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Chapter 311 Master Key

Only after grandma had seen and smelled enough did she pick up the heavy tomato and take a bite.

To be honest, judging from the strange taste, she didn't think it was delicious.

But she thought it might be similar to grown vegetables?

However, when a stream of sweet juice flowed into her mouth, she was truly shocked.

This is so delicious!

Why is it so soft! So sweet! So delicious!

It's almost like fruit!

On the other side, Pu Huai was also a little surprised. He didn't expect it to taste so refreshing.

Anjiu asked them to eat first and sat next to the bucket of flowers with a small stool.

After such a long time, the flower stems that had absorbed water became hard, the drooping buds straightened up, and the petals opened layer by layer. Just by getting close, you could smell the fragrance of flowers.

This made her, who was already in a good mood, even more passionate about life.

Take out one of them, put it under your nose to smell the fragrance, pinch the hard receptacle, then break off the excess leaves, carefully cut off the thorns on it with scissors, and finally tear off some withered petals and put them in the bottle.

She took a lot of roses of different varieties, and when she was done processing them all, the vase was filled with a big bunch of them, of varying heights and colors, with petals curled layer upon layer, which was so beautiful that it touched her heart.

The double-petaled scented lilies are even more beautiful when they are in full bloom. The flower heads are larger than two fists, the color changes from light to dark, the leaves undulate like waves, and most importantly, they are very fragrant.

The lilies alone took up two vases.

Afterwards, the blue star flowers filled up a vase, and the furry, round green balls had their stems cut short, just enough to fill up a vase.

Anjiu took the last vase, added an appropriate amount of water, and took out a few flowers of each type from the other vases, preparing to let Pu Huai take them back to decorate his home.

But Pu Huai's look was even more surprised than when he was eating tomatoes.

Anjiu: "Are you allergic to pollen?"

"..." Pu Huai lowered his eyes and continued to work. There was nothing wrong with his tone. "No, I'm never allergic."

That's good.

Anjiu picked up the last two bouquets, and after opening them, they were filled with chamomile. The small white petals had yellow stamens in the middle. The smell was not very sweet, but it felt like a big handful in his hands.

Use kitchen paper to wipe off the water stains in the basin, cut off the flower heads, prepare to dry them, and save them for drinking as tea later.

She collected all the flower stems and leaves that she had cut off before and piled them in a corner. They could be used as firewood after they dried. There were not many resources in the wasteland, so she would not waste the materials she had collected as long as they could be used.

Five vases were neatly placed on the floor beside the bed. The sight of the flowers made me feel very happy.

The cramped, gray home seemed to have new life. The soft lines of the lace not only softened the rigid home, but also warmed and nourished her and her grandmother's hearts.

Look, as long as they are alive, they will get better and better~

As the aroma spread, the atmosphere in the room became more and more relaxed, and the three of them chatted and laughed.

Anjiu brought a bottle of milk to grandma. He didn't know what Pu Huai liked to drink, nor did he know if he had drunk it before, so he simply asked him to come over and choose for himself.

It was a hot day, so Anjiu picked up a bottle of carbonated drink and unscrewed it.

Squeak——.

Fine bubbles tumbled upwards.

Tilt your head back and take a sip, and your whole body will feel refreshed!

"It would be better if it was cold." She muttered softly.

Suddenly, she noticed that Pu Huai was looking at her unkindly, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Don't you know what to drink?"

Anjiu was ready to introduce it to him - although the bottle was colorful and she didn't recognize the words on it, she had many years of experience in drinking beverages after all, so she understood everything by looking at the appearance and shaking it.

"Would you like soda or a carbonated drink?"

She held two bottles in her hands, her eyes moving from top to bottom, looking at Pu Huai who was squatting beside her but still tall.

Pu Huai glanced at her indifferently, then walked over to her and picked up a bottle of skim milk.

"Ah... sorry, I thought you liked drinking beverages too." Anjiu was a little annoyed. Subconsciously, he still thought it was normal to treat people to beverages, but he forgot that nutrition was more important here.

But at this moment her left hand was empty, the soda was taken away, and then the bottle of milk was stuffed in.

"I really don't like to drink anything too sweet," Pu Huai said calmly, "Besides, you should drink milk."

He took the drink that Anjiu had taken a sip of and put it back where it belonged.

"This, wait... drink it later."

He paused for two seconds. Although he didn't say it explicitly, Anjiu immediately understood the three words he missed - the injury is healed.

Wait until your injury heals before drinking.

An Jiu understood what he said and knew that he meant well, so he nodded and said, "Got it."

Pu Huai looked satisfied.

He stood up and said, "You guys take a rest first, I'll..."

Anjiu followed suit: "Scallions."

Pu Huai continued, "Move the green onions to my room. I'll leave you a key. You can go there anytime to water, dry, or harvest the vegetables."

Hearing this, grandma was completely panicked, "No, this won't work, no, no, no, we absolutely cannot have the key!"

Grandma shook her head and waved her hands firmly.

It's understandable to leave the things there, but how can he get the keys as well?

It’s outrageous. It’s so outrageous.

Pu Huai didn't argue with his grandmother, but turned his head to look at An Jiu.

Anjiu:?

Grandma: "You can't even have a little wine!"

Anjiu: "Oh, I'll listen to you."

Pu Huai: "Ahem——"

A flash of inspiration came to An Jiu's mind, and he suddenly remembered something.

She took out the master key from her pocket and looked at him in disbelief: "No way, this can open your door?"

The key is wide and flat, and the door lock is long and thin, how could it possibly fit in?!

Pu Huai repeated four words: "Master key."

Anjiu's face was full of doubt.

Grandma didn't understand what was going on, but she saw that Xiaojiu had an extra key in her hand, and it was related to Pu Huai.

She was a little angry, "Xiaojiu, come here and explain it to me."

Seeing that grandma looked unhappy, An Jiu hurried over and whispered in her ear, telling her the whole story about the key.

Grandma suddenly realized what was going on, but she still scolded him, "Why don't you return it to Captain Pu? We can't take such precious things."

A key that can open all doors, can it be an ordinary thing?

"No need, Grandma An," Pu Huai said with a serious look on his face, "I have another one in my hand, you can keep this one just in case."

With it, at least you don’t have to worry about not having a safe place to stay at night, and the possibility of coming back alive will be greatly increased.

Don't think that such words are unlucky. Avoiding them doesn't mean that they will never happen.

It is better to be prepared when you are able.

Especially in a beehive, whether you can draw the right shot can be controlled.

Of course Anjiu couldn't tell grandma these words.

But through the subtle changes in their expressions, grandma understood the importance of the key.