Zhao Li looked back and forth several times but couldn't discern what Lan Tian was trying to express.
Where were the red flowers?
"Tiantian, I'll write it for you!"
She couldn't understand this Heavenly Book and handed it to Mo Yuanle to see if he could understand it. Mo Yuanle glanced at it and handed it to Grandma Sun, who also didn't see any red flowers and asked Lan Tian puzzled, "Where are the red flowers?"
Zhao Li nodded, right, she hadn't seen them either.
Lan Tian snatched the letter paper and folded it into a stack, "Grandma, I wrote everything in the letter. Red flowers, pounding rice cakes, sweeping the house, going to town to buy New Year's goods, it's all drawn in there. It doesn't matter if you can't read it, Mo Junhua will definitely understand it."
