"Grandpa Xu."
After a brief silence, Hong Feng sat upright and looked at the old man.
"Please sell me this maple tree."
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"Drink~"
Zhuge Yun grinned.
This guy is as straightforward as the rumors say.
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"Or you can borrow it from me temporarily."
"Of course, it would be great if you could sell it to me."
Hong Feng looked sincere and spoke sincerely.
...
The smile on the old man's face faded.
The corners of his mouth pursed.
You don't even care that there are outsiders present?
Isn't this young man a little anxious?
Too.
It's been a stalemate for so many days.
Both for this young man and for him and the old woman, it was a bit boring.
They may be even more so.
After all, he has old bones and cannot compare with the energy of young people.
but......
Even if they feel tired, their answers will not change.
"Hong Feng, we have told you many times."
"This maple tree was there when this house was built."
"It's been passed down from our ancestors."
"It has a special meaning to us."
"We're not selling it."
"It belongs in this courtyard."
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"Then please lend it to me temporarily?"
The look on Hong Feng's face became more sincere.
"After I die, this maple tree will come back to this yard."
"This way, this maple tree is still yours."
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"If you want to see the maple trees like today, why don't you just come and see them?"
Zhuge Yun spoke up.
...
Hong Feng seemed a little surprised by Zhuge Yun's interruption.
He was stunned for just a second and then laughed again.
"I like this maple tree very much."
"I hope to see it every day."
"So hopefully it will be planted in my yard."
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"oh."
Zhuge Yun responded calmly.
"But the owner of this maple tree also likes it very much."
He emphasized the words master and like.
No matter how good something is, it still has an owner.
No matter how much outsiders like it, they can only like it and not think about owning it.
After all, if it's not yours, it's not yours.
The master said he disagreed several times and should have given up long ago.
A gentleman does not take away what others like.
Hong Feng is simply entangled like this.
"They are all likes. Is your like more important?"
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Although Zhuge Yun said this with a smile, the content of his words was really rude.
For a moment, the air seemed to be a little stagnant.
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"Master Xiao, Maple Leaf Cake is here."
Xu Zizhen's voice broke the somewhat stiff atmosphere under the maple tree.
".....What's wrong?"
Xu Zizhen was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere among everyone.
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"Thanks."
Xiao Xiao took the plate with maple leaf cake.
"Ah, you're welcome."
Xu Zizhen smiled subconsciously.
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"You misunderstood me."
Hong Feng smiled at Zhuge Yun.
Then his eyes fell on the old man again.
To him, the current owners of the maple tree, the two old men, are the most important.
other people......
He didn't want to waste time and talk.
"Old man..."
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A big tic-tac-toe appeared on Zhuge Yun's forehead.
This guy...is perfunctory and ignoring him!
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To be continued...