It was only a short drive to the nursery where the plants were sold, and Feng Jiao enjoyed every minute of it. She hummed as they drove through the pretty streets filled with quaint cafes and little stores, filled with trinkets.
Feng Jiao knew that it was one of those rare sunny days in the early part of the year, where it wasn't bone chilling cold. She needed to make the most of it while the sun was still out, and what was more useful than dragging someone out with her to buy trees?
Feng Jiao was enjoying herself quite a bit, so even when they got down and stopped in front of the muddy nursery, she didn't feel like complaining.
Her only complaint would be the fact that she had to buy the trees at all.
Why couldn't they just be magically transported to her house without any work from her? Or even better, why couldn't they just walk over to her house?