In the center of the spiritual energy, there was a faint green color.
"Aiya, daddy is green, daddy is green."
The two children cried out loudly. Lu Youyou even kicked her calf and shrank back from her arms.
"Daddy is not green." Lu Huaijiang waved her hand reflexively.
The two children ran to the side of the immortal herb, which was emitting a soft light.
"Aiya, it's not mother. It was Aunt Taozhi. Aunty Taozhi has a sprout." The two heads were squatting together, muttering non-stop.
Lu Huaijiang was a little disappointed, but when she saw the peach tree branch taking root again and the withered tree returning to spring, she felt a trace of joy again.
Lulu must be very happy to be back.
"When Aunty Taozhi grows peaches, can we eat them?" Lu Youyou asked excitedly with a red face.
"I think so." Lu Huaijiang hesitated.
The two children clapped happily.
