Zhang Xiaowei couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him.
Unexpectedly, the roses cultivated this time were all seven-colored roses.
Moreover, the colors of these seven-colored roses were all different, not completely identical.
"Fantastic, now we can organize an exhibition!"
Zhang Xiaowei suddenly had a plan in mind.
Immediately, he turned to Han Xue and excitedly said, "Xiaoxue, get in the car, I've thought of a great idea."
Once Han Xue got in the car, Zhang Xiaowei immediately took her back to the village.
On the way back, Han Xue was already full of curiosity.
"Xiaowei, what good idea have you thought of?"
Zhang Xiaowei did not hide from her and truthfully said, "People from the Tang Dynasty love peonies, we can plant peonies all over the village. Then, find a special place to cultivate some seven-colored peonies. At that time, it will certainly amaze everyone."
Han Xue agreed with Zhang Xiaowei's idea.
