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.

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

body.” While trying to dry her hands, Ashlyn said, “Give me some tissues from the

her forehead had almost trickled

the car, Spencer hurriedly opened the door and

ached at how

Old Mr.

Bring

asked Spencer confusedly. Isn’t

tomorrow.” Ashlyn dried the sweat on her forehead and tossed the soiled tissues into the car’s trash

started the car and drove off. The Leno residence fell into silence

walked out of the house with an old bamboo an in his

doubt. Soon enough, he saw the

as though

amount of moisture for his vegetables without turning

on his shoes while plucking vegetables from

the patch, and she had even placed some rods in the ground to support the green bean vines, allowing them

could not

diligent young woman. What can she not

What kind of friend must he or

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