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Chapter 77 Chrysanthemum Means Longevity

"This reason is simply ridiculous. Zixia is different and fair. Are you jealous of my handsomeness?" Du Zirui stood up straight and spoke in an extremely harsh tone.

After hearing this, Lan Duoduo snorted with disdain in her heart. This Du Zirui is a self-righteous bastard. "Everyone go to work!" She ignored him and ordered the workers to continue working. Zixia frowned and looked at it.

He glanced at them and went about his business knowingly.

The two looked at each other, Du Zirui's eyes looked angry but not angry, showing a look of indifference, while Lan Duoduo's face was full of pride. Du Zirui sneered and quickly turned around and walked towards the construction workers.

Lan Duoduo suddenly trembled, staring at his back, biting her lip, feeling helpless. He was not like this on weekdays! But she couldn't figure out what it was like!

"Hello! Is Mr. Du here?" Just as I was thinking, a respectful question came from my ears.

Lan Duoduo turned around unconsciously and saw a middle-aged man in coarse linen clothes with a dark face and a sweat towel on his shoulder. "He is busy, what's the matter?"

"Oh, Boss Zhao from the garden asked me to bring some flowers to Mr. Du!" the man replied, pointing to the two carts of colorful chrysanthemums behind him.

Lan Duoduo followed his direction and was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Yesterday, she proposed to plant chrysanthemums on the river bank near Moshang Huakai, but Du Zirui objected and even got into an argument with her for no reason.

, how could he secretly order so many chrysanthemums in seven colors without telling her?

Thinking of deliberately embarrassing him in front of so many people, sourness welled up in her heart. She understood Du Zirui's mentality very well. However, after all, she was too young to guess what others were thinking.

The man smiled and said, "Young Master, please ask Mr. Du to collect the goods. You won't delay him for a long time!"

"Don't bother him, I'll just receive the goods!" Lan Duoduo walked to the wooden cart and was stunned. This was much more than she expected to plant, at least more than two hundred plants.

The middle-aged man glanced over, looked her up and down, and stared at her doubtfully: "Are you okay?"

Lan Duoduo wants to cry but has no tears. Isn't it just counting points to receive goods and assign colors? How difficult is it?

"How old are you?" When the man saw that she was silent, he thought he really had to ask her. He walked towards her step by step and stood in front of her and asked.

"Does age prove a person's ability?" In fact, she wanted to say, if you have the ability, go find Du Zirui yourself and see if you can find him, damn idiot!

The man stared at her face, and his arrogant words made him smile awkwardly.

Lan Duoduo said nothing more and started to count. Then with her excellent memory, without paper and pen, she remembered the number of plants and colors in her mind. In less than two quarters of an hour, she calculated the money and gave it to him.

, except that the price of white chrysanthemums is different, everything else is the same price.

"Haha, the young master is young. Not only does he have a good memory, but he is also good at arithmetic. I really admire him!" Amazing! The man sighed inwardly and his attitude was full of admiration. He is indeed not an ordinary person. No wonder he spoke so domineeringly just now.

She glanced at him, her big watery eyes showing no emotion, and she said seriously, "Ask your workers to transport these chrysanthemums over there, and put them down before we can leave!"

The man lowered his head quietly and said, "Okay, okay, no problem!" Lan Duoduo smiled, and then called Zixia over.

"Master, what are your orders?" Zixia came over and asked, cupping his fists.

"Take them to transport these flowers to the place on the other side of Moshang where the flowers are blooming!" Lan Duoduo finished her instructions and walked in the direction of Du Zirui. Zixia looked at the two carts full of chrysanthemums and his eyes were blank for a moment.

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Du Zirui was looking down at the drawings. Lan Duoduo walked up behind him, took off the hat and put it on his head. Du Zirui then turned around, looked at a familiar but playful face, and smiled.

Standing up, the beautiful red phoenix eyes are curved and emit light that is more dazzling than the sun.

"I..." Lan Duoduo hesitated for a moment. She quarreled with him yesterday because of chrysanthemums. Today she embarrassed him, but he didn't care and secretly ordered so many chrysanthemums behind her back.

, but now I’m still laughing.

"What are you?" Du Zirui glanced at her. His beautiful eyes showed no joy or sorrow, no usual cynicism, and no seriousness. He smiled again and said, "What? Are you afraid that I will get tanned?"

"Second brother looks very cool wearing this hat!" Lan Duoduo said casually, but he was not joking. This cowboy-colored hat was originally designed for him because his face is very white and it is very suitable for modern cowboy hats.

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"Well, it's cool whether I wear it or not!" Du Zirui smiled, as if he didn't want to pay attention to her, "Go and do your work!"

"Second brother, you know that I plant chrysanthemums for eldest brother, right?" Lan Duoduo's voice was filled with countless complex emotions, including helplessness, heartache, and unwillingness.

Du Zirui looked at her face and forced a smile on his lips. How could he not know? It was precisely because he knew that he quarreled with her. He was jealous of his elder brother. From the sentence "Brother, you are so kind" or that

As soon as the hug started, he was jealous to death. Why didn't she know what kind of flowers he liked? Why didn't she say good things about him? Could it be that everyone in the world said that Du Zirui was an arrogant little bully and a big bastard? She thought so too!

She said she wanted to plant chrysanthemums, and she must plant them. Even if he quarreled with her, he would still satisfy her. As long as she was happy, as long as she liked it, he would let her have it.

Lan Duoduo blinked her eyes and saw that he remained silent for a while, then said, "Second brother, do you know why the eldest brother likes chrysanthemums?" There was a hint of sadness on her face, "Because chrysanthemums mean longevity!" She also remembered something.

Only after reading an ancient poem about chrysanthemums did I understand that my eldest brother had been ill since he was a child. He must have longed for a long life, but he didn't know that chrysanthemums are also very painful. As a song goes, chrysanthemums are broken and the ground is full of pain...

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Du Zirui frowned slightly, his eyes were light, and he cursed in his heart: Du Zirui, you are so petty, you are jealous of such a good brother, you are a bastard! Yes, he is a complete bastard.

"Come on, big brother is here. He is riding a horse in the west. Let's go find him for lunch!" Du Zirui took her hand and ran westward, with a smile on his face, hiding his hateful emotions.

"Hey, second brother, don't run so fast!"

After a busy day in the prairie, there were dark clouds and it was about to rain heavily when we returned. Du Zirui rode a horse to see Lan Duoduo to the city street and said goodbye. She looked at the sky and did not go to embroider or change clothes, but went back home.

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Walking through the deep alley, the more I walked, the more I felt that it was different from the past. On weekdays, there would be a few people coming and going no matter how late it was, but today, the alley was empty and very quiet.

At this time, the sky was darkened by dark clouds, and a trace of lightning flashed, followed by "Boom..." The sound of thunder startled Lan Duoduo. She patted her heart and looked up to see that it was about to rain heavily.

The sky was filled with relief, and it was about to rain heavily. No wonder no one could be seen except her.

Turning around the alley, she stopped, feeling like someone was following her behind her.

Sure enough, there was a "whoosh" in the next second, and two men in black appeared in front of them, holding bright swords in their hands, reflecting the light in the dark gray sky. Lan Duoduo was shocked, her heart suddenly lifted, and she took a step back.

At a glance from the corner of her eye, there were walls everywhere. She had to fly away like a bird. It was really a bad time to go out. A bloody robbery or sex scene was about to take place.


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