At this moment, the purchase for the neighbouring house had been settled and Zhou Wenzhi's family had occupied that house.
Zhou Defeng glanced at his son who had just recovered from his wounds. His recovery was incredibly quick.
Now, Zhou Yanchao could even move around to water the plants.
"Yanchao," Zhou Defeng called out to his son, who immediately turned over to look at him curiously.
"Father, what's the matter?" Zhou Yanchao saw his father's confused and complicated expression.
Zhou Defeng pointed to the potted flower plants which were on the verge of dying a few days earlier. He couldn't believe that these plants all had dried leaves just a few days ago.
"Did you do something to the plants?"
Upon hearing that, Zhou Yanchao immediately went over to check it one by one. "They look healthy. There doesn't seem to be any problem…"
He twitched his mouth and reminded his son. "Did you remember who these plants looked like before you got beaten up?"
