see plum blossoms, but the plum blossoms seemed to contain the old man's deep emotions, and he was indeed somewhat moved...

But combined with this situation, and the strange feeling he had accidentally experienced before...

I don’t know if the goose bumps on his body were due to the cold... or for some other reason.

Why can’t it go away?

It made his heartbeat a little messy.

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Zhuge Yun pinched the palm of his hand.

He was somewhat annoyed by his inexplicable behavior.

In order to divert his attention, he blurted out the question that he had been hesitating about whether to ask.

"Grandma, if your plum tree is sick, how come it smells so good?"

Zhuge Yun reacted halfway through his words.

But he hesitated for a second when he was halfway through his words. But since the arrow was on the string, he continued speaking.

He was really curious too.

Logically speaking, since this plum tree was seriously ill, how could it be more fragrant than the ordinary plum blossoms he remembered?
Baimei from the third family is a special case.

Not in comparison.

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"Ok?"

The old lady was stunned.

"Aren't plum blossoms... fragrant?"

The old lady looked at the old man who had been silent in a daze.

"Don't you think so, old man?"

　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue for the reward~(*︶*)!

　　
　
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