She picked up the waste little by little, and then her eyes fell on a flower pot in the corner.
This flowerpot was a pottery pot filled with soil and looked much rougher than ordinary ones. The flower planted inside was dead, leaving only a small part of the dry branches.
She seemed to have seen something like that somewhere. It... It was supposed to be an antique, wasn't it?
She asked Mrs. Martha, "Where did you get this pot, Mrs. Martha?"
Mrs. Martha took a look at it and said, "It was a gift when I bought the flowers. The flower is dead, and this jar is so ugly that no one wants it. So, just throw it."
Sophia picked up the jar, "But this… It looks like an antique. I have seen it in the book."
Mrs. Martha laughed, "You're so funny. I bought it from an old lady. The flower and the pot were five dollars in total. You tell me it was an antique… OK, it's yours."
