Immediately he said, "In this season, only the plum blossoms have the proud character to stand independently in the snow. Other flowers aren't easy to maintain in the garden, so I won't ask the servants to tend to them."
The Old Master didn't speak at the time, and after a moment, he nodded and sighed slightly, "Yes, that season has passed."
"Grandpa, did you go out just to see the rose flowers in the yard?"
Su Ge suddenly thought of something and tilted her head to look at the Old Master.
"I..." The Old Master seemed unprepared for Su Ge's sudden question and stammered, "I was just wandering around, what flowers am I looking at."
"When it snowed and the rose petals fell, I collected many petals and preserved them. They can probably be kept until the roses bloom again."
"Can they be preserved that long?" As soon as Su Ge spoke, the Old Master immediately asked curiously.
