Yuan Xin watched as the water overflew from the soil and flowed into the gully. Finally, he couldn’t bear it any longer and interrupted the father and son, “Isn’t the water already enough?”
Wenwen raised his head. Under the cute little straw hat, his bright eyes blinked as he said solemnly, “The sun is so hot, and the vegetables are wilted. They need more water so that they won’t be dried so quickly!”