Today's lesson is a hands-on workshop on sprouting potatoes, with experts providing one-on-one instruction.
Zhao Gang trusts his cub completely; as long as it doesn't run out of Zone B, he's fine with it.
Zhao Xiaoxiu lived up to her father's trust, sitting obediently in the empty seat at the back of the classroom and listening to the lesson.
"My name is Sheng Qingyang. I'll be troubling your family these next few days."
Zhao Xiaoxiu turned around in surprise, and Lord No. 3 sat down in the empty seat next to her.
She looked to be in her mid-twenties, with short hair, a tall and slender figure, a small mole on the tip of her nose, and regular, well-proportioned features; she had a very dignified appearance.
Her smile gives people a sense of closeness, but she's not as overtly aggressive as Bai Cailing.
When they arrived, everyone was in the same car. Zhao Xiaoxiu's impression of Sheng Qingyang was that he was humble and polite, but he wouldn't speak up. She always listened quietly from the side.
But nobody dislikes her, and nobody really remembers her.
"My name is Zhao Xiaoxiu, you can just call me Xiaoxiu, sister." Zhao Xiaoxiu smiled at her, indicating her welcome.
Sheng Qingyang returned the smile, and asked in a teasing voice, "Does Xiaoxiu make all the decisions at home?"
Before Zhao Xiaoxiu could answer, she stretched out her hand again, "Then I'll have to ask Xiaoxiu to take good care of me."
Zhao Xiaoxiu paused for a moment, then tentatively extended her small hand. Sheng Qingyang grasped her hand and shook it solemnly.
Zhao Xiaoxiu couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, and her two legs, which were dangling under the table, swung around, showing a little bit of happiness.
An adult earnestly asked her to look after him!
Zhao Xiaoxiu turned her head to secretly look at Sheng Qingyang, but unexpectedly, the other party also turned around and nodded slightly to her, showing full respect.
Zhao Xiaoxiu chuckled and swung her little feet even more enthusiastically.
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