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"Xiao Liu can do it!"
Xiao Liu hastily patted his chest to assure her, repeatedly patting two or three times. Zhang Shanni caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye: with each pat, a small muddy handprint was left on his shirt, the dirt-yellow hue becoming more noticeable after several pats.
"Xiao Liu is a good boy, be careful and don't play with water. Go on now." Zhang Shanni held back her laughter, sincerely praising him. Seeing him happily dashing off, her face was already beaming with a suppressed smile.
With Xie Jingchen watching in the courtyard, she felt quite at ease.
Although this era is somewhat impoverished and tough, it's a good time – people are at least genuine and sincere.
