Manbao was stunned. She took out the flower basket below to check and found that the flowers, which were fresh and bright just yesterday, were now wilted and drooping, some even directly broken.
Daya and Erya also ran out to see, their faces showing shock and sadness.
Zhou Wulang completely failed to grasp their heartache. He hadn't been to the county town for many, many years. He was immersed in this excitement, merely glanced at those flower baskets, and without a care, put them all into the large basket, saying, "Never mind, we can pick more flowers along the way if we see some nice ones."
Pointing to the flowers they had picked last night, which went unbound because it was too late and Ms. Qian was reluctant to light the oil lamp, he said, "Take these too, they should be enough. We can bind them when we get to the county town."
