When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 752: With Faye Turner Here

In order to make the process of presenting this eting gift as perfect as possible, she still wanted to learn a bit from Faye Turner.

And Faye was more than willing to share her thoughts with her.

Adrian Lancaster was blow-drying Faye Turner’s hair as she sat in the chair, using WeChat to type a ssage to Rachel Sherman, "I’ll co to your house tomorrow afternoon, let’s et offline and chat, and prepare so materials."

"That’s wonderful!" Rachel was looking forward to it, although she hadn’t ntioned it before because she was worried she’d have to look after her child, Joy, who was still young.

The two friends chatted for a while longer, then said goodnight to each other.

Adrian Lancaster had finished blow-drying her hair too. "Your hair is getting healthier, isn’t it?" He set down the hairdryer and leaned in for a kiss.

"Thank you, love." Faye looked up at him and said, "Tomorrow afternoon I’m going to Rachel’s house to help her make a gift for Chase’s mom."

"Is it ti to et the parents?"

"Yes, doesn’t it seem quick?" Faye was a bit excited. "So this first impression certainly can’t be taken lightly."

"Yes, we should plan sothing clever." Adrian was quite optimistic about them, although Mr. Fletcher was indeed a bit traditional in his thinking.

He asked, "What is Rachel planning to give? Handmade?"

"Chocolate and aromatherapy."

"Mrs. Fletcher has quite a girlish heart and will like such little gifts, but to my knowledge, she’s also a fan of non-material cultural heritage."

"Non-material cultural heritage?"

"Yes." Adrian smiled at his wife, "So, does it feel like an opportunity to strike a big chord? A well-chosen gift can really be a plus."

"As a journalist, Rachel once did reports on intangible cultural heritage. She’s quite interested, with so exposure and background in it." Faye spoke, suddenly her eyes brightening, "I know what to give!"

Excitedly, she dialed Rachel’s phone—

"Rachel, do you rember I told you about a kind of flower that never withers?" Faye suddenly beca very eager.

Rachel thought for a mont, uncertain, "Is it tongcao flowers?"

Yes, this was an absolute luxury that was popular for thousands of years!

It’s made from a kind of herbal dicine, a herb she had seen in Dr. Aiken’s backyard.

This is non-material cultural heritage!

Ordinary people haven’t even heard of making it, let alone seen it.

"That’s right," Faye told her, "Adrian said Chase’s mom likes intangible cultural heritage, so why not make a bouquet of tongcao flowers for her? I think it’s quite suitable, and the materials are available."

"Is it still possible to do it now?" Rachel’s tone showed she was very interested, it was certainly much more upscale than chocolate and aromatherapy!

Chocolate and aromatherapy seem like child’s play when faced with tongcao flowers!

"Ti’s not an issue; tomorrow before eting you, I’ll first go to a friend’s place to pick up the materials, stay up a bit at night and we can make it together."

"Thanks so much, Faye!" Rachel was very happy, feeling profoundly touched; with her around, everything felt more manageable!

And so, they ended the call and both went to sleep early, eagerly anticipating tomorrow.

Because Rachel’s interview with Granny Hughes about cat raising made it to the top of the social trending list, drawing countless cat lovers who praised and left comnts, eagerly awaiting more.

Thus, the newspaper asked Rachel to follow public interest, capitalize on the trend, and conduct several more interviews with the elderly, capturing more videos of the little cats.

Rachel got up early, did a quick tidy-up, and headed to Granny Hughes’ retro countryside-style courtyard.

"Granny!" Pushing open the gate, Rachel walked with her cara toward the main room. "Granny Hughes, are you ho today?"

This was Rachel’s third visit, she was already familiar with the place, seeing the lazy little cats in the yard always brought a warm feeling of coming ho.

"ow~"

"ow-ow~"

Ti seed to slow down, and the day relaxed.