Bella Acker saw how anxious the old man was and understood he genuinely wanted to give Talia a welcome gift.
"Old man, Talia really likes flowers."
"Really?" The old man's eyes lit up; there were several flower shops at the market.
"Really." Bella Acker nodded.
"Then I'll go buy flowers for Talia." The old man, no longer pretending to be frail with Bella Acker's help, briskly walked to the flower shop and grandly waved his hand, "Here, here, here, here, I want all the flowers."
The flower shop owner was stunned.
Bella Acker quickly stepped forward upon hearing this, "Old man, we don't need that many, we can't fit them at home. Talia likes daisies, just buy her a bouquet of daisies."
"Then buy all the daisies."
"Old man!" Bella Acker was helpless.
The old man sighed, "Alright, mix these colors together, make me a bouquet of daisies."
Bella Acker finally smiled.
