Gong Ping joining Jiang He to dig soil was something Xu Qing hadn't expected. In his mind, Gong Ping was the type who would buy all sorts of exquisite nutritional soils and pretty flower pots on Taobao even if she just wanted to raise flowers.
It's always more daunting when compared with others. Watching Jiang He obtain free soil with just a little shovel, Gong Ping felt like an idiot for purchasing soil and then, together with the unemployed Jiang, roamed around to scavenge some.
The truth probably went something like that…...
Xu Qing watched from his window as the two of them left with a bag full of soil, withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at the several flower pots of varying sizes on the balcony and rubbed his forehead.
Their flower pots here were already filled, no more soil needed, just waiting for the seeds to sprout.
Returning to his computer, he calculated his savings to figure out how much he had, and then researched among the several marked properties.
