Little crane grass walked back to the wooden house in a daze. He felt as if his head was twice as big. To be honest, he was a little afraid of the Little Flower. The Little Flower was too talkative and too difficult to deal with. This was the first time little crane grass had encountered such a plant.
Soon, little crane grass returned to the wooden house. By the time he arrived, the sky was already completely dark. On the way, little crane grass found some food and ate as he walked. By the time he returned to the wooden house, he was already full.
When little crane grass arrived at the wooden house, he realized that the door was still open. Hu Yuan was still sitting in the wooden house, and on the table in the wooden house, there was a flower pot with lantern grass growing in it.