Tang Beibei followed Jiang Jingchen to the Jiang residence. Although it wasn't her first time here, she was still in awe of the luxury and vastness of this place.
"Hubby, they have such a big garden here, but they have planted many hybrid flowers and very few fruit trees."
Jiang Jingchen glanced at the garden. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he heard it, they were indeed many hybrid flowers here.
For example, to make the roses bigger, the gardeners would cross-breed heirloom rose with Chinese rose.
Many flowers here had been carefully cultivated by humans. Not only were they delicate, but they also lacked naturality and felt quite artificial.
Comparing the two gardens, he preferred the humble flowers and scrubs planted by his wife at home. They were natural, fresh, tenacious, and no less beautiful.
"I'll get you a garden as big as this in future. We can plant fruit trees and eat what we grow all year round."