August 29.
Li Chengyi was at home, carefully arranging a new pot of Manjusaka that had just arrived.
The dark red petals, like silk threads, were intricately woven together; from a distance, they looked like delicate crowns of flowers.
He had bought three pots in total.
They were of three different varieties: a white Mandragora, a red Manjusaka, and a yellow Mandragora.
The red Manjusaka was particularly eye-catching in its brown pot, where the black soil and green branches underscored the tender, slender petals, giving onlookers a subtle sense of melancholy.
His mother, Feng Yurong, was holding an automatic insecticide lamp on the side, using it to exterminate insects on a pot full of green beans.
The principles behind the purplish-blue insecticide lamp were unclear, but once it illuminated the plants, the hidden insects would crawl out by themselves, and then Feng Yurong would deftly remove them with disposable chopsticks.
