Xiao Gen gradually introduced his home's garden to Anning.
From the various flowers to the small pavilions, bridges, streams, and stone buildings inside, he described everything.
Anning listened carefully.
She pretended to be someone who hadn't seen the world, occasionally exclaiming in surprise, looking at Xiao Gen with starry eyes: "Really, I didn't expect... This must be hard to cultivate, right?"
"Oh, is this the Jun Porcelain mentioned in the primordial era of the Mother Star?"
"My favorite is the clothing from the Middle Ages of the Mother Star, this is a Qipao, right? It's so beautiful, look at this embroidery, all handmade, such craftsmanship doesn't exist anymore today."
"I'm really envious of you, being able to stroll through such a garden from time to time."
"Your garden is even prettier than the most beautiful park in the Imperial City."
Each of these praises was heartfelt, and Xiao Gen responded with a smile, but he secretly looked down on Anning.
