Shang Danju looked at San Jie's back as she left, pursing her lips and saying nothing.

  "Miss, let's go back," Feng Qiu said, supporting her: "Auntie sent a message last night and asked you to come back as soon as school is over today."

  Shang Danju lowered her head and softly said "en", Feng Qiu seeing that she was depressed, couldn't help but say: "Miss, why be so sad, Third Miss isn't playing with you, isn't there still Second Miss?"

  Shang Dan Ju frowned and scolded, "What are you talking nonsense?"

  "How could it be nonsense? Everyone used to get along well, but after her birthday, she changed, and these past few days have been even worse. She doesn't even walk with Miss anymore when leaving school." Feng Qiu spoke up for Shang Dan Hua, "This is already unbearable, but what's more, she actually got the other girls in school to gang up against you together! How can you still speak up for her at this point?"

  Shang Danju shot a warning glance at Feng Qiu, "Don't say such things again, Third Sister is not that kind of person."

  Shang Danju didn't know why San Jie had been avoiding her for the past few days, but she knew it wasn't what Feng Qiu said.

  If so, wouldn't the previous fourteen years be a joke?

  How could one person change so thoroughly in just a few days?

  Shang Dan Ju's turbulent heart slowly calmed down. Forget it, she didn't want her to know, and if she didn't ask, that was fine.

  Shang Danju turned around and left, Feng Qiu hastily followed up.

  "Miss, are you going to see your aunt?"

  "Hmm," Shang Danju lightly responded and went to find Wu Niang.

  At this time, Shang Danzhu was arranging the garden with Lu Ling and others. Since they were preparing for this hairpinning ceremony, it would naturally be a bit different from what the adults had prepared.

  "There are too few flowers, we need to prepare more."

  The fruit trees in the garden have all borne fruit, except for the flowers by the stream, which haven't bloomed yet. But they can't possibly schedule the wedding ceremony by the stream, can they?

  So we still have to move the flowers and arrange them on site.

  "Chrysanthemum is best."

  Lin Yuhbin glared at them, "At this time of year, where am I supposed to go find chrysanthemums for you?"

  "My family has two pots of spring peaches and small qiao in the flower shed, I reckon they will bloom on Dragon Boat Festival, if you want to see them at that time, I can lend them out."

  It's called borrowing, but it's almost like stealing.

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Zhou Shuya then said: "There are also a few pots of them in my family's flower shed, but I don't know when they will bloom. I'll ask the gardener later."

  Other families have flower racks, and those who raise chrysanthemums also raised their hands. Lin Yubin saw that everyone was so open-minded, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and say: "My family's Wensheng Zhuangzi also has a flower rack, I'll go take a look when I get back."

  Lu Ling suddenly said, "Sister Lin, the chrysanthemums in your flower shed are going to compete for the Flower King on Mid-Autumn Festival, right? I remember that every year many people want to buy chrysanthemums from the Lin family."

  At that time, most of the flowers from Lin's flower shed were sent to Yangzhou for him to appreciate, and also handed over to him to give away.

  After Lin Qingwan took over the household, due to a lack of money, she developed a business selling flowers and trees. In the past, the rare flowers and trees in the Lin family all had buyers, every year they cultivated a batch, and when the season arrived, they would be sold, earning a considerable amount of money.

  What's more, some rare varieties of chrysanthemum and orchid are sold only one or two pots a year, which is comparable to the annual output of hundreds of acres of land.

  For example, green chrysanthemum has been very popular in recent years.

  Last year, the Lin family sold a pot of chrysanthemums during the Mid-Autumn Festival, one of which won second prize in the Chrysanthemum Competition and was sold for 800 taels. Another pot, slightly inferior, was also sold for 500 taels.

  Others may not know, but as a father who has a special fondness for chrysanthemums and spends a large amount of money on them every year, Lu Ling knows that the chrysanthemums in Lin's flower shed are all rare varieties, each pot worth no less than one hundred taels.

  "I'll go and tell Old Master Zhong." After all, this was Shang Danju's coming-of-age ceremony, and since there was an opportunity to make it perfect, he would naturally put in some effort.

  However, there are few chrysanthemums that bloom at this time. Old Zhongbo has controlled the flowering period well. After all, people appreciate chrysanthemums in autumn. If the flowers bloom ahead of schedule, what will everyone appreciate during Mid-Autumn Festival? How can he sell them then?

  However, there are indeed a few pots of chrysanthemums in the flower shed that will bloom soon. Without exception, they are all Lin Qingyan's favorite colors.

  Lao Zhongbo said, "The young lady told me two months ago that I could still adjust the flowering period of a few more pots. Now there are only these few pots left, all of which were intended to be sent to the mistress's house for warming up in the near future."

  Lin Yuhong loves orchids and begonias, so most of the flowers sent to her house are these two kinds.

  Lin Qingyuan loves all kinds of flowers, especially plum blossoms and chrysanthemums. As for plum blossoms, it's not necessary to mention that the Lin family has planted a lot, and there are also many potted ones in the flower shed.

  Chrysanthemums are better to plant. Every month, Old Lao would drive a cow cart to send new chrysanthemums to Lin Qingwan and arrange them in the house for occasional viewing.

  So Lin Yuhbin wants it, then he can only choose from these few pots.

  Lin Yuhu had always liked chrysanthemums with bright colors, like green chrysanthemums, she couldn't appreciate them. Although she would like them after looking at them for a long time, as soon as a pot of red, yellow, pink or even white ones was placed next to them, Lin Qingwen's gaze would shift away.

  Because it's her birthday, apart from that pot of white chrysanthemums, she took all the other pots of chrysanthemums that were in bloom in May.

  Lao Zhongbo smiled and recommended to Lin Yuhong, "In addition to chrysanthemums, there are many other flowers here. Would you like to choose a few pots, young lady?"

  Lin Yuhong's gaze turned to those few pots of begonias.

  Lao Zhongbo immediately ordered the servants to carry her out, "This Haitang was originally meant to be sent to the young lady, but it hadn't fully bloomed yet, so it was left in the flower shed. Now that it's in full bloom, there's no need for special care, just water it every day."

  Lin Yuhu excitedly picked a car of flowers to return to Wen Garden, Lin An looked at him and curled up the corner of his mouth: "Big sister, chrysanthemum is nothing, there are also osmanthus trees in the garden, why bother going far?"

  Wen Garden also has a flower shed, doesn't it? Every year, nearly one-fifth of the flowers and trees from Suzhou Flower and Wood Market are taken away by Wen Garden. Now is the season for Begonia semperflorens, how could their courtyard not have this kind of flower?

  Lin Yuhbin smiled and said, "Since we have them, let's go pick a few more good ones to decorate."

  Under the efforts of fourteen little girls, the place chosen as the main hall became a sea of flowers, with chrysanthemums as the main theme, and other flowers shining around them. Just looking at this scenery makes people feel delighted.

  Lin Qingwan curiously came over to take a look and was also moved by the scene, then she let Lin An arrange all the guests to the other side of the Wen Garden so as not to disturb them.

  Nowadays, Wen Yuan's reputation has spread far and wide. Almost every day, there are gatherings of scholars and writers here, either in groups of over ten people or just two or three close friends getting together. In any case, someone comes to reserve a spot every day.

  On May 9th, I did have some free time, but now Wen Yuan still has to receive guests. Except for the isolated courtyard, other areas of Wen Yuan do not restrict people from walking around.

  Otherwise, if you limit the area to just one courtyard, who would still want to play?

  They usually booked a courtyard house and rested mainly in the courtyard, but they could go anywhere in Wenyuan Garden for sightseeing.

  So as not to let the girls' arranged venue be disrupted by others, it can only be separated, and guests are not allowed to come this way.

  Guests also understand, anyway the garden is big, this place can't play, then they go elsewhere, anyway here are not rows of plum trees, peach trees, pear trees, apricot trees, where can't you see?

  The best view is by the stream, where the flowers and trees of Wenguan are concentrated. Lin An also scattered many flower seeds by the stream, so there are all sorts of colorful flowers to see, making it a pleasure to behold even without going to the flower shed.

  Time flies in everyone's tense preparation, and before you know it, the Dragon Boat Festival has arrived. The scenic area welcomes a peak period, the North Garden is closed, and everyone can only play in the South Garden.

  Lin Yuhbin was so excited that he stayed up late for three nights in a row after watching the dragon boat racing with Lu Ling and others, his eyes were almost sunken.

  Lin Qing still scolded her: "If you stay up late again, I'll let Dr. Xu prescribe a calming tea for you."

  Lin Yuhbin stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to get excited in the middle of the night, going to bed early.

  After the Dragon Boat Festival, it was already May 9th. Early in the morning, Shang Danju was dug up by Feng Qiu, "Miss, today is your birthday, you have to go and kowtow to Old Lady and Second Lady."

  Yes, Shang Danju was born on her birthday and had to kowtow to the two big bosses at home, and only after kowtowing could she have longevity noodles.

  "Today is your birthday, I said I would ask for a day off from school to let you relax and have fun, but your third sister said you still want to go to school to receive congratulations from your classmates, making a fuss and refusing to take the day off, so I gave up."

  Shang Danju smiled softly and said, "It's just an ordinary birthday, I'm still young, no need to make a big deal out of it, so it's better to go to school as usual, don't worry Mr."

  She would rather go to school than stay at home.

  Mrs. Shang nodded with a smile, raised her hand slightly, and someone brought in a tray, "This is the new clothes made for you, originally intended to be everyday clothes, but your third sister said you didn't have a single deep-collared dress, so she had the embroidery workshop make this set for you. Try it on later to see if it fits, if not, we'll get someone to alter it."

  It should have been done a day earlier and sent to Shang Danju, but Shang Danzhu had many requirements and asked someone to modify it halfway, which delayed it for several days.

  Shang Danju was stunned for a moment, she really didn't know about this matter, in previous years the mansion would directly send her the finished clothes.

  It's just seasonal clothes, if she happens to meet the second lady's pleasure, she might still be able to choose fabrics and styles, but this year she didn't see the second lady mention it, so she thought the other party was not happy, and casually let the servant fool her.

  I didn't expect it was San Jie's doing.

  Shang Danju turned her head and glanced at Shang Danzhu, who was anxiously watching the hourglass in the corner of the house. She hastily stood up and said, "Mother, we'll be late for school if we don't leave now. Let's come back and try again later."

  He directly handed the tray over to his servant Mo Xia, "Quickly take it back and put it away properly, we're leaving now."

  Ma Xia received her gaze and immediately put down her clothes.

  Feng Qiu, who was standing beside her, pouted in dissatisfaction. That dress belonged to their Fourth Miss, why did Third Miss take it over?

  Shang Danzhu had already pulled Shang Danyue to hastily take their leave, and after they got on the carriage, Mao Xia finally came running over, panting and carrying two bundles.

  Shang Dan Ju looked at her for a moment, then glanced at the package in her hand, and slanted her eyes towards Shang Dan Zhu, "Third sister, be honest with me, what are you going to do?"

  Shang Danzhu suddenly said with a "hiss": "Wait a moment and you'll know, we're waiting for Big Sister."

  Shang Danlan had already found an excuse to hurry out, and she also climbed onto their carriage. Seeing Shang Danju looking at them with a puzzled expression, she smiled and said: "Today you don't have to worry about anything, just listen to us."

  "But," Shang Danju hesitated, "we still have school."