"Teacher Zhong, you're wrong there. In my brother's eyes, you're like the reincarnation of Shennong," Bai Lu readily supported old Teacher Zhong, backing up her brother.
"You—," Zhong Shukang, who was glaring at her after hearing this, just about raised his finger when he saw someone approaching from behind and silenced himself for the moment.
It was none other than Grandpa Yao. Wearing a green military uniform, but for the sake of not dirtying it in the garden, he had changed into a pair of outdoor slippers. His fluttering bangs were dotted with conspicuous droplets of water. His attire might have seemed a bit mismatched, but it did nothing to tarnish Grandpa Yao's stellar reputation.
In the beautiful sunlight, Grandpa Yao still looked like he had just stepped out of a painting as he came into view.
"What a sin," even Zhong Shukang couldn't help but utter.
Bai Lu giggled. Manman raised her eyebrows.
