Near the end of the evening. My husband gave me a phone call to say that tonight over colleagues home for dinner. That is, a colleague who came to our house for dinner the night before last. It turned out that the three guys were taking turns bragging. The first night we ate at our house. Today it's our turn to eat at their home. I used to just hear people say that a woman's heart is really hard to guess. This man's mind is really hard to guess. It's just that I've seen it all, but I can't say it. Otherwise, the atmosphere of the dinner will be ruined. My husband took me out to dinner. How can I ruin their fun?
When I arrived at their house, I saw some potted plants in their house. It turned out that they grew close to ten pots of strawberries at home. Some strawberries are already red fruit. Some fruits are white. Obviously not ripe fruit, is not so attractive. But I've always loved plants. This particular kind of strawberry root is irresistible to me. See that the soil they water keeps a certain amount of moisture. I'm sure they put some effort into it.
So I decided that when I leave tonight, I must give them a pot to go home and keep. If they don't, I'll take one before I leave. Anyway, it's home. It's not healthy to see a pot of red fruit. I had to swipe the red fruit because I had learned some flower arranging skills before. And there were some potted plants in the room before. There is also some knowledge about the care of these flowers. Believe me, there must be someone who can take care of these plants.