The little guy who returned to Wuyuan found that his home was very lively, and some strangers who didn't know were filling in the two artificial lakes at home.

The tall rockery was gone. Uncle Qingyi said that he was about to make a very beautiful pavilion. He also said that the two lakes were about to be transformed into a garden. He asked him what kind of flowers he liked and what kind of pavilion he wanted to make.

"Why do you need to be something else?" the little guy asked curiously, but in fact he didn't care much about these things, after all, the family was too big.

So far, except for the two places where he remembers it more accurately, he has not remembered many other places.

Sometimes you will make mistakes when walking. The east courtyard and the west courtyard are all distinguished by swings and playgrounds.

"Dad thinks that the lake and the rockery are too dangerous. For the sake of the young master's safety, he needs to rebuild it."

Qingyi told the little guy the truth, wanting the little guy to know Jun Moyan’s concern for him.

The little guy was sleepwalking and running around, which was too dangerous. He couldn't wake him up while sleepwalking. For his safety, Jun Moyan called him when he was still in the military district and asked him to eliminate all the dangers in his home. That's why he filled the lake and changed the garden and made the rockery to make the pavilion.

"But An An wouldn't go to those places normally, there would be no danger." The little guy didn't want them to be tired.

"I know the good young master, my father is also for safety reasons, and for everyone's safety."

"Will Uncle Qingyi fall into the lake?"

"Uncle Qingyi doesn't know, but you Uncle Baiyi is stupid. Maybe you will fall inside when you fall down one day."

The little guy nodded: "Then don't want to go to the lake anymore, otherwise Uncle white-clothed fell down and would get sick."

"Yes, for the safety of Uncle Baiyi, what kind of flowers do you like, young master? Then Uncle Qingyi will ask someone to buy it and plant a large piece, which is very beautiful."

The little guy shook his head: "An An doesn't know."

"There are many kinds of uncle Qingyi, and there will always be a kind of young master you will like. Why don't I take some photos of flowers to show you? Let's see which one we like, okay?"

The little guy thought about it, then nodded: "Okay."

The little guy looked at the people who were under construction and suddenly thought of something. He looked at Qingyi but didn't say anything.

Just stared at him with his big eyes open.

When Qingyi received the signal, he asked him: "What's wrong? Did you think of what kind of flowers to plant?"

The little guy then moved his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

Qingyi smiled and held one of his little hands: "Do you have any ideas? Tell me to Uncle Qingyi."

The little guy sniffed his mouth twice, then he spoke in a silence: "What kind of flowers do mom likes?"

Qingyi choked for a moment and looked at the little guy.

The little guy continued, "Can you plant the flowers your mother likes? When the mother comes back and sees them, she will be very happy."

Qingyi looked at the little guy's tender and serious appearance, and felt so distressed that she didn't know how to answer him.

Seeing that Qingyi didn't answer him, he just looked at him, the little guy called him strangely: "Uncle Qingyi?"

"Don't you know what flowers your mother likes?" He looked at Qingyi with some loss.

"I, although I don't know what kind of flowers my mother likes, I know that my mother will definitely like beautiful and fragrant flowers and will be happy." Qingyi grabbed the little guy's two little hands, held them in the palm of his hand, and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!