Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1276
Chapter 1276: Chapter 1264: How Difficult is it to Serve This Little Ancestor_1 Chapter 1276: Chapter 1264: How Difficult is it to Serve This Little Ancestor_1 In the midst of ten years of dedicated cultivation, time had passed rapidly, and the world changed constantly.
But one thing that remained unchanged was the Spirit Plants Garden before him.
Two years ago, he had broken through to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, impressing the Sect Leader, who rewarded Mu Fan with a cave residence exception.
However, Mu Fan declined the sect's offer and chose not to move to the better-located cave residence deep in the mountains. Instead, he stayed in the Spirit Plants Garden.
Somehow, he seemed to have a premonition, as if he had forgotten something important.
Those people and events were the most unforgettable memories in his life.
And within those memories, the Spirit Plants Garden remained very familiar to Mu Fan.
While planting Spirit Flowers and Spirit Plants, he couldn't help but feel that his skilled and natural movements seem to have been honed through many repetitions.
When watering the plants, he would subconsciously assess the moisture and depth of the soil, as if an experienced herb farmer carried deeply ingrained planting knowledge in his mind.
Ten years of dedication to cultivating had passed.
In the still of the night, Mu Fan couldn't help but wonder what he had forgotten and which people and events had become etched into the depths of his soul.
Even as time flew by and the world changed, he didn't want to forget.
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Not far from the Spirit Plants Garden, a small bamboo house, built with Cuizhu wood, stood.
Bamboo woods swayed gently in the wind while a deep pool shone with silvery-green water. The peaceful surface occasionally bore drifting bamboo leaves, lending an air of tranquility to the scene.
The bamboo house's door was unlocked, so Mu Fan entered with a sword control technique. He landed gently, pushed the door open, and walked inside.
“Daddy, daddy, look at all these flowers! They smell so good! Little Shui'er wants to eat honey!”
Little Peach poked her head out from a gap in his clothes, looking around without a hint of restraint despite this being an unfamiliar environment.
She excitedly sniffed the rich fragrance of the flowers with her nose, and a few drops of saliva couldn't help but escape.
“You want honey?”
Mu Fan was surprised, having never heard of a water spirit who craved honey.
“Mhmm!”
Reveling in excitement, Little Peach nodded her head: “The honey is sweet, Little Shui'er loves to drink honey water the most!”
“During this season, Spiritual Peak Group usually collects honey from the Sophora Flower Forest on the back mountain.”
“The Spirit Plants Garden may have plenty of Spirit Flowers, but the various species cannot attract large swarms of bees. Without honeycombs, of course, there's no honey.”
Mu Fan felt slightly regretful that he couldn't fulfill Little Peach's request and her disappointment even seemed to tug at his usually cold heart and sparked some guilt.
“Not fun! Little Shui'er wants to go home, Little Shui'er misses her mother!”
When Little Peach heard there was no honey water, her bright little eyes dimmed, and she pouted unhappily.
Cold sweat formed at the back of Mu Fan's head.
Just as he arrived and she demanded to leave, the child was proving to be difficult to manage.
“Although there's no honey water here, uncle has plenty of Pear Flower Water. Would you like to try it?”
Despite Little Peach's insistence on calling him 'Daddy,' Mu Fan automatically ignored those words.
Water spirits were born of nature and the world itself.
As one of the rarest and most treasured items in the world, there was no way they could be raised by humans.
In Mu Fan's subconscious, he believed that the young one, as young as she was, must have confused him for someone else.
“Pear Flower Water?”
Immediately, Little Peach's interest was piqued by the novel item; her small eyes shone bright, her mouth smacking in anticipation.
“Wait a moment. Uncle will make you a cup of Pear Flower Water right away.”
Facing the adorably pouting Little Peach, even the iciest heart could not help but show signs of thawing.
Seeing Little Peach's agreement, Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He took out some Pear Flower Water from the Storage Ring and skillfully prepared a cup at the perfect temperature.
Chapter end
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