Spencer saw a beautiful young lady pulling weeds in a vegetable patch, incredibly focused on her task at hand.

The sun had climbed to its peak by then, its unforgiving heat causing a sheen of sweat to appear on Ashlyn’s forehead.

Suddenly, Ashlyn’s hand shot out before her.

Spencer noticed she had a fat, green caterpillar pinched between her fingers.

Then, she promptly threw the caterpillar on the ground and stepped on it.

The bug just died.

Ashlyn continued weeding afterward, and Spencer could not help but take a video of her with his phone.

Half an hour passed before Ashlyn finally stood up.

She called out to Ian, who was inside the house. “I’m leaving, Old Mr. Leno! See you tomorrow.”

After dusting the dirt off her hands, she washed her hands using a faucet in the yard before heading for the gate.

that she noticed Spencer standing outside. He hesitated before saying,

it’s nothing. Gardening’s great for the mind and body.” While trying to dry her hands, Ashlyn said,

her forehead had

Spencer hurriedly opened the

ached at

Old Mr. Leno

“He agreed. Bring

you?” asked Spencer confusedly. Isn’t Ms.

dried the sweat on her forehead and

car and drove off. The Leno residence fell

out of the house with an old bamboo

to the vegetable patch, filled with doubt. Soon enough, he saw the plastic green trash bin in

as though

the perfect amount of moisture for his vegetables without turning the surrounding ground

not have to worry about wet soil on his

she had even placed some rods in the ground to support

not help

woman. What can she not achieve

feel curious about the friend Ashlyn had mentioned. What kind of friend must he or she be for that young woman to put

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