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Mr. White was teaching Sophia how to piece together a word puzzle when he saw Miya Ford hurry upstairs, with Roshenge following at a leisurely pace.

There was a bit of an odd atmosphere between the two.

"The master is back," Mr. White said as he stood up and moved aside.

Roshenge was in a good mood, pulled over a chair, and sat down with enthusiasm to watch Sophia do the puzzle.

Sophia sat on the fluffy carpet, "Uncle, you stepped on my puzzle."

Roshenge bent down to talk to the child, "It's time for you to change the way you address me."

Sophia, unwilling, turned her head away.

Roshenge wasn't angry, and with just one hand, he could cover the child's head, turning it back to face him: "Has anyone bullied you at school?"

"No."

"Made any new friends?"

Sophia nodded her head.

She had made friends with another child who loved diggers just as much as she did.

"Is there any gift you want?"

Sophia looked at Roshenge in confusion, "Why are you giving me a gift?"