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Chapter 08 First Encounter

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    Wang Dong came to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital because a colleague's daughter was born, and he had to go to congratulate him, but seeing the little life sleeping soundly in his mother's arms, the happy smiles of the colleagues and his wife were a bit dazzling.  He might never have children in his life, so he walked out of the hospital feeling a bit disappointed. Lijing Garden was only a few kilometers away from the hospital, and he planned to walk back slowly.

    How to face cross-examination by parents, how to face the eyes of colleagues, it is really annoying to think about it.  A strong fragrance of flowers wafted over, he raised his head, and there was a flower shop in front of him, the name of the flower shop had something interesting - "Flower World".  Buy some flowers to relax yourself, he walked into the flower shop thinking so.

    "Boss, how do you sell this kind of flower?" Wang Dong saw the huge bracts on the shelf, like a horseshoe, with a strange shape, and the elegant white jade-like calla lily. The pure white dilutes the impetuousness in his heart.

    Zhang Hua stood up from behind the glass cabinet and walked towards the flower stand. The flower stand was 1.8 meters high. The man who bought the flowers was not much lower than the flower stand standing in front of the flower stand.  Calla lily represents nobility and nobility. She likes this elegant flower very much, so she looks at him a few more times.  The man was about thirty years old, with short hair, deep eyes, high nose, thin lips, tall and slender but not rough.  She noticed that the man was wearing a white T-shirt with a white neckline like the petals of a calla lily.

    "Two yuan a branch, are you giving it away or using it at home?" Zhang Hua leaned on the flower stand with a professional smile.

    "Myself." Wang Dong's answer was as short and sharp as his cut.  He has always had no feelings for women, and he is very disgusted by the express hints of some girls in the unit. He treats women like gold, even if the female shopkeeper in front of him is very beautiful and has a bright smile, she still cannot attract his interest.

    "For home use, you can add a few green-backed plants, such as lucky bamboo and nandina, because the calla lilies here don't have leaves."

    Wang Dong, who knew nothing about flowers, showed a puzzled expression like a child, and said in embarrassment: "You help me choose."

    Zhang Hua smiled, asking men to know how to flower art like women is really difficult.  Without explaining much, she found a glass vase, picked a few budding calla lilies and lucky bamboos and fiddled with them a few times, then turned around and asked, "Do you think this will work?"

    "Okay! How much is the total?" Wang Dong took out his wallet.

    "Please wait," Zhang Hua was not in a hurry to collect the money, but instead urged, "Calla lilies like warmth, shade, humidity, are not resistant to cold, and avoid drought. During the growth of calla lilies, in addition to maintaining sufficient water, you should also pay attention to observe them.  Light, temperature and other conditions. When changing the water, don¡¯t let the water drop slip in, and don¡¯t expose it to the sun, but put it in a shaded place. It¡¯s best to put vitamin C, salt, and sugar in the water, which can prolong the flowering period.¡±  For her, every flower is a life, an elf, and she hopes that the person who owns it can take good care of it.

    This woman is really long-winded, but good family education did not make Wang Dong show his impatience.  "Thank you." He stared at Zhang Hua without saying anything, and walked away slowly with a simply bandaged calla lily.

    Such things happen every day, and customers who come to buy flowers are generally divided into gift giving and home use.  Zhang Hua prefers the latter. She thinks that putting some flowers in the home can make people feel happy. It can not only cultivate temperament, decorate the house, but also purify the air.  She believes that this kind of household flower arrangement will become an inevitable pursuit of a noble life in the future.

    When there is no business, Zhang Hua feels that time passes very slowly. He can hear the "tick, tick" sound of the second hand of the clock hanging on the wall.  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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