The first thing upon returning home—open the window.
The high-rise wind rushed in, making the leaves of the plants on the balcony flutter and lifting the curtains, bringing in fresh air.
Zhou Li quickly checked on his beloved flowers.
Indeed, some leaves were densely covered with tiny yellow spots, likely traces left from mites feeding on the sap. However, the whole plant was now clean, with no spider mites or their webs. There were a few newly grown branches and leaves, their color a bright and glossy green.
There was even a new strong shoot…
In a slightly smaller pot next to it, Brother Nan's plant was also thriving.
It had bloomed many flowers.
Zhou Li took a pair of scissors, trimmed the strong shoot, calculated the time, buried some more slow-release fertilizer, then mixed a pot of rich flower feed and watered the plant.
