Who put the flowers at the door?

Hare likes flowers, especially beautiful flowers.

Early in the morning, the sun just sprinkled down, Hare got up, pulled open the curtains and opened the window. The curtains of the fox's bedroom across the street were tightly closed, and it looked as if he had not got up yet.

The rabbit put on the basket and was ready to pick some fresh flowers to put in the vase early in the morning, but when he opened the door, he found a few flowers on the floor of the doorway with crystal dewdrops shining on their fresh petals, as if they were greeting the rabbit and saying "hello".

The rabbit cried out in surprise: "Oh! Who sent this flower? How beautiful!" The rabbit carefully put the flowers into the basket and took them back to the house.

What the rabbit didn't see was that there was a little fox hiding under the tree outside the house, secretly watching the rabbit's every move.

The fox almost laughed out loud when he saw the rabbit surprised with the flowers and wagged his tail, but he was afraid of being discovered by the rabbit.

Looking at the beautiful flowers, the rabbit thought of the little fox and said to himself, "What a beautiful flower, I must ask the little fox to take a look at it too!" Saying that, he carefully inserted the flowers in the vase and put them back in the bedroom on the window sill opposite the fox's house.

The rabbit put the vase, looking at the flowers in the vase, the dew on the flowers reflect the morning sunlight, incomparable dazzling, smile from the eyes overflowing.

The little fox saw from the gap in the curtain that the little rabbit had set up the vase, and could not wait to pull back the curtain, stretch, open the window, and greet the little rabbit happily: "Good morning, little rabbit!"

The rabbit smiled and greeted, "Good morning, little fox!"

The little fox said in surprise as if he had just discovered it, "What a beautiful flower!"

The rabbit nodded: "Yes, I think it's beautiful too. I don't know who put them on my doorstep!" The little rabbit was a little puzzled.

The little fox asked with a curious face, "Oh? You didn't pick it?"

The little rabbit shook his head: "No, as soon as I opened the door this morning, I saw these flowers on the ground in front of my door."

The fox had an idea and said to the rabbit mysteriously, "Maybe the flower genie sent them to me. See how much you like flowers!"

"A flower genie? That's a great idea!" The rabbit suddenly realized and said with a little thought, "No matter who sent it, it is my flower genie!"

The little fox looked at the splendid flowers and at the little rabbit who was smiling as brightly as a flower, and his heart was as sweet as eating honey, and he could not help but smile sweetly.

The next morning, the little rabbit picked up a bunch of purple-flowered groundnuts and orchid grasses with purple flowers at the door.

On the third morning, the rabbit picked up a bunch of yellow flowering cat's claw grass and compound flowers at the door.

On the fourth morning, the rabbit picked up a bunch of blue-flowered Brackenia and Duckweed at the door.

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From then on, the bunny woke up every morning and picked up a beautiful bouquet of flowers at his doorstep. The difference is that the flowers received each day are different, and there are some flowers that do not grow in the neighborhood at all.

Can we have flowers this morning? Who is this flower genie in the end? Early in the morning, the rabbit thought so, opened the door, and sure enough, another bunch of flowers appeared at the door.

But who is this flower genie, the rabbit is clear! It rained yesterday, and now the ground is damp. There is obviously a swept trace on the ground, and a few shallow fox footprints remain, presumably, which it swept with its tail.

The rabbit looked at the shallow fox footprints and couldn't help but smile, feeling warm and up in his heart, as if something couldn't fit and was going to overflow.

The rabbit put the flowers in a vase and put them on the windowsill of the bedroom opposite the little fox's house. The little fox pulled back the curtain, opened the window, and greeted the little rabbit.　

"Good morning, Hare, and the flowers are beautiful today!"

"Good morning, Little Fox! I also think the flowers are beautiful today." The rabbit also greeted the fox: "But which flower genie sent such beautiful flowers?" The rabbit said while staring at the little fox.

"I'm curious too!" The little fox nodded without changing his face and said.

The little rabbit stared at the little fox for a short while. The little fox was not faint-hearted and did not want to admit it at all. The crooked head looked at the little rabbit suspiciously, as if asking, why look at me like this.

The little rabbit understood the little fox's thoughts and looked at the flowers in the vase and said, "Maybe, it's the real flower genie, my flower genie!" After saying that, he looked at the little fox and ran away shyly.

Since the little fox didn't want to say, it didn't ask! If the little fox doesn't want it to know, then it doesn't know! The rabbit thought this while starting a new day.

The little fox stood at the window, recalling what the little rabbit had just said, wagged its tail excitedly, smiled so much that the corners of its mouth were grinning to its ears, and, like the little rabbit, bounced away to start a new and sweet day.