Let Her Do Her Own Wedding Makeup
Su Xiaoxiao was coaxed into being happy, and only then did she stop causing a fuss, feeling satisfied.
In the evening, Jiang Yexun ate dinner at the Su family's home.
Afterward, he specially went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a few small buckets and came back to make flower pots for Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao secretly mixed in some of the soil from her space, then watered the three tea tree cuttings with some spiritual spring water.
They should be able to live and thrive, right?
Su Xiaoxiao stood on the balcony, looking at the three little twigs, uncertainly thinking to herself.
Mrs. Su rubbed her head and smiled, "Don't worry, these trees are quite hardy. Just leave them alone, put them in the house, and when the tea grows, I'll pick it. Didn't your dad love tea the most?"
Mr. Su glanced over, somewhat arrogantly saying, "Not just any tea."