“If You Don’t Believe Me, You Can Ask Huo Yao And Shen Chuchen.”

Gu Sheng raised his hand to stroke her soft, fluffy hair and praised her in a low voice, "MHM."

"That's awesome."

The little girl was instantly delighted.

Gu Sheng had also picked quite a lot. He picked up the two baskets. Regardless of whether the little girl would pick them or not, at least she had done it.

He couldn't live with himself if he didn't praise her.

Seeing the father and daughter leave the vegetable garden, Shen Chuchen almost threw the baskets down and quit.

He was going to find his daughter.

Who was going to pick vegetables here?

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Sometimes people's joys and sorrows didn't connect. After ye sang finished her task, she went on to the next step. However, ye Nian and the others were stuck on picking vegetables.

An Xiaxia didn't want to go to the fields. The thought of a worm crawling up her calf made her shudder.