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1297. Chapter 1297 Junqing coma [11]

Then Meng Xian said: "Well, it's because these two trees have grown so well that they have absorbed all the nutrients, rainwater, and sunlight around them, so trees can't grow around here. Look at the trees around the pavilion.

It doesn't look very good, but this area is completely blocked by these two trees."

After a pause, Meng Xian continued: "I guess these two big trees should be almost a hundred years old, otherwise how could they grow so tall? And this kind of trees never grow well, so they might as well be

Although it was cut down, no one came to plant again, so the middle gradually became empty."

Ling Ziliang pointed to the flowers on the edge of the steps: "Hey, those flowers are not alive and well."

Meng Xian looked at the flowers, smiled slightly and said, "Those flowers were planted in pots, but I guess they are fake?"

Ling Ziliang said in disbelief: "Fake? How do you know?" So he quickly ran over to look at the pot of flowers, reached out and touched the petals. It turned out to be fake, so he waved to Meng Xian.

Meng Xian walked over, and Ling Ziliang patted his shoulder and said, "It's amazing. How do you know it's fake?"

Meng Xian pointed to the flower path: "If you plant the flowers here, if there isn't someone nearby who will always take care of them, they will definitely die. Either they will dry out because it never rains, or they will drown because of too much rain. So for the sake of beauty,

It’s convenient, the flowers placed next to it must be fake flowers.”

After hearing these explanations, Ling Ziliang looked at Meng Xian with admiration and approval. Meng Xian was a little embarrassed by the stares, so he stretched out his hand to pull Ling Ziliang up from the ground and patted the corner of his clothes.

dust.

Suddenly the two heard a burst of applause. It turned out that when Meng Xian and Ling Ziliang were explaining just now, Ling Zhexiao, who ran away without knowing where he was, came out from behind the tree, looked at Meng Xian and clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Meng Xian is so awesome.

You are so knowledgeable, I was enlightened when I heard it."

Meng Xian immediately put away his smile and cupped his hands expressionlessly: "The award is just a small matter, and I was just guessing."

Ling Zhexiao looked at Meng Xian who changed his face very quickly and said nothing, so he stretched out his hand to signal: "Let's go in."

"What are you going in for? Take shelter from the rain." Ling Ziliang looked at Ling Zhexiao's gesture.

Ling Zhexiao ignored him and walked straight into the pavilion. Then Meng Xian took Ling Ziliang's hand and walked in together. Meng Xian was very happy to see that Ling Ziliang was not angry at all and did not throw away his hand.

After standing still, Ling Zhexiao clapped his hands. Many people appeared out of nowhere, moved a table and placed it in front of the three of them. Someone also brought three chairs and placed them behind them, waiting for them to sit down.

Immediately after they were served, someone came forward and placed freshly brewed tea on them, as well as several plates of exquisite snacks.

Ling Ziliang was really hungry after walking all the way, so when he saw the snacks coming up, he immediately reached out to grab them, and started immediately, regardless of whether he was looking at him or not. Filling his stomach was the most important thing, so he quickly swept away the snacks on the plate.

And Guang then burped with satisfaction.

Ling Zhexiao looked at the speed of his younger brother Ziliang, and black lines appeared on his forehead. He didn't even eat a bite. It was almost noon, and he was also hungry. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.
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