Feng Xiaoyun then noticed that Xiaohao and the uncle at the beginning did have some similarities in their facial features. When he walked over to their area, he jokingly said, "Why do I feel like your dad is much more handsome than you?"
To be honest, Xiaohao's father does make him a handsome uncle with his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. However, Xiaohao has those two or three points of resemblance to his father but he has not captured his father's essence, so he looks much more ordinary.
"What do you care!" This is the eternal pain in Xiaohao's heart. He has asked his mother countless times since he was a child why he looks more like his mother than his father, and in the end he usually gets slapped in the face.
After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Feng Xiaoyun's teasing look, but just taught himself: "Watch my movements carefully. When picking lotus roots, you must move gently. Clean the mud around the lotus roots first, and then carefully take them out."
As he spoke, he bent down to demonstrate: "The lotus root cannot be broken. If it is broken, it will not look good and will not sell for a good price. If it gets muddy, it will sell even cheaper, so you must pay attention."
Feng Xiaoyun and the other two imitated his actions. They first bent down and carefully touched a sweet lotus root, then began to clean the silt. In the end, it was Marco who was the first to pick the sweet lotus root from the lake.
Xiao Hao used a knife to cut off a piece of lotus root that Marco had picked, then washed it with a bucket of water, and then peeled it with a knife, cut off a few pieces of sweet lotus root and handed them to the three people.
"According to the rule here, anyone who picks lotus roots for the first time can taste the lotus roots they picked first. It is said that this helps people understand the sweetness of hard work." Xiao Hao disagreed with this rule.
Feng Xiaoyun and the other two were very happy. They took off their gloves and each took a piece of sweet lotus root.
"It's really sweet!" Marco looked at the piece of sweet lotus root that she had dug out herself, and was about to give a compliment. But when she took it and looked up, she saw Feng Xiaoyun and Yan Zi feeding the sweet lotus roots in their hands to each other. Suddenly, she felt that the sweet lotus root was not so sweet after all.
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