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.

standing outside. He hesitated before

Gardening’s great for the mind and body.” While trying to dry her hands, Ashlyn said, “Give

on her forehead had

the car, Spencer hurriedly opened the door and grabbed some tissues

ached at how

Old Mr.

agreed. Bring Mr. Nolan here tomorrow

you?” asked Spencer confusedly.

dried the sweat on her forehead and tossed the soiled

car and drove off. The Leno residence fell

house with an old bamboo an in

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

patch was wet as though it

was the perfect amount of moisture for his vegetables without

not have to worry about wet soil on his

had even placed some rods in the ground to support the green bean vines, allowing them to snake upward as

not

young woman. What can she not achieve with

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

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