Old Master Fu was instantly soothed by his warm, sweet little darling.
Such a wonderful little one belonged to his family!
"It's nothing. Grandpa was angry at that ugly zombie today."
"Let's not talk about him. Bad luck."
"We'll probably have guests today, so let's get ready."
Qin Yan nodded her little head.
There wasn't really anything for her to help with in the kitchen, though.
The little girl took her small shovel and went off to plant strawberries.
The seeds had been taken from this batch of strawberries. They were tiny and black, smaller than sesame seeds.
Jinbao followed along, carrying a little watering can in his mouth.
The three-year-old was already very practiced at farming. Without any help from the adults, she huffed and puffed as she dug out a small patch of ground herself.
Since she needed to raise seedlings, she also had to use a very fine sieve to sift the soil until it was as fine as flour.
Finally, she built a little shelter with plastic sheeting.
"All done."
Meimei said, "You're amazing, baby. You learned how to do it after watching the video just once."
Qin Yan's eyes curved with happiness at the praise.
"There are other seeds, too."
Mumbling to herself, she went on planting with her little hoe and shovel.
These also needed to be started as seedlings, so she only needed to work on a small patch of ground herself.
"This one's cabbage, this one's tomato, this one's eggplant, this one's cucumber..."
She didn't care whether it was the right season to plant them.
The little girl planted them all anyway.
Once she had planted all the seeds, the pretty baby had become a little dirt-covered bun.
But she was still a pretty dirt-covered bun.
Afterward, she went to play ball