"The words of the old lady sound quite philosophical." Yang Ruxin nodded.
"Yes, my mother knows a lot of things. Although she's a woman, she has read many books. Even my eldest uncle said that if my mother were a man, she would probably be a Champion. Her happiest moments were when she was reading while inhaling the fragrance of flowers or playing the zither amid the blooming flowers. At those moments, the smile on her face was serene... but unfortunately..." Gu Qingheng exhaled, "Unfortunately, one day, all those plants and flowers died."
Yang Ruxin frowned.
"Because Zou Qiuyue sneezed whenever she smelled pollen, Gu Sheng had all the plants and flowers thrown out... I remember that night, my mother sat alone by the window all night, and afterwards, her health slowly declined, and she never smiled again..."
