That afternoon, Ning Fei moved a lot of luggage to Grandma Wang’s house.
Ning Fei said that after the renovation of the Taoist temple, he would also build a house for Grandma Wang. Grandma Wang directly refused, saying that she couldn’t see clearly now and was already used to the current environment. It would be uncomfortable if she changed.
“Feifei, the orchids you asked me to plant last time smell very good. If you meet them again on the mountain, help me pick some more.”
Grandma Wang said gently to Ning Fei.
The orchids that Grandma Wang was talking about were the golden orchids that Ning Fei picked from the cliff. They were worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.
But Ning Fei chose to plant them in Grandma Wang’s Yard.
Everyone saw things with different values.
Grandma Wang liked to plant flowers. Although her eyes couldn’t see clearly, she could vaguely feel the color of the flowers, which made her feel good.