Qin Zhonghui saw that the boy was about the same age as his own daughter. Since the boy was innocent even if his mother was a mistress, he didn't give him a hard time and just nodded.
Chen Feng placed two lunch boxes on the table opposite them and called for his mom to come eat. His gaze swept over Qin Jiao, who was reading beside him, before finally landing on Xiao Shi, who was leaning against her. He turned, pulled a few plums from his pocket, and offered them to Xiao Shi. "These plums are really sweet. Want to try one?"
Without any prompting from the adults, Xiao Shi shook her head and said, "No, thank you. We have strawberries at our house."
Once you had a large patch of strawberries growing well, they actually had a very long harvest season. And with the environment inside the space—something even modern greenhouses couldn't compare to—Xiao Shi had plenty of cherries and strawberries to eat. Who would want sour-looking plums?
