Chapter 107 Shared Hobby

  "I say, young Qin, are you moving house?" Old Master Hua asked on his first visit, and he couldn't help but ask a question after taking a closer look at the current state of the courtyard.

  Qin Lang also knew the miserable state of the courtyard, and since taking the medicinal bath a month ago, he had not taken care of this old house at all. So whether it was the stone table and stool shattered by his fist wind, or the mess left behind after the wooden barrel burst yesterday, they were all in sight.

  "Hehe, I'm afraid I've made a mess for you to see, Grandfather Hua. I've been busy lately and didn't have time to clean up, so it looks a bit messy." Qin Lang said with a smile.

  Old Hua waved his hand and laughed: "Alright, young man, we old men don't have the habit of tidying up houses, that's what women do. Just by looking at the decorations in this house, I can tell that the person living here is a straightforward and hot-blooded real man."

  Qin Lang didn't expect this old man could come up with such a conclusion, so he just smiled and didn't say anything.

  The old man simply glanced around the old house, seemingly satisfied with the layout, nodding from time to time, but didn't say anything from start to finish.

  After finishing the measurement, Old Man Hua finally put his attention back on Qin Lang and said with a smile: "Little Qin, last time you saved my life. Although I invited you to have breakfast afterwards, that's not considered a proper thank you. Today I came to find you just to specially thank you, please come over to my place for a simple meal."

  Qin Lang hastily waved his hand and said, "Uncle Hua, you don't have to be so polite. I just lent a helping hand, you don't need to take it to heart. If you were just inviting me over for a casual meal, then I wouldn't stand on ceremony, but if this is specifically to thank me, then I really can't eat this meal."

  Hua Lao Ye Zi was unwilling to give in, and after half a month had passed, he specially came to invite Qin Lang to dinner to express his gratitude for saving his life, how could it be just a momentary impulse.

  In fact, he came with an ulterior motive.

  So he can't just dismiss this meal casually no matter what he says.

  Hua Lao Ye insisted on thanking him, but Qin Lang refused to accept it. The two of them were at an impasse for half a day. In the end, they both compromised and Qin Lang went to eat. Hua Lao Ye also stopped saying that the meal was to thank him, instead he gave it a nice name, wanting to make friends with Qin Lang, this young man, which is what people call "forgetting age".

  Hua Lao's house is just a dozen or so steps away from the Qin family, yet despite being close by, Qin Lang has never set foot inside.

  From what Qin Lang got from Qin Da's memory, the old man moved in just a few years ago.

  Before that, the house where Hua Lao Ye Zi lived was also vacant, just like Qin Lang's mansion.

  What made Qin Lang feel somewhat strange was that the information provided by Qin Daxia, more or less, could still be seen that this old flower master was not completely like a retired idle old man.

  "Little Qin, this is the first time you've come to this old man's nest, isn't it?" Old Master Hua chuckled and pushed open his courtyard door, inviting Qin Lang in.

  The old man's house is similar to Qin Lang's in terms of layout, but overall, the difference between them is like heaven and earth.

  If it's said that Qin Lang's house was originally owned by a small rich farmer, then the owner of this house of Old Man Hua is at least a big landlord.

  This house is not only larger than Qin Lang's old house, but also more exquisite and luxurious in details.

  The most distinctive feature is that the front yard of this house is full of flowers.

  Due to the seasonal reason, although not all flowers have bloomed, those that have bloomed add a touch of spring to this old house, and even attract some busy little bees flying around in the warm sunlight.

  "Grandpa Flower, it seems you're a flower lover." Qin Lang's gaze was naturally drawn to the flowers in the courtyard.

  Grandpa Hua smiled and nodded, "Yes, I've never had any hobbies in my life, just this little hobby of raising flowers. It's a way to relax and cultivate one's nature, something to do in old age. But for you young people, this is probably old-fashioned, let's not talk about it, lest we have a generation gap."

  "What's this 'generation gap'?" Qin Lang smiled and shook his head, saying: "Old Master Hua, just talking about these flowers, I'm afraid there isn't much of a generation gap between us."

  "Oh?" Old Master Hua's eyes lit up, "Little Qin, don't tell me you also understand the art of flower cultivation? As far as I know, people your age who understand flowers are one in ten thousand."

  Qin Lang smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

  Old man Hua saw this and suddenly gained some momentum.

  It can be seen that this old man is indeed a flower lover. And before inviting Qin Lang to dinner, he did not expect that Qin Lang also knew the way of raising flowers.

  So Qin Lang's sudden behavior at this moment was both surprising and delightful to him.

  If Qin Lang really understood the way of flower cultivation, he felt that this friend was indeed worth befriending.

  "Hey, little Qin, we don't brag here. Mind if I test you?" Old Master Hua came with interest and asked Qin Lang with a hint of provocation.

  "What's wrong with that?" Qin Lang shrugged, looking completely unbothered.

  This appearance not only didn't make the old man feel disgusted, but instead made him more and more interested in Qin Lang. He asked Qin Lang about the names of these flowers without hesitation.

  This is simply too childish for Qin Lang.

  You want to know what's in his brain? It's all the books in Ping'an No. 1 Middle School library.

  With such a vast amount of knowledge, even taking just one small point from it would be enough to answer Old Man Hua's questions.

  To put it bluntly, Qin Lang can now be called an all-around talent. Almost everything in this world that has records, he can basically intervene and come up with some knowledge points, because his brain is now a mobile library.

  So, the result of Old Man Hua's inquiry was naturally beyond doubt.

  When Qin Lang named those rare and uncommon flower names picked by the old man without any hesitation, the old man was overjoyed, surrounding Qin Lang and turning around him.

  "You don't have to be like this?" Qin Lang was made a bit uncomfortable by the gaze, making him seem like an animal being observed in a zoo.

  Old Hua exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. Young Qin, although you're not very old, you're not only deeply immersed in the martial arts, but also quite knowledgeable about flower cultivation. I've lived here for so long and only now discovered that we have a like-minded neighbor. I'm truly blind!"