Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

“Red dust refinement, where there are people is the real way.” Looking at the trees and the plants of the garden, Professor Lin suddenly realized something.

The trees have not returned for a few days and are busy watering her flowers and grass.

Suddenly, when Professor Lin came, she was also stunned.

Her master, in her eyes, is an ordinary man, fond of crushing old god sticks. But this old god stick is also a remarkable man who could trigger the transformation at any moment.

For example, if there is such a thing as reason, it gives the trees some sense.

Then in the afternoon, the trees hummed and picked up her flowers and grass. What is the skill of the trees and trees, they were never hidden from anyone, except Professor Lin, whom she raised.

“After we leave Dao Guan, do you feel sad that the teacher rarely helps you?” Professor Lin suddenly opens his mouth in earnest.

The trees are pruning leaves for two pots of speckled bonsai, then releasing her buns to help catch insects.

Professor Lin said that the trees turned their heads in confusion and then wrongly responded:

“Master, if your conscience finds out, invest tens of millions in me, so I can start my own business. ”

“You've got a copper smell all the time!” Professor Lin was not lightly wooded.

“I'm not a high priest, I'm just a vulgar man.” Wood was not ashamed at all, and after responding, she was still humming about what was in her hands.

Professor Lin sat quietly on his knees, closing his eyes, and he seemed to feel that the smell of wood was much stronger than a month earlier.

This troubled environment in Yanjing is not ideally suited for monks.

The smell of trees and trees is closely related to mountain river trees and forest plants. For her, the best place to cultivate them should be the pristine forest.

Even if there were no primitive forests, they would have been more beneficial to her if they had been situated deep in mountainous, mountainous forests.

Yenjing's urbanization level is extremely high, even if some artificial greening, the environment is far worse than their previous view of Taoism.

Professor Lin had been worried about the inability of trees to adapt to the environment before. I didn't expect people to adapt better than his elderly family, and the repair of trees has also progressed rapidly.

No wonder a little girl like Hayagi broke the Great Front of Sakurajima and discovered the whereabouts of ninjas.

Originally, Professor Benlin thought about this strike against trees and trees, so that she knew how tall the sky was and how thick the ground was, and would not dare to be arrogant in the future.

Anyway, Yunting has the power of purple gas. With his protection, the trees may get hurt, but they will not die.

If you are a master, let your apprentice go out to work. Professor Lin is already kind of soft on the trees, so she found Yunting such a big relying mountain.

Professor Lin never felt bad about Lin Tianlang's experience. He always said: Life and death, if you die, you can't blame yourself.

The environment here can calm Professor Lin's mind and think carefully about some issues.

His little apprentice, as if he had grown faster than he had expected, did not know whether it was evil or bliss.

The heavens and the earth are always changing, though there is a way.

Trees, that's a big variable.

“Master, New Moon Spring Lan.” The trees put a delicate large red pottery brush glazed flower pot in front of Professor Lin.

Large flower pots have exceeded the tree's knees and are larger than the average household basin.

In a flower pot this big, only two fat leaves the size of bean seedlings, look pathetic.